Systematic Director’s Tender Love

"Oh? Are you sure?" He smiled surly, pacing up to the box by the door, "No change?"

"En, sure."

She nodded, her lower lip whitened by her teeth.

Which one to choose and what is the difference?

Anyway, they are all humiliated and tortured. They are all the same in essence, but in different forms.

The man's slender fingers were placed on the top of the black wooden box.

He didn't rush to lift the lid, but opened his thin lips lightly and explained:

"After I opened the box, if there were whips, soldering irons, and prison clothes inside, then it was the first type; if it was a white coat, and medical equipment such as pliers and scissors, it was the second type; if it was expensive court clothing, it was The third one.

In fact, I personally prefer the second one. "

His words sounded like an understatement and a breeze, but they severely tortured Zhao Donghan's tight nerves.

She gritted her teeth, suppressing herself from screaming.

Even though she is usually very kind, she is extremely nervous now. After all, she is a girl and has never seen these before.

Compared to her nervousness, Mu Yichen seemed particularly calm.

The box is not locked, just so closed.

Mu Yichen lazily picked up the buckle on the lid, hooked it hard, and opened the lid with one hand.

Her eyes stared at his hand unblinkingly, following his movements, her whole heart hung in the air.

Floating around, high and low.

He glanced in, then moved his gaze to her, shrugging noncommittal.

The fear of the unknown made her dare not breathe too hard, waiting nervously for his next move.

She only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he took out a gorgeous chiffon princess dress from inside.

The sudden relaxation caused her chest to rise and fall continuously.

That skirt is plain white.

From exquisite suspenders to layered skirts, the details are extremely well-made. The dust is not stained, showing noble luxury.

The design is not exposed, just a beautiful tutu skirt.

Fortunately, it's not whips or scissors, etc., those scary things.

It seems that she is lucky.

"It turned out to be'the married life of the prince and princess'. This setting is actually not very fun, at least I don't feel exciting enough.

However, maybe you will like it. "He put the skirt on his arm, took firm and steady steps, walked towards her step by step, and said calmly, "From now on, within an hour, you will be the princess in the fairy tale. And I will play your husband.

You have to devote yourself to treat yourself as a real princess, and no difference is allowed.

Remember, don’t make inappropriate actions, let alone say things that don’t match the identity of the characters in the game, and no play is allowed.

If you violate the rules of the game, you will be severely punished and the game time will be extended.

Lucky for you today, you got a big deal.

Although it is fake, it can be said to be a once-in-a-lifetime and highly desirable opportunity for you, a lowly mistress.

Because in reality, no matter how hard you work, you will never be able to have this honor for the rest of your life. Even dreaming, can't dream of such a good thing.

If you can work in the main room for an hour, the object is still a good man like me, and you will have no regrets in your life.

I hope you will always remember that I have given you this gift and will be grateful for my kindness for life.

Although I suffer a lot, I think I am doing good deeds today! "

"However, I don't feel honored."

She looked at him coldly, showing no respect for him.

Are you kidding me? Playing a husband and wife with him, she felt 10,000 unwilling in her heart.

Does he still feel disadvantaged? Is she obviously the one who suffers?

If possible, she is extremely willing to give up this gift and give up this bargain to other women.

"Zhao Donghan, there must be a limit to the duplicity." The man raised his eyebrows slightly, his mouth was straightened, and walked to her, "After playing with me once, I believe you won't be so stiff."

"Wait a minute!" She cheered up and tried to discuss with him, "The princess and prince game is too ordinary.

I think that if you change the role a little bit, the effect might be better. "

"Oh? How to change?"

With one hand in his pocket, he arbitrarily raised his hard-lined chin, and stared at her condescendingly, his eyes flashing with unattainable arrogance.

"Well you, still play the prince. And I, play your guard.

Isn’t it more fresh and interesting to stand at the door every day to protect your safety? "

If it's just a "prince and princess", forget it, but add "life after marriage".

The word is too sensitive and too ambiguous.

I don't know what he is thinking about again, what terrible things he wants to do to her.

He played her husband, this setting made her very repulsive from the heart.

She and Mu Yichen are obviously the relationship between the gold master and his mistress.

He only has to play with and revenge against her; she only has fear and disgust towards him.

Isn’t it weird that you have to pretend to be a couple in this situation?

Listening to the meaning of Mu Yichen's words, it seemed that he wanted to ridicule her or remind her.

In reality, she will never be a real room, only in the short moment of the game, she has this opportunity.

In fact, there is no need for him to remind her that she has never moved, such unrealistic thoughts.

Therefore, she secretly pondered that the setting of the two male characters is relatively safer.

So, just came up with such a way.

No, her careful thought was seen through again.

"It turns out that you prefer the story of two men.

Do you think the stage of ‘picking up soap’ is more exciting? So you want me to follow you? He touched his chin, glanced over her beautiful figure, and said thoughtfully, "Although I haven't tried it, since you are interested, I can reluctantly cooperate with you once. "

"Well, actually, if you think about it carefully, the fairy tale of the prince and princess is pretty good. Don't change it, it's troublesome."

Zhao Donghan laughed dryly, and quickly pulled the words back.

This man has no lower limit, and she can't stand it.

Alas, the setting she had come up with was pretty good, but his explanation was crooked.

"Since you have no objections, then we will begin."

The man sat on the edge of the bed gracefully, put the skirt aside in his hand, and reached out to unbutton her shirt.

"Mu Yichen, what do you want to do?"

She immediately pulled away his hand and tried to shrink her body back.

"Of course I will change your clothes.

I want to **** you, but I can't. "The movement of his hand paused, and his brow furrowed. A low and dull voice sounded in her ear, "Besides, what did you call me just now?" "

"Mu Yichen, what's the matter?"

She bent her eyes and blurted out.

"Change this name." He ordered strongly, in a cold tone that she could not refute. "What we play is a game, it's a'married life', not a'two strangers'.

Which woman have you seen who calls her husband like this after marriage? "