Chapter 215

Why did she suffer?

Just to breathe the same air as him? But now he doesn't even want to give to see her.

The chilly wind blows, leaving only wan xiuren's demonic tone: "live in the imperial palace? What do you think I don't know? How is it? Scar forgot the pain. It's a price to ask me. "

Wan xiuren gently peels off the thread on the orange. Instead of eating the orange, he rolls the thread into his mouth. It looks a bit erotic.

Yang Yi directly closed the thing and put it on the table. He said indifferently, "I don't need this kind of help."

The information he gave is related to the project she is going to accept, which covers all aspects, including the family information of each client.

Yang Yi orders herself to turn over the document and look at it page by page. When she turns to the fifth page, she looks at him again. Wan xiuren puts a piece of orange into the mouth and slowly tastes it. After swallowing it, she looks up.

In fact, his every move has a kind of unique quiet, gentle appearance, there is no such a abnormal bloody heart.

in a leisurely manner, she looked at the past, Wan Xiu Ren and sat down again, and picked up an orange on the tea table, and slowly stripped it. The smell of orange quickly covered the perfume of the woman.

When she came out of the bathroom, a document was handed to her.

So, without waiting for his response, he turned and walked into the bathroom.

Yang as like as two peas in the face, half a second, and nothing more than love.

The man hears, unexpected silence, can smile in a flash, Yang Yi admits that Wan xiuren's smile is very beautiful, but she does not like, too beautiful things are also too vicious.

Yang Yi no longer looked at him, fiddled with her curly hair, and asked her husband in an extremely ironic tone: "which new Huadan just now, or which young model did you like? Kiki or Mimi? "

also has another woman's perfume in the air. From Yang Yi's point of view, Wan Xiuren wore casual home furnishing clothes, camel's trousers and short sleeves. Maybe he would wear softer colors for others, but he... It's like he's from purgatory. He's dangerous.

He sat on the sofa, staring at the woman undressed by the door, folded his legs and looked at her motionlessly.

Behind him, the man who loves darkness is silent, and his excessively beautiful and delicate face is exposed to the light, which is eye-catching.

Looking down, she turned on the light.

Walking into the cold room, she only saw the old clock opposite. It was just midnight, and the bell rang. In the dark field of vision, there was a man sitting with clear outline. At this moment, Yang Yi could not help beating her heart. But she soon realized that this man was not him, they just looked like each other because of their redundant blood relationship.

Pain hit, she subconsciously around himself, dragging the pace of heavy forward.

With a chill in his heart, Yang Yi thinks of the past again and purses his lower lip, but his voice rings in his ear: "how disgusting is wan xiuren? I think I'm abnormal. I sleep in the same bed every night. I feel aggrieved, don't I? "

Yang Yi clenches her fingers and doesn't speak, but it's true that Wan xiuren is a pervert who destroys her and breaks her way.

The man stares at Yang Yi's eyes as if to ignite a fire all over the sky. He gets up and walks towards her and holds her shoulder. His cold eyes fall on her face, and a hairy smile floats from the corner of his mouth: "very disdainful? But Yier, you can either do it well, and don't give her a chance to complain. I have to work hard to help you settle it. You know I hate to clean up the mess