Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Fu Yan's heart beat fast, Huo Minzheng was going crazy again!

Without hesitation, she held the doorknob and pulled it back. Unexpectedly, Huo Minzheng's other hand directly grasped her chin. She felt her eyes go dark, and the overwhelming kisses were crushing her crazily.

"Let go..." Fu Yan gritted his teeth and refused to let go, resistance leaking out from between his teeth.

The man pinched it skillfully with his fingers.

She screamed in pain and opened her mouth, giving him an opportunity.

The tip of her tongue was numb and sore from his agitation. Fu Yan whimpered and clenched her fists to hit him hard. However, his chest was as solid as an iron wall and she couldn't even scream even half a minute with her strength.

She wanted to kick with her feet, but the hem of the fishtail skirt was too low and she couldn't lift her feet high. She kicked her feet a few times and rubbed Huo Mingzheng's trouser legs painlessly, making the flames grow stronger and stronger.

Sensing that she was about to repeat her old tricks, Huo Minzheng tightened his grip on her chin and opened the distance between them by a few centimeters.

"Want to bite me again?" There was water on his thin lips. After finishing speaking, he leaned over and kissed her again.

Fu Yan tilted his head, and his kiss fell on the small mole at the end of her eye.

Huo Minzheng bit him viciously, and Fu Yan dodged in pain, but was imprisoned in his arms again.

"Huo Mingzheng, you bastard!" She struggled like crazy, trying to make some noise, but he would be wary.

But the clerk outside the dressing room has long since disappeared.

Shen Wei was in the changing room in the other direction. There was a thick curtain in the middle. She could neither see nor hear the banging sounds coming from the dressing room.

Huo Mingzheng kissed her, and his other hand went back from her waist, climbed up her back, and easily pulled the zipper down.

The unfixed skirt fell under the weight.

Fu Yan felt cold all over.

In order to look good in the skirt, she took off her shoulder straps. At this moment, the black half-cup bra couldn't be held back and expanded outwards.

Fu Yan was well taken care of by Song Qingshuang. Her skin was delicate, creamy and slightly pink. She was as beautiful as a handicraft without a single flaw.

When she heard Huo Minzheng's breathing getting heavier and his fingers going down from her chin, her brain exploded.

"Miss Fu, Miss Shen asked you if you are okay?"

Suddenly there was a sound outside the door.

Fu Yan froze up and broke into cold sweat.

There was a door between the clerk and her. Without this door, her flushed face would have been clearly visible.

"Uh!" Fu Yan bit his lip and held Huo Mingzheng's troublesome hand.

"Miss Fu, what's wrong with you?" The clerk knocked on the door directly.

Fu Yan's breathing was rapid and panicked.

She had never asked Huo Mingzheng for anything. At this moment, she looked at him with pleading eyes, hoping that he would just stop.

But she didn't expect that Huo Minzheng not only didn't stop, but whispered in her ear: "You are the most seductive like this."

Fu Yan's face turned red quickly, not from shame, but from shame.

"Miss Fu?"

Fu Yan was quick to think, "It's almost done. You, please ask Miss Shen to come over and take a look."

The clerk's footsteps gradually became distant.

A low laugh seemed to escape from Huo Mingzheng's throat.

There was an inexplicable panic in her heart, and the watery eyes reflected Huo Minzheng's dangerous eyes, as if they were dragging people down into the abyss.

"Fu Yan, do you know that you are seeking death? You think I won't dare do anything to you when Shen Wei comes over, right?"

"I haven't answered you last night. It's not that I can't afford it, but that I haven't had enough fun."

His lips pressed against her forehead, every word, as if touching her heart.

Crazed and collapsed.

……

When Shen Wei came over, Fu Yan was being held down by Huo Minzheng in front of the dressing mirror. He didn't really possess her, but teased her inch by inch, trying to break her defense.

"Xiaoyan, are you okay?" Shen Wei knocked on the door.

There was a strange sound coming from the door, and she knocked again, "Xiao Yan?"

Fu Yan groaned and covered it with the back of his hand, "The skirt... it doesn't fit me. I was about to take it off... Come on."

"Okay, take it off slowly, and I'll wait for A Zheng. He went out to answer the phone and hasn't come back yet."

Shen Wei left.

Fu Yan didn't dare to relax, and Huo Minzheng refused to let her go.

The man's fingertips rubbed the mole at the corner of her eye. When she was crying on the bed, the mole was stained with water and had an alluring smell.

It gives rise to thoughts of destruction.

Also at this moment.

He whispered seductively: "You are not allowed to go on blind dates again in the future."

……

After Fu Yan finished tidying up, he left the fitting room and told the clerk to leave first and ask them to tell Shen Weiyi.

The clerk saw that her face was flushed, and her delicate lips seemed to have been severely ravaged.

Several people looked at each other.

After leaving the brand store, Fu Yan's legs were weak and he stumbled and almost fell.

Cao Fang followed her, "Miss Fu, Mr. Huo asked me to take you home."

Fu Yan doesn't want to see anyone related to Huo Mingzheng at all now!

She knew she shouldn't express her anger, but she could only keep her face expressionless and said, "I'll do it myself."

"Mr. Huo said your driving skills are poor and unsafe."

Fu Yan: "..."

Well, she has nothing to say.

She turned around and looked through the window. In the center of the bright lights, Huo Minzheng was sitting on the sofa, flipping through a fashion magazine, as dignified and ascetic as if the crazy man in the dressing room before was not him.

She glanced at the paper bag in Cao Fang's hand, and she knew which skirt it was without looking at it.

Shen Wei changed into her dress and came out. When she heard Fu Yan left, a meaningful look flashed in her eyes.

"Azheng, what do you think of this skirt? You went to answer the phone just now and I tried on another one. I wasn't very satisfied with it."

She pulled the hem of her skirt and spun around in place, with a happy smile on her face.

Huo Minzheng hummed and put down the magazine, "Try it slowly, I have something to do first."

"A Zheng..." Shen Wei's heart dropped, and her tone couldn't tell whether she was complaining or angry, "Grandpa said you would try on clothes with me."

She has always been an arrogant eldest lady, she has always let others down, so why do they have to let others down in the middle?

She tugged on Huo Mingzheng's sleeve, almost getting engaged, and she felt that this move was not excessive.

Huo Minzheng brushed her hand away quietly, looked at her with calm eyes, and said softly: "Be obedient."

Shen Wei knew that Huo Minzheng was in his current position, the head of the Huo family, one of Nancheng's most powerful and powerful families, and that a man with such wealth and power was somewhat masculine.

I don't like being restrained the most in my life, especially women.

If he wants her to be obedient, then she can do it.

Immediately putting on a smiling face, Shen Wei said in a reasonable manner, "Then go ahead and I will send you a photo."

Shen Wei looked at his back, her eyes falling on the two to three centimeter scratches on the back of his hand. They were clear, like fingernail scratches, and there were none before.

She suddenly clenched her fists, and the smile on her face cracked inch by inch, turning into a strong reluctance.

Just now, she heard it at the door of the fitting room.

After getting in the car, the driver asked: "Mr. Huo, why don't you go back to your old home?"

The carriage was dark. Huo Mingzheng glanced at the seat opposite him, stroking his jade ring finger. The woman's muffled laughter could still be heard in his ears.

He said coldly: "Go to the fencing club on Huahe Road."