The wife of a powerful family: Huo Shao, how dare you flirt with me

Very good, this is another man.

"You did something that made me very unhappy today, Yang Xiaoxi, do you know what was wrong?" He reached out and loosened his tie, slowly.

"I ... what did I do wrong?" She held her forehead subconsciously, and soon became quite awake.

Seeing she was still ignorant, An Shaoxi smiled on his lips: "You said, if you can't say it ... you will be punished."

"How ... penalty?"

After drunkenness, his mind was almost blank.

How to punish? This is a question that makes him worth pondering.

His eyes narrowed, and he reached over to turn her all over, ignoring her screams. He randomly found a few of his ties and tied the woman to the bed.

Realizing that something was wrong, Yang Xi began to struggle.

"what are you doing?"

"Of course it punishes you."

If you do n’t know who the other party is, you dare to drink with others. It seems that he is too accustomed to her. He does n’t know how to write the word “sinister”.

Not at all alert, do you really think everyone is like him?

Do n’t learn now, but wait until something happens later.

Thinking about it this way, the danger exposed by An Shaoji's eyes spread around.

Yang Xi felt that his hips were suddenly re-slapped. The man squinted and raised his palms relentlessly. Yang Xi only felt the hot pain in his hips.

Stuck a few times, only to find that he was pumping his own ass!

This man is really unremarkable, and she was actually domesticated!

"An Shaoji, you are perverted! Let me go!"

The imprisoned Yang Xi's tears were painful, and her pain was repeated. An Shaosi's lip corner was torn, his face still did not mean a little relief.

Another slap hit her on the buttocks, and her buttocks were hot. Yang Xi has not been beaten since he was a child, and feels much less than torture. Instead of stopping, he continued, and seemed to be willing to pull her **** to flower.

"Secretary An, you will let me go and I will call the police!"

She didn't know how this man suddenly became so violent, she was still very gentle to herself before. But now it looks like a black-faced king, no way to show mercy.

Yang Xi was finally frightened by his slap. He curled up in the quilt and cried out, petite body lying on the bed.

The original fierce look is now pitiful. I thought that this man would finally have a little sympathy or something, but even if he was so pitiful, the man actually slapped it on her hips again, but with a little less strength.

It hurts, it really hurts,

This time Yang Xi cried out completely: "It hurts, it hurts me! An Shaoji, you conscience, don't touch your mother ..."

"Do you know what's wrong?" An Shaoji narrowed her eyes and finally moved her palms a little. Her palms pressed her hips slightly hard, and she heard hissing.

"I know I'm wrong, An Shaoxi, let me go."

He patted her gently, without any distress: "What's wrong?"

Seeing that she didn't speak, she only knew that she was crying, and An Shaoji slap again, and Yang Xi kept lying on the quilt, crying, only to feel that his buttocks had to be beaten by him.

Damn man, I don't know Li Xiangxiyu at all.

Grievances flooded in my heart, and I hated this guy who used violence against himself.

Violent, unreasonable, bastard!

"I was wrong to eat with Wang Jun, I will never again ..."

Despite all kinds of reluctance in his heart, he still begged for mercy.