Spoiled! The yandere boss and his soft doll

Above the heights, the burning gaze that came from afar was crazy and hot, making Christman very restrained.

She felt like she was being watched by the sun, because she was too open, too naked, too straightforward.

She could only look for it, and when she finally met the dark eyes, Christman felt as if his eyes had looked at the four seasons and gone through the years.

He's looking at me.

But in his eyes, he seemed to be very far away from him.

He was very good-looking, and his facial features were delicately contoured, but his face now seemed to be very terrifying, like a hungry vicious dog seeing fat pieces of flesh.

This made Chrissman shrink back, and when she turned her head to continue to smile with her family as if nothing had happened, a person came beside her.

And her father Xu Zhiming stood up regardless of the occasion and wanted to shake hands with the man, but the man was obviously wearing a housekeeper costume.

"I'm sorry, our young master wants to see that young lady. Fu Qingsong didn't give any face, and after looking Xu Zhiming up and down with disdain, he directly bypassed him and came to Christman, bending down respectfully and waiting for her reply.

This stark contrast of attitudes did not make Xu Zhiming angry.

"Yes, yes, yes. Xu Zhiming nodded hurriedly flatteringly, every strand of hair was filled with endless joy, and a pair of greedy eyes flashed with extreme excitement, "Manman, come, you and this gentleman will take a trip, and you should be more well-behaved when you see the nobleman." There

was no hindrance, no concern, no introduction to who the man was, not even a few more glances in Christman's direction.

Christman staggered to her feet, as her father would never have allowed herself to meet so easily.

"Sister. The younger sister Wishing grabbed her hand, and Wishing seemed to have something to say, but because of her father's presence, she didn't know how to speak, her trembling eyelids were trying to hide the worry in her heart, "You go and come back quickly." "

Naturally. Christman held the hand that made the wish tightly, this sister who was six points like herself, she loved since she was a child.

However, how would Wishing know that when her sister was gone, she would almost never see Christman in her life.

She walked a long flight of stairs before being led to the door of the room on the top floor.

"My young master is waiting for you, you can go in alone. After Fu Qingsong finished speaking, he stood straight at the door, with an expression that the task was completed.

The "Crunch ————"

was darker inside, and too dim for the brilliant lights of the hall outside.

But a figure stood out, sitting on the couch in the center, staring at her like a prey.

Like a young deer, ignorant and ignorant, it looks very good to be abducted.

This face that is enough to make Joao's heart move is white and pink, and his lips are red and tender, like the apple gummies that his grandfather often gave him in his memory.

It should be sweet too.

The delicate appearance made Joao feel as much pity as he wanted to ravage her, and such a beautiful villain, his complexion was naturally white.

Her long golden hair, like a waterfall, was obediently draped behind her.

But she looked like she was about to cry.

"Come here. "Joao can't take it anymore, he's on the verge of bursting.

Chrissman only felt that one of her hearts was about to jump out of her chest, the muscles of her whole body froze, and her hands involuntarily clenched the hem of her skirt.

It's dangerous, she feels it.

But she still opened her legs, and the door behind her was closed by Fu Qingsong, and the two of them stayed completely alone in this dim space.

At this time, the greed in Joao's eyes is about to turn into substance.

Yes, come over here, let me see you.

Hurry up again.

Where's Christman coming to João now?

Finally, five steps away from Joao, Christine stopped, lowered her eyelashes, blocked her flustered eyes, and saluted, "Hello, I'm Christman, and I've been invited by you." "

It's time to get there.

Joao stared blankly at her face, did not reply, but simply stretched out his hand to her, expecting, "Come." "

Come closer.

But Christman didn't move, she hadn't had physical contact with the opposite sex other than her father since she was a child, and she was very guarded by her father.

Now, she suddenly let Christman go with a stranger, and after coming to a strange room, she has to have physical contact with the stranger in front of her, she can't accept it, let alone in an extremely nervous situation.

"You, do you have anything you need me to bring to my father? The room was dim, and Christman had not dared to look up, so she still couldn't see his face.

She wondered what she could say, but the man suddenly grabbed her hand, "Ah!!"

and she fell into the arms of a person who had no normal body temperature.

Somewhat cool.

She struggled, and finally she cried in fear, Joao's behavior was bullying her to Christman.

Joao forcefully stopped her movements, imprisoning her in his arms, "Don't be afraid, I'll hug you, I know I'm reckless, but if I don't hug you again, I may die."

"You don't have to understand, I know I scared you, I'm sorry, but I'm not going to do anything to you, let me hug you, let me hug you."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid of me.

Joao was anxious, he was anxious to take the girl in front of him into his arms, to be close to her skin, to breathe with her, to do all kinds of intimate things with her, and then to fill his own heart.

And he seems to have found the person he has been waiting for, and has a strong resonance with his heart, and the person he longs for.

With just one glance, he knew it was her.

But she looks so fragile, why is she so delicate?

It's okay, then I'll hug you first.

Joao, who was silent in his own world, did not notice that the girl in his arms had slowed down from the violent struggle, not because of Joao's words, but because of Joao's face.

Christman felt that perhaps she should know him.

Her body gradually did not reject his breath, did not reject his hugs, and was not afraid.

Instead, when she looked at the pale and sickly face in front of her, this eye, this eyebrow, she would feel heartache.

The subconscious told her that the person in front of her didn't seem to be like this.

He looked bad, aggrieved, and miserable, with dried blood on his lips and his body feeling lean.

His muttering continued, "Why are you here now?"

"I thought I couldn't wait for you.

"I thought I wouldn't find the vacant part of my heart until I died.

Chrisman's lips opened slightly, "...... you"

"Know me?".