Master Gu, Madam, She is Pretending To Be Pitiful Again

   Chapter 94 Dog man, slap in the face!

  Mingyao's stomach pressed against his shoulder blade, causing her to cry out "Ah" in pain.

   "What about the soul?" It made his bones brittle.

  Mingyao was wronged, "Are you a little too rude?"

   "You are not worthy of my gentleness."

  Mingyao, "Can I still go out and find other men as an antidote?"

   As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Mao was severely slapped by the man.

The crisp sound of    made Ming Yao startled. After being shocked, his buttocks felt numb.

   "Gu Siting, I've never been beaten like this before, I'll bite you to death..." She opened her mouth and took a bite towards his back.

   Gu Siye, who was bitten again, said, "Are you a dog?"

   "You are a dog, dog man!"

   "No swearing."

   "I'll scold you, dog man dog man dog man—"

  Clap clap clap!

  Qiao Mao was slapped three times in a row.

  Mingyao was really hurt by being beaten. If she hadn't had the strength to fight him now, she would have beaten him to his knees and called her auntie.

   "Are you still scolding?"

  Mingyao choked, "Who told you to hit me first?"

   "If you want me to be your antidote, you'll be safe. Why haven't you started screaming?"

  Mingyao, "..."

  Sister Zhong heard the movement and came to the living room to take a look.

   Seeing that Gu Siting was wet against Ming Yao who was also wet, she was shocked.

   The fourth master is holding his wife on his shoulders?

them--

   Sister Zhong hurriedly covered her eyes and turned back to the servant's room.

   In the affairs of the husband and wife, they are still less involved in the servants.

  Ming Yao was thrown onto the bed by Gu Siting.

   The clothes on his body were all wet, he raised his long fingers, unbuttoned his shirt, and walked towards the bathroom.

  Mingyao really doubted his own charm when he saw that he could bear it.

   "Husband, I'm so uncomfortable, do you want to wash together?"

  Gu Siting looked back at Ming Yao.

   He also endured uncomfortably, his jaw line was taut, and his long and narrow black eyes showed a scary scarlet color, just like the sea surface before a violent storm. It seemed calm and calm, but a huge vortex was rolled up under the water.

   Minghao looked at him for a split second, and he felt a kind of heart-pounding feeling.

   She could see the darkness hidden in his eyes.

   was completely different from the way he looked at her when she was just reborn.

   He now has ideas for her.

  Thinking back when he said she wouldn't take a second look even if she was naked, Ming Yao couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth.

  Dog man, slap in the face!

  Gu Siting had no illusion that the fox-like cunning and smug smile appeared on Ming Yao's face.

   The eyes he looked at her were so dark that it was like splashing ink, unable to see through a shred of light.

   He doesn't know what he thinks about her now, but he is sure of one thing. He wants to possess and destroy this woman, and at the same time, there are desires and other emotions that he can't sort out.

   This woman somehow gave him a sense of familiarity, as if she was someone who lived by his side.

   He didn't go to the bathroom anymore, but walked to the bedside and pushed the woman who was half leaning on the bedside.

   Before she could react, he kissed her hard.

   No skill, no pity, as if to vent his uncontrollable dissatisfaction from being hooked by her through this kiss.

  Her lips were very soft, and if there was a faint fragrance, she drilled it towards the tip of his nose.

   He knew that he was out of control.

   He hates this feeling of being out of control, but he can't help but indulge himself.

   He looked down at her, her eyes were hazy, but with a hint of clarity.

When    looked at him, his eyes were full, as if he was the only one.

   So beautiful, so attractive.

   Hooked people to the point of wanting to take over her completely.

   Maybe there was something wrong with the wine Yanxi poured for him, or maybe the night was too beautiful, and everything was developing in a direction beyond his control.

   He slid his palm through her long hair, pulled her closer, and then, completely—

   (end of this chapter)