The full-level flirt is wild and sassy

Top floor bedroom.

The black and white staggered decoration is spotless, and the moment you step in, you can feel the coldness and numbness reflected in every detail.

There was an old doll doll on the big bed.

That was bought by Ming Yao's mother back then.

She knew that during the years when she was captured and trafficked to East Africa, Fu Xianshi barely fell asleep holding this doll.

Orbital, not by pantothenic acid.

If...if she hadn't been trafficked to East Africa and experienced those inhuman tortures, she wouldn't be extremely insecure, and she wouldn't easily sink into the warmth and affection given to her by the Ming family, so much so that she betrayed Fu Xian Bei made a death contract since childhood.

"Shake, do you want a hug?"

The shadow above his head fell, and the man's worried voice slowly fell.

Shallowly, lightly.

Dispelled the resentment and hatred ignited in her heart.

Looking up, showing a smile, "Wash and hug~"

"Okay, wash and hug." The man lovingly scratched the tip of her delicate nose.

He knew what she remembered.

But he didn't ask anything.

The person who 'stealed' her back then has not been found yet.

However, he swears that these people must be smashed into pieces!
Ming Yao took the man's arm and walked into the bathroom.

While turning on the shower, the man had already taken off his clothes and thrown them into the trash can.

dirty.

Ming Yao's back felt warm, and she lowered her eyes, falling on the hands that were covering her belly.

Her hand, lightly covering it.

"A Xian."

"Ok?"

The man's lips, little by little, moved on the back of her neck.

Bring up, trembling layer by layer.

Ming Yao couldn't hold back, and flinched a bit.

The man's lips gradually became hot, filled with blatant desire.

"The Fu family..."

"in spite of."

The man stopped and stood under the shower, but adjusted the temperature and let the cold water drench on his body.

Ming Yao was very worried.

Although his health is not as bad as outsiders know, it is not so good that he can take a cold shower.

"Don't worry about the Fu family, they still think I'm struggling to survive abroad."

Sensing Ming Yao's worry, the man turned up the water temperature again.

Water mist gradually enveloped the bathroom.

Dense pupils, the world has become hazy.

Ming Yao pursed his lips, "Who else knows about your arrest of Fu Sichen?"

"I know, I have gone to see God."

After hearing this, Ming Yao breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good!"

After a pause, he said again, "I will tamper with the IP address of the live broadcast, and I won't let the Fu family find this place."

After hearing Ming Yao's words, the man slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.

His little Chitose was protecting himself.

Good fun!
"Shake."

"Ok?"

"It's not clean."

I'm so sorry.

Ming Yao, "..."

"You said, you want to wash it for me. Little liar!"

Ming Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, stepped forward two steps, squeezed out the shower gel, and wiped it on his arms bit by bit.

The man is happy, like a little friend who got a little red flower in the kindergarten.

……

This night, Fu Xianbei naturally refused to let Ming Yao go back to Ming's house.

He hugged Ming Yao, and the two of them curled up, like small shrimps, absorbing the only sense of security they wanted.

One hand fell on her hair habitually, enjoying the comfort of the smooth hair sliding across the fingertips.

"Shake, they bully you."

Ming Yao hooked his slender fingers, and smiled casually, "It's okay, I'll take care of it."

"But I feel bad."

Ming Yao's heart was as warm as the scorching sun, "Brother, wait for me. Wait until I clean them up, okay?"

"it is good."

"My little Chitose, good night."