Master's Little Wife Is Tigress But Alluring

A little red light flashed across her eyes, and then she smiled.

She dialed Yin Chi again.

She raised her hand, broke a vase next to her, and cried, "ah, brother, help..."

As soon as YinChi heard the news on the phone, he went upstairs without hesitation.

When he pushed the door and entered, zhouhaimei fell down beside the broken vase. Her palm had been scratched and was bleeding a lot of blood.

With worry in his eyes, Yin Chi stepped forward and grasped her bleeding wound.

"What's the matter with you? How did you hurt your hand?"

Zhouhaimei looked at Yin Chi with tears in her eyes.

"I... I saw that the flower in the vase was about to wither, so I wanted to water it. Unexpectedly, I slipped and broke the vase. Brother Chi, don't you blame me for my clumsiness?"

As she said this, she slipped off one shoulder of the bathrobe, revealing her beautiful and attractive collarbone.

Yin Chi glanced, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

He quickly looked away, searched the medicine box and bandaged zhouhaimei's wound.

Zhouhaimei groaned and cried for pain in the whole process.

She leaned in Yin Chi's arms and felt helpless.

Yin Chi was so distressed that he was always coaxing him softly.

Who knows, coaxing coaxing, zhouhaimei's clothes slipped unconsciously.

His tentacles were all her white and delicate skin. He couldn't help but be stunned and quickly wrapped her bathrobe again.

Zhouhaimei took advantage of the situation and looked up to stabilize Yin Chi's lips.

Her voice was silky and soft.

"Brother, I miss you..."

"My heart aches when I think about it..."

Yin Chi naturally knew what she meant, and he quickly stopped her.

"No, you hurt your hand... Hai Mei, we've been overdoing things these days. Let's take it easy."

Zhouhaimei pursed her lips and looked reluctant.

"No, I just want to be with you. Brother Chi, I love you. I really love you..."

She said, and kissed Yin Chi's thin lips.

Yin Chi wanted to escape, but she couldn't resist her death.

Before he knew it, he held her and fell into her gentle trap again.

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Yun Wan reached the address of zhouyafa's coffee shop. As soon as she got to the door, she saw a white haired old man coming towards her excitedly.

"Son... Son, is that you?"

Yun Wan stopped and raised his eyes to look at the old man opposite.

The old man's temples were white and his face was full of wrinkles, showing the traces of years.

Next to him stood Mrs. Zhao, who looked at Yun Wan with a gentle face.

Yun Wan was sure of the old man's identity.

Zhao Lei, who is in his sixties, and Mrs. Zhao, who is in her forties, stand together. Their appearance and image form a sharp contrast.

If you don't know the truth, you think these two people are father and daughter. In fact, Mrs. Zhao is about the same age as Yun Wan's mother Bai Ya.

This ZHAOLEI, after abandoning his grandmother, married a famous daughter.

His wife had no children for many years. Less than a month after his wife died, he couldn't wait to take a man 20 years younger as his wife.

Oh, this man is really dreary.

Yun Wan didn't want to admit that such a scum man was her grandfather.

She felt as if she had swallowed a fly.

She stepped back and distanced herself from Zhao Lei.