My wife,you are so hot and savage

Xiao Ze, who came in from the door, was already in a straight suit, black, and a white flower on his chest. It was obviously a dress for attending the funeral

"Sir." seeing that Xiao Ze came in, the maid immediately turned sideways and lowered her head.

Xiao Ze lazily walked to the bedside. His fingers picked up the black dress from the maid's arms: "go out."

"Yes."

The servant stepped down.

Xiao Ze stood by the bed, his narrow eyes sweeping down on Xiao you. He suddenly bent down and leaned close to her, and stretched out his hand to untie her clothes.

"What are you doing?" Lu Xiaoyou grabbed the tight clothes and immediately moved to the back of the bed.

"Didn't you make it clear just now? I'll help you change your clothes myself. What are you hypocritical about?" Xiao Ze impolitely grabbed Lu Xiaoyou's bare feet, pulled her body directly in front of him and roughly tore away her clothes.

"Ah, it hurts!" when the clothes were torn open, the cloth made her skin red: "Xiao Ze! You're nervous! Who wants you to change my clothes? I've made it clear that I don't want to go anywhere today!"

"Don't want to go? Ah..." Xiao Ze's face was gloomy for a moment. He pressed her hard on the bed with one hand and pulled her clothes away from her more rudely.

"Xiao Ze... Stop it, you bastard!" Lu Xiaoyou struggled in bed. The man on his body was like a devil, without any movement at all.

"Today is your sister's funeral. You shouldn't know. Why? You don't even want to go to your sister's funeral?" Xiao Ze said sarcastically while pulling his clothes cruelly.

Lu Xiaoyou's clothes were almost picked off. His skin was rough and red marks everywhere, burning and painful.

It turned out that he was so angry with her just because she didn't want to attend the funeral of his loved one?

"Ha... Ha ha..." Lu Xiaoyou hugged your body in embarrassment, and his eyes were red and burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" Xiao Ze stared at her coldly.

Xiaoyou didn't avoid his evil cold and unkind eyes: "I laugh at you. It's strange. Who stipulates that your sister must go to her sister's funeral? If you want to go, just go by yourself. Why do you have to pull me?"

"But I just want to take you, and you... Have to go!" in the evil voice, with irresistible overbearing.

"What if I don't go?" Lu Xiaoyou knows very well. Now I don't know how many people think she pushed Lu Shanshan's into the sea. Even if she really went to the funeral today, she asked for trouble, so why did she bother people again?

"Then go to hell... If you die, I'll save the nonsense. I'll directly carry your body to make amends to Shan Shan." Xiao Ze stood upright with a sneer on his face, as if he was looking forward to her dying as soon as possible.

Lu Xiaoyou's face sank for a few minutes. Xiao Ze always thought that Lu Shanshan died because of her. She must wish she had really hit her head.

forget it.

Just go.

It's probably not flattering to keep talking nonsense.

"OK, I'll go... But I don't need you to change my clothes. I can change it myself!" Lu Xiaoyou said these words slowly and found Xiao Zezheng's eyes staring at her body by the bed.

Behind a cold.

Lu Xiaoyou also looked at his body with only underwear, and hurriedly grabbed the quilt and covered it.

"Hmm? Would a debauchery woman like you still feel ashamed?" Xiao Ze stared at her body.