The Supreme Emperor's Toy Girl

Chi Huanyan seems to be really asleep. She didn't want to wake up all the way to the top floor suite by holding her in the elevator, which also proves her deep dependence on him, right?

She trusted him and gave herself to him, which made her sleep so deep.

He Zhengting thought that he was in a good mood. After carrying her into the room, he put her down and bent down to help her take off her shoes.

It's his first time to do it, but he's so familiar with it. He's a man of great stature, but he doesn't have any idea of male chauvinism. He thinks it's shameless to help a woman take off her shoes.

Instead, after helping her take off her stockings, she couldn't help squinting.

Her feet are so beautiful, white and tender.

The toes are naturally spread out. The nails are round and powdery. It's a good place to look at. I don't even walk much.

He Zhengting suddenly thinks of Chi Huanyan's lazy and homely style. Once he lets her run, it can kill her! I almost cried!

What a lazy little guy.

He laughed silently, involuntarily touched the thin white wrist of Chi Huan Yan, and his heart was soft. -

chi Huanyan got stuck in the quilt and rubbed it. When he touched her, she woke up slightly and opened her misty eyes. After seeing he Zhengting for a long time, she slowly asked, "what are you doing, he Zhengting?"

"Nothing."

"Yes? "

chi Huanyan vaguely felt that he was coaxing her, but he couldn't find any questions, so he stopped asking, but continued to ask.

"But where are we now?"

Asked while half squinting his eyes, to look around, Chi Huanyan is really unable to identify, mumble, do not know what to say.

Maybe even she didn't know it, after all, she really cried after drunk!

There's no way to take her seriously!

He patted her on the ankle, and he whispered to her in a quiet voice: "sleep."

It's his style that is so crisp and neat. In fact, it's quite tough, but Chi Huanyan was immediately coaxed.

Nodding, she said lazily, "well, good."

After that, she closed her eyes again, and at the same time, she opened her hands and asked he Zhengting to help her take off her skirt.

The atmosphere was so warm that he Zhengting could not help but relax his usual habit of not showing his mind.

He has never taken care of people, although the action is strange, but it is very natural.

It's just so easy to take off her skirt, but it's not easy at all.

After all, he really wanted her for a long time, it was hard to bear, but she showed up in front of him so unprepared that it was hard for him to exhaust his self-control!

Don't open your eyes, he Zhengting constantly recites various stock data of the company in his heart.

Cold data, obviously the best way to turn off the engine, but for him, it has no effect at all, in the end -

stop!

Extremely difficult to take back the line of sight, hold the dark eyes, so easy to put Chi Huanyan into the quilt, he Zhengting himself is also hot enough.

He didn't know how to take care of people. He did his best, but Chi Huanyan suddenly snorted and kicked.

Quickly grasp her ankle, he Zhengting secretly scolded a heartless little bastard.

A little bastard who has no conscience late can't quote. He was caught in the palm of he Zhengting's hand and earned his feet for a while. Then he ignored it and fell asleep again.

"I'll deal with you when I wake up."

He Zhengting put down his cruel words, and he really thought so.

It's just that the voice, as light as it needs to be, is not so much a threat as a connivance.

Deep down in his heart, he had spoiled her for a long time. How could he be willing to deal with her?

But after we've established a relationship, it's time to deal with her in that way.

Stand up and decide to leave first, go outside to blow a cool wind, not so impulsive again.

But who knows, just stepped, the sleeve was pulled by a hand.

"Well, don't go."

Chi Huanyan suddenly spoke.

The curtain didn't pull. The night sky outside the window was dark blue. The moonlight sent out soft light. It came in and fell in the room without light.

Under such soft light, she also appears more gentle.

He Zhengting bent down, almost dumb voice asked: "how to wake up?"

"I..."

When he opened his eyes in a daze, he happened to run into the gaze of he Zhengting, who was staring at him. If his eyes were as deep as the ocean, Chi Huanyan's heart was a jump.

Subconsciously, he grasped the hand of he Zhengting and showed a particularly lazy smile: "he Zhengting? Why are you here? Warm the bed? "

I'm really drunk. I was talking to myself a few minutes ago. Why did I ask again?He Zhengting decided not to take drunk seriously.

Especially now he can't hear ambiguous words, can only force himself to calm down, to pinch Chi Huanyan's face: "drunk don't speak."

"What drunk? I'm not drunk... "

Drunk people don't admit they are drunk.

He Zhengting didn't bother to worry about her either. He just slipped to her mouth and finally pinched her tightly with a little force.

In this way of force, she would not be allowed to speak, which would add fuel to the fire.

He himself is particularly overbearing, said: "close your eyes, calm point, sleep with you, otherwise I really can't bear it."

"No, no, no..." Chi Huanyan, whose mouth is pinched, can't produce standard notes, just such a sound.

He Zhengting felt a kind of abnormal pleasure in his heart. He enjoyed the pity that she was subdued by him, especially her big watery eyes. They looked at her pitiful coquetry and almost begged to let her go and let her talk.

He's better!

The corners of the mouth are evil from a smile, from holding her to leave the restaurant has been the existence of repression, finally a little loose.

The low Mou stares at the late Huan Yan, if he has to seem to have no of smile next: "how, ask me to endure what?"

"No!" Mm-hmm!

"Endure not to pick you, endure not to do you!"

Yes, he was enduring these, from the moment she took the initiative to sit in his arms, he was enduring!

Everything she did in the car, with heat, was going to ignite his stupid fire.

To be honest, it's not easy for him to bear up to now and even take care of her.

Perhaps, before she had more peace, he had more suffering!

How warm the atmosphere is, how turbulent his fire is!

Too hard! -

in ordinary times, Chi Huan's face would have been red.

But not at the moment.

I don't know if it's because she's drunk, her brain is dull, or she hasn't woken up at all. She doesn't feel that he's so exclusive. She just looks at him blankly, and he's a little closer to herself. His eyes are so beautiful, long and narrow, and deep. If he looks at them like this, he can suck away her whole soul.