How can the president be fierce

Chapter 3468 Sweet Marriage 2030 Are you going to live here forever?

"Bored? Go shopping? Bei Yue Ya, do you consider this your home? Can you just go shopping when you're bored?"

While waiting to watch the excitement, Lucis flicked his cigarette butt, and urged: "Asi, what are you talking to her about? Just let someone drag her out for a smoke, and she will remember it next time."

Crescent Moon opened her eyes wide in disbelief.

The little bitch of the bitch!
She defended him against the crime, but he is still embellishing it here and wants to see her punished! !
As if sensing her resentment, Lucis shrugged his shoulders with an innocent look on his face: "Don't look at me! You ruined Asi's painting, and this whipping is definitely inevitable. It's all the same if you get it sooner or later. Yes, what's the point of dragging?"

High-sounding!

He obviously couldn't wait to see her being cleaned up by Priest Su!
Maybe he poured the coffee on purpose, just to force her.

It's really shameless to deal with a powerless woman like this for no reason!

Crescent Moon stared at him angrily, her lips moved slightly, but she didn't say a word.

As soon as Lucis opened his mouth, Priest Su noticed him and frowned slightly: "What are you still doing here? Get lost!"

"Why are you driving me away? You're not going to do something shameful, and I'm here to hinder you?"

"..."

He said these words too abruptly, when Yue Ya heard it unprepared, her pretty face immediately burned up.

Priest Su didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, raised his chin and pointed to the words on the table, staring at her blushing face: "This painting, clean it up for me!"

Clean it up and clean it up, what a big deal.

Crescent Moon puffed her cheeks, walked over without saying a word, took out a few tissues, poured some water from the water glass next to it, and was about to wipe it off. Before she could touch it, Lucis grabbed her wrist: "Hey Hey, what are you doing?"

"Not cleaned up?"

"Do you think this is a table? Wipe it clean with a paper towel? What if you accidentally wipe off the color? The essence of this painting lies in the sharp contrast of colors?"

Crescent Moon stared at him without saying a word.

I know your sister! ! !

The woman's delicate white wrist is held by the man's bony fingers, which is surprisingly good-looking and dazzling.

Priest Su's eyes darkened in an instant to the point where a icy blizzard was about to blow. He stepped forward a few steps, holding Yueya's small arm, and exerted a little force.

Lucis didn't hold it very hard, but with such a light force, he easily pulled the woman's wrist out of his palm.

His movements were not large, but still a little deliberate, and Lucis gave him a rather surprised look.

Priest Su ignored him, turned to look at Yueya: "Do you know how to clean?"

Crescent Moon blinked and blinked: "Does wiping with a paper towel count?"

"What do you think?" He asked in a lukewarm way.

Yueya was silent, shaking her head: "That won't happen..."

After thinking for a while, he quickly added: "However, our family also has many famous paintings. If you don't mind, I will ask my brother to send someone to send a copy to you as compensation."

brother.

Back when she thought he was her elder brother, she never called him so intimately before. Why did she call him like a lover in Beiyouyang?
Priest Su's face became gloomy again, and the corners of his brows and eyes were full of sarcasm: "Are you showing off to me?"

"..."

Crescent Moon looked puzzled.

How can this be considered showing off?She ruined his painting just to pay him back a painting of about the same value.

……

Time passed by minute by minute.

According to the method he gave, Crescent Moon used a cotton swab dipped in a suspension mixed with alcohol and turpentine to clean the coffee stains on it bit by bit.

Lucis was waiting to see her being dragged into the small dark room to be whipped, but seeing that Priest Su only asked her to clean the oil painting here, he felt bored after watching it for a while, so he went back to sleep.

She knelt beside the coffee table to clean the oil paintings, while the man was busy with his work behind the desk. For a while, in the huge study room, only the sound of each other's light breathing could be heard in silence.

After cleaning for a while, Crescent Moon couldn't take it anymore, her neck was hurting to death, she frowned, kept raising her head and moving her cervical spine, and glanced at the man over there.

After a while, she called him: "Hi!"

Priest Su's fingers were still typing on the keyboard at high speed. Hearing this, he just glanced at her indifferently, and then got busy with him again.

Crescent Moon automatically interpreted his look as the meaning of 'saying', so she continued to ask: "I don't seem to have any trouble with that man, right? Why does he keep troubling me?"

Priest Su's eyebrows sank, and he even typed the wrong keyboard with his fingertips.

He raised his eyes, stared at her with unclear meaning, and picked out the two most important words: "always?"

Yueya realized that she had slipped her tongue, and hurriedly explained: "Ah, what I mean is...Look just now, before you said anything, he urged you to hit me."

The man stared at her for a few seconds, then withdrew his gaze, and said calmly, "It's nothing, that's just how he is."

After a while, he suddenly added: "When you see him in the future, just walk around."

Crescent Moon was unhappy when she heard that: "Why? I didn't do anything to offend him, so why should I avoid him?"

Her answer was an extremely strong sentence: "Don't hide, you will suffer in the future."

Crescent Moon glared at him angrily and annoyed.

A group of perverts!Except for her daughter, there is no normal person here!

She looked down at only one-third of the oil painting that had been cleaned, and then at the time. She probably had to stay up late tonight.

Raising his hand to touch his flat belly, he muttered, "I'm hungry."

Today, the two brothers made all kinds of hints to her that she would be whipped after Priest Su came back, which caused her to lose her appetite for food. In addition, Qianli had been pestering her all the time, so she only ate two bites in a hurry, and she was hungry for a long time. up.

Priest Su glanced at her coldly: "You ruined my painting, and you still have the face to cry hungry?"

Ruining his painting is ruining his painting. Why can't she be hungry? According to his logic, does the murderer just stop eating for the rest of his life?

"I'm really hungry, can I go downstairs to eat something and wipe this?"

After a few seconds of silence, the man got up: "Wait."

After speaking, he went straight out.

He asked her to wait, and Yueya really waited expectantly.

Half an hour later, the man came back with two more orders of pasta.

The stomach that had been growling a second before the crescent moon suddenly became quiet.

Priest Su saw her frowning and staring at the spaghetti on the plate in confusion, as if it was not food but a bomb.

"What are you looking at? Is it enough to just watch?"

"..."

Crescent Moon picked at her fingers, moaned and groaned for a while, then looked up at him: "Is there nothing else? Instant noodles? Bread? Steamed buns are fine too!"

She didn't want to eat the spaghetti he made. She forced herself to eat it last time.

Priest Su glanced at her lightly: "Don't worry, the salt is just right this time."

That wasn't tasty either.

She stood still.

The man she saw with disgusted expression became inexplicably angry, and lowered his voice: "Do you want to eat? If you don't eat for a while and then you are hungry, go to the small black room to get the whip!"

"..."

Crescent Moon unhappily picked up the fork and tasted it, um, it was just as unpalatable as last time, although the salt was just right, it was still weirdly unpalatable.

It is difficult to make such a simple pasta super delicious, but it is also a kind of ability to be so unpalatable.

She frowned and swallowed without chewing.

Priest Su didn't seem to see her painful expression, and was not in a hurry to go to work. He sat beside her, drinking the mellow coffee by himself, staring at her without blinking.

Crescent Moon ate very quickly, barely chewing much, regretting why she was hungry, and speeding up the painful meal.

Swallowing anxiously, choking, just about to find some water, the man has already handed over the coffee cup in his hand: "Take a sip."

She didn't care about picking and choosing, and took three sips in a row before finally swallowing it down.

The strong bitter taste immediately spread to the taste buds, she coughed a bit, raised her hand to cover her mouth, tears rolled in her eyes quickly.

Never had such a bitter coffee.

Priest Su stared at her light lip marks on the coffee cup, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's getting late, you go to bed first, I will find someone to do the rest for you."

Yueya waited for the bitter taste to pass before she recovered, and looked at him angrily: "Did you do it on purpose?! Did you make such unpalatable spaghetti on purpose to torment me?"

The man's thin lips curled a little, and he touched her small head like coco: "You ruined my painting and forced you to eat something unpalatable, do you feel wronged?"

Yueya finally got angry, and shook his hand vigorously: "If you want revenge, I just say it, there is no need to use the painting as an excuse! Hypocrisy!"

Priest Su seemed to smile. Because she was kneeling under the sofa, he bent down, and his thin lips could barely touch the top of her hair. As soon as he spoke, his breath came down, as if he was kissing her hair gently. Silk.

"If you want to get revenge, just say so. If you want to sleep with you, can you do it directly?"

Crescent Moon's overly fair little face flushed instantly.

I can't believe how there can be such a shameless man in this world who can say such shameless things so calmly.

She smelled very fragrant, not the smell of perfume, nor the smell of shower gel, but a very natural and unique body fragrance, the closer you get, the more you can smell it.

Priest Su breathed a little faster, then leaned back on the back of the sofa naturally, lit a cigarette casually, took a puff slowly, and stared at her snow-white neck: "Don't worry, even if all the women in the world die clean Oh, I, Priest Su, won't touch your finger again! For more than a month, you have whetted my appetite!"

Yueya was shocked all over, before recovering from his frivolous words, she was severely humiliated by him again.

For more than a month, you have spoiled my appetite.

Not only was he not ashamed at all for what he had done, but now he wants to bite her back?
She turned her head and stared at his handsome and wicked face blurred by the smoke: "Priest Su, do you know how the word scum is written?"

I really couldn't stand this pervert anymore, so I didn't care about the painting, I just got up and rushed out.

She was going to see her daughter, to cleanse her newly defiled soul.

Priest Su stared at the small figure who left her angrily, squinted his eyes and slowly took a puff of cigarette, and then slowly exhaled. After a while, he picked up the coffee cup with her lip print on it, and took a sip.

The black coffee was already cold, but when he drank it, it seemed to be boiling hot, almost burning his stomach and even his heart.

……

The bathroom in Qianli's bedroom was specially designed for her to take a shower, and it was extremely inconvenient for her to use it. While Qianli was taking a nap, she went to the study and asked Priest Su if he could use his bathroom to take a shower.

The man who was buried in his work didn't even look at her, and waved his hand in agreement.

Priest Su's bathroom is large, but the decoration is more modern, spacious and simple, towels, bathrobes are neatly arranged in the cabinet, men's shower gel, razor, aftershave...

For the first time in his life, he stepped into a completely secret territory that belonged to men, and the adrenaline began to soar inexplicably, and his heart was pounding violently.

His eyes are very special, and Yueya can't tell what is special. She has lived abroad for 20 years, and she has seen many men with blue eyes, but there is still a big difference between them and him.

Especially at night, when you are looked at by those blue eyes, it's like countless needles are pricking your nerves, a little painful and numb.

Realizing that she was thinking too much, she quickly shook her head to get the man's face out of her mind.

The sound of water rushing.

Crescent Moon forgot to bring shampoo, so she could only use Priest Su's and was washing it when she vaguely heard someone talking outside.

This was Priest Su's bedroom. The sound outside was covered by the rushing water and became extremely indistinct, but she could still hear the man's voice clearly.

Not Priest Su, but Lucis! !

His mind went blank for an instant, and his first reaction was not to find a bathrobe to put on, but to lock the bathroom door.

Before he could stretch out his wet little hand, the door had already opened from the outside, and Lucis' voice came so clearly: "Asi, Huan'er will be soon..."

There was a fog inside, and Lucis didn't see anything yet, but felt that the collar of his back was tightened, and he had been taken away by a huge force, and hit the decorative cabinet next to him with a bang, and he couldn't stand still, and then fell down again.

Crescent Moon was stunned and didn't come back to her senses until a well-made suit was thrown on her head.

Priest Su stood outside the bathroom door, with only a neatly ironed white shirt left on his upper body, his handsome face was covered with a layer of frightening ice, and he just stared at her for a moment: "Take a shower!" Don't know how to lock the door? Are you afraid that you won't be able to hook the man?!"

Crescent Moon: "..."

She thought this was his bedroom. Without his permission, others would not dare to come in, and before she came in, she specifically told him that he would never come in, so there was no lock...

Lucis got up from the ground, clutching his nosebleeds all over his face, and was stunned when he saw Priest Su standing in front of him fully dressed.

A few seconds later, the whole person roared like a lion with its hair blown up: "Who is in the bathroom?! Is it that woman again?! Priest Su, are you fucking a man?! Forget about her What's your last name?!! Forgot Huaner who has been waiting for you for so many years?!! Are you fucking worthy of her?!"

Priest Su was indifferent to his anger, lowered his head, his eyes fell on the white carpet stained by his nosebleed, his thin lips curled into a cool arc: "Go out."

"Priest Su!!!"

"You want me to say it a second time?" The voice suddenly turned cold.

Lucis glared at him angrily, and was in a stalemate for a few seconds, his nosebleeds were still dripping, but he still didn't speak anymore, and rushed out angrily.

Crescent Moon wrapped herself in a suit and hid behind the bathroom door, thinking.

Women are inherently sensitive in certain aspects, and she felt Lucis' hostility towards her from the first moment she saw him yesterday.

Things that have been puzzling for a long time seem to finally have a little clue now.

Huaner...

She remembered that even Priest Su only called that woman Luo Huan, but Lucis called her so intimately.

People who didn't know would probably think that Luo Huan was his girlfriend.

The man put one hand in the pocket of his suit trousers, staring at her darkly: "Did you finish washing?"

Yueya was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses and nodded: "It's coming soon."

"Ah."

The man responded without saying a word, and closed the bathroom door casually.

Crescent Moon hurriedly rinsed and changed into clean clothes. When she came out, the mess on the ground had been cleaned up, and even the carpet had been replaced with new ones.

Priest Su did not leave, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows smoking a cigarette.

She wiped her half-dry hair, staring at his slender back, thinking.

She has only been here for a few days, and she has noticed Lucis' thoughts on Luo Huan, and she doesn't believe that Priest Su didn't find out.

Doesn't he feel awkward living in the same castle as his love rival?

As the smoke rose, the man's slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the smoke: "I will have someone renovate the bathroom in Qianli's bedroom later, and you will wash it in her place in the future."

Crescent Moon nodded: "Oh."

The man turned around, against the light, so she couldn't see the expression on his face at the moment, only the voice, still so depressing and dark, revealed an unknown danger: "Are you going to live here forever?"

silence.

Crescent Moon lowered her head, twisted the towel in her hands, and after a while, said: "As long as you promise that you can properly raise Qianli to grow up, I can go."

She had planned to leave before, but when she saw him smoking so brazenly in Qianli's bedroom and hinted to her that this was just the tip of the iceberg, she planned to stay in a fit of anger.

But looking at it now, he doesn't seem to be as bad as she imagined.

After a pause, she suddenly raised her head again: "I heard that your aunt doesn't seem to like Qianli?"

The man narrowed his eyes, and picked out the key point in an unpredictable tone: "I heard?"

"Has she ever done anything to hurt Qianli?"

"Who did you hear?"

"Priest Su, if you can't guarantee that you can protect her well, then let me take her back. Although my brother also doesn't like her, he will never do anything to hurt her."

What answered her was the man's contemptuous and disdainful cold snort.

Even if he didn't say anything, this cold snort was better than a thousand words of rejection.

Crescent Moon lowered her eyelashes in disappointment.

(End of this chapter)