Love Tenderly, My Dear

"Did I let you go?" Yu Shaoli stares at her with a strong sense of danger.

Qiao Xinger was shocked all over. She wanted to go upstairs, but she didn't know why. Just being stared at by Yu Shaoli, her legs seemed to be fixed in the same place.

"Li Shao, let's go down first."

Mai and the others stepped back.

There were only two of them left in the hall, and there was a frightening silence around them. The pressure in the air was more and more intense.

Qiao Xinger didn't know what to say and didn't want to talk to him. He just bit his lip and lowered his head.

In fact, if she had a choice, she would rather close her eyes now than look at the man.

"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear me asking you? " Yu Shaoli made trouble at her.

Qiao Xinger was shocked and looked up at him. Thinking of his previous question, he said strangely, "why can't I wear high heels?"

Yu Shaoli sneered: "if you fall down and get hurt, can you afford the responsibility?"

This sounds like caring about her at first, but Qiao Xinger quickly reflects that Yu Shaoli is not caring about her, he is just caring about the body!

What he wants is a surrogate mother without any problems, and no harm to her body is allowed.

Qiao Xinger bit his lip and said, "I used to wear high heels. You can rest assured that I won't get hurt."

It's a fact. On the plane, they not only have to walk on the ground, but also complete all kinds of work. She doesn't know how many times she has practiced these things in school.

"It seems that you need to ask Mai to read the terms of the contract to you again!" Yu Shaoli coldly reminds her of the fact that she has signed the contract.

To put it bluntly, her body no longer belongs to her, but to him!

"No more." She didn't want to hear a word of the humiliating document.

Qiao Xinger lowered her head and bent down to take off her high-heeled shoes. She held the black simple style high-heeled shoes in her hand. The setting sun came in from the window and fell on her straight and slender legs. The thin silk stockings faintly showed the ambiguous pinching marks inside.

Yu Shaoli narrowed his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes flitted by, knowing: "stop!"

"What are you going to do?"

Qiao Xinger frowned and looked back. She had already taken off her shoes. What else was he dissatisfied with?

"It seems that you haven't learned the rules yet. Who allows you to talk to me with this attitude?" Yu Shao Li suddenly bullies the body to come forward, big hand jams her neck.

The feeling of lack of oxygen attacks again, Qiao Xinger frowns painfully. Does this man have the habit of sticking his neck?

"I I just want to go upstairs and review. " She said.

"Review what?"

Yu Shaoli squints his eyes and stares at her carefully.

Joachim was a little bit thrilled. What do you mean? Does Yu Shaoli want to chat with her?

Apart from the relationship in bed, and a few unpleasant conversations, in fact, they have no contact at all.

"Speak Seeing that she didn't speak, Yu Shaoli tightened her hand around her neck and said coldly, "are you still thinking about how to answer me?"

He thought she was going to play tricks again.

Looking at the man's still cold face, Qiao Xinger frowned and said, "I'm going to the airline interview."

Yu Shao Li Mou color a cold: "you didn't miss?"

"Before that, I really missed it. This time, the airline gave me another chance! If you don't believe it, you can look it up. " Said Jo.

Yu Shaoli squinted at her for a while, as if to examine the credibility of her words. After a while, he loosened her neck.

"Hoo..."

Qiao Xing son Wu wears the neck big gasp, the look in the eyes is perturbed of looking at Yu Shao Li.

What does that mean?

Did he believe her?

"May I go upstairs?"

Qiao Xinger now just wants to leave here, for this handsome man, she does not want to see more.

"Aren't you going to review?" Yu Shaoli stares at her condescensively and orders: "review here!"

Here?

It's strange that Qiao Xinger doesn't doubt her very much. He should hate her. Now he wants to see her review?

I don't know why, Qiao Xinger always feels that Yu Shaoli is a little strange, but she can't tell what it is.

"Not yet?"

Yu Shaoli frowned, and his impatient face was very frightening.

Joachim wanted to go upstairs now, but she didn't dare.

This is Yu Shaoli's territory. She won't have good fruit to eat if she turns against him.

After taking a deep breath, she raised her foot and walked towards the floor mirror. Looking at herself in the mirror, she folded her hands on her abdomen and put a standard smile on her lips: "Hello, passengers, welcome..."

"It's too loud!"A cold voice came from behind.

Qiao Xinger frowned and looked back to see Yu Shaoli sitting on the sofa. He had a document in his hand. He was looking at it with his head down. He didn't even look at her.

With a frown, she looked back at herself in the mirror and said, "passengers, you..."

"Too low!"

"Passengers, you..."

"Too high!"

"Passengers..."

"Duck voice!"

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After being hit for more than ten times, Qiao Xinger finally finished reading a paragraph completely. Looking back, he saw Yu Shaoli staring at her with dark eyes. He was stunned for a moment and said, "is the voice OK this time?"

There's a shock coming from the mobile phone nearby. Yu Shaoli picks it up and a short message appears on the screen:

[Li Shao, Miss Qiao really wants to attend the second round of interview. 銆?br>
Yu Shaoli glanced at the screen, put aside his mobile phone, looked up at her and said coldly, "it's suitable for bed calling."

Qiao Xinger

"Go and pour me coffee."

Yu Shao urged her.

Joe curled his mouth and turned to the kitchen.

She can't make coffee. After staying in the kitchen for a while, Qiao Xinger turns around and walks out with the coffee made by Liu ma.

"Here you are."

Qiao Xinger put the coffee on the tea table, Bone China and glass collided, making a crisp sound.

She had to practice her body several times. Qiao Xinger turned around and was about to walk towards the floor mirror. Suddenly, Yu Shaoli's cold voice came from behind: "is that how your teacher taught you?"

"What?" Joe looked back.

"That's how you serve the passengers on the plane?" Yu Shaoli squints at her.

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He wants her to serve him as if she were on a plane.

"Come again!" Yu Shaoli gave an order.

Qiao Xinger bit his lip, went to pick up the coffee again, walked to the other side of the living room, raised his feet steadily, and politely put the coffee on the table: "Sir, please..."

"Who are you crying for?"

"The waist is too high!"

"Too fast!"

"Coffee spilled!"

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It's a new round of nitpicking. Qiao Xinger, an excellent student affirmed by the teacher, is wrong no matter what he does now.