Wife Capture: Leng Mei Boss loves to the bone

Hugging the trembling Huangfu Yao into his arms, his voice was a little hoarse, with strong self-blame, "It's my fault, I'm late."

Huangfu Yao shook his head, "No, I was too careless and didn't notice that those people were plotting against me." After he finished speaking, his voice was pleading, "Shaoqi, can you let me in?"

Han Shaoqi looked at Huangfu Yao's persistent face, and could only nod his head.

Seeing that weak and thin back being blocked by the door, Han Shaoqi clenched his fists tightly, his veins bulging.

"Xiaoyao, I'll wait for you to come out and give me medicine." Before the door closed, Han Shaoqi spoke heavily.

There was a pause in closing the door, with tears still on her fair face, she smiled and nodded.

"Shaoqi, thank you for your understanding." Huangfuyao groaned in his heart, and after closing the door, his limp body slipped to the ground.

Touching the cold floor dispelled the hotness in his body a bit.

Ice-cold water was poured on her body, and Huangfu Yao vigorously wiped away the traces of nothingness on her body.

In fact, they just touched their own bodies and did not do any substantial harm to themselves, but when those people's hands lingered on their bodies, they still felt extremely disgusting.

It wasn't until the whole body was rubbed red that he took the bath towel beside him and wrapped his whole body.

The jet-black hair was softly attached to the head, and the wet water droplets kept falling due to gravity, dripping on the floor, making a crisp sound.

Han Shaoqi was sitting on the sofa, lighting a cigarette at his fingertips, thinking about the origins of those people, and why Xiaoyao appeared in the bar so late.

When she raised her head, she saw the stunning beauty of hibiscus standing in clear water, her delicate face was still stained with crystals, the bright yellow bath towel passed under her armpit, and the looming gully could be seen faintly.

Han Shaoqi's eyes flickered, his throat moved unconsciously, and he choked out the smoke at his fingertips.

Huangfu Yao stood on the floor barefoot, her snow-white skin formed an extremely sharp contrast with the mahogany floor, exuding a faint temptation.

Seeing Han Shaoqi's wolf-like eyes, Huangfu Yao's agile figure flashed, and he entered the bedroom next to him. When he came out, he was already carrying a medicine box in his hand.

Cautiously tapped the wound on his face with a cotton swab dipped in medicinal wine, and seeing Han Shaoqi's mouth twitch faintly, but he didn't make a sound of pain, Huangfu Yao felt a little distressed.

The voice was as soft as water that could not be melted, "Does it hurt?"

Grinning his teeth, Han Shaoqi fixed Huangfu Yao, who had just bathed with a faint fragrance of body milk, on his lap. Hearing this, he smiled, "It doesn't hurt, for you, it doesn't hurt at all."

Seeing that this sentence was about to draw Huangfu Yao's tears again, Han Shaoqi hurriedly changed his tone, "Don't worry, this injury is nothing. When I was young and ignorant, I got into a fight with a group of people, and the injury was much more serious than this." gone."

"Shaoqi, let's go to the hospital tomorrow." Huangfu Yao said while lighting.

The soft heat blew all over Han Shaoqi's wound, making Han Shaoqi feel distracted for a while, but he resisted not to move Huangfu Yao.

In fact, Huangfu Yao maintained this posture, his body was already unbearable, and the effect of the medicine had not passed, as soon as he got close to the man's masculine breath, his body became limp involuntarily, and he resisted with the willpower in his brain.

Looking down, through the bath towel, you can see that most of the softness is swaying in front of your eyes with your breath, and Han Shaoqi's breath is getting more and more unstable.