The dumb wife died with hatred, and she was not obedient after rebirth

Huo Yixiu looked at her for a long while.

Ling Zhao was waiting for his answer.

The two looked at each other, without any sparks, but in a silent struggle and confrontation. Ling Zhao unconsciously clenched his fingers.

She said too much and exposed his "ten-year plan". She didn't know what this man would do to her when he got angry and humiliated.

"Even if you can't speak, you still have a lot to say." The man's voice was low and suppressed, and his eyes were deep. Ling Zhao could almost hear the sound of him grinding his teeth.

She thought of what he had done to her the last few times he got angry, and quickly jumped out of bed, glaring at him defensively.

Huo Yixiu looked at her coldly as she fled to the sofa, and curled the corners of his lips in sarcasm.

You have the courage to go out with other men, the courage to bargain with him, and the courage to make him angry. Now you remember to be afraid, isn’t it too late?

Ling Zhao stared at him, swallowed, and glanced at the door.

I can't share a bedroom with him anymore!

As soon as the man made the slightest movement, Ling Zhao ran away, grabbed the door handle and jumped out like a rabbit.

Huo Yixiu jumped off the bed, but only had time to touch the corner of her clothes and almost fell down.

The door slammed shut, and Ling Zhao wasted no time grabbing the door handle to play tug-of-war with him.

She couldn't compete with him in strength.

But Huo Yixiu didn't give her much time to breathe. Before she could escape to the next room, the man chased her out.

Ling Zhao ran wildly barefoot, the hem of her red pajamas fluttering around her ankles and her hair bouncing on her shoulders, creating a sense of beauty teasing the king.

Especially when she turned around to look for Huo Yixiu, that glance back was as beautiful as a charming elf.

The man narrowed his eyes, and a hint of madness and scarlet appeared in his dark eyes.

run?

See where she can go.

The villa was too big and there were many places to hide, but the man was chasing her too closely. Every time Ling Zhao tried to hide in the next room, he would catch up with her and almost caught her several times.

As she ran, Ling Zhao seemed to get more interested. She no longer just sought a room to hide in. She ran upstairs. The man chased her and blocked her in the stairwell. She climbed the railing and pretended to jump downstairs.

He didn't dare, so he could only step back and leave a passage for her to escape.

Ling Zhao turned around and ran into the elevator, pressing the first floor button without thinking twice.

Huo Yixiu ran to the first floor to block her, but Ling Zhao moved to the second floor and came out from the second floor. When Huo Yixiu was waiting at the elevator door, she ran to the third floor again.

Huo Yixiu stopped the elevator, blocking her from taking the shortcut.

She slid down the stairs on the handrail, and he only had time to hook the hem of her skirt. Ling Zhao landed perfectly and made a face at the man who was standing on the landing at the corner of the stairs, panting.

The man sneered and didn't give her much time to feel proud. He rushed down the stairs in two steps.

Ling Zhao opened his mouth and took a breath of cold air, then grabbed the hem of his skirt and ran out.

Beads of sweat dripped down his feet and he almost slipped on the smooth floor, so he had to run while tumbling and crawling.

The gate opened, and outside was the villa compound. The grass was soft and cool, and it felt a little itchy when I scratched the soles of my feet. I escaped to the cobblestone path, and the soles of my feet hurt more than when I stepped on a massage mat.

She ran and jumped, and Huo Yixiu was not much better than her.

But strangely, the two men did not leave the cobblestone path. After running for a long distance, Ling Zhao glanced at the other half of the cobblestone road, jumped lightly, and jumped onto the bluestone slab.

It was cold, hard, and uneven, only slightly better than cobblestone.

The floor lamps were emitting dim light. In another villa next door, someone was drinking and admiring the moonlight on the rooftop. Glancing down inadvertently, he saw a man and a woman chasing each other.

Women are as nimble as mountain deer, while men are like white wolves teasing their prey.

So romantic?

The man leaned on the guardrail to admire it.

When did such a fun-loving couple move in next door?

Ling Zhao couldn't run anymore. She supported herself on her knees and gasped for breath. The man pressed forward step by step, and every step seemed to step on her heart.

He's going to eat me!

She panicked and turned around to run, but her legs seemed to be tangled and her body tilted and she fell into the koi pond.

With a splash, water splashed everywhere, and several frightened fish jumped out of the water.

Ling Zhao dodged in fear. More fish jumped up and splashed water all over her face. Then, under the dim moonlight, a red-scaled koi flew over her head. Its scales sparkled like a dream.

The koi fish actually crossed the middle bridge and jumped into the pond on the other side.

Ling Zhao was stunned and didn't check for a moment, so Huo Yixiu hugged him from behind.

She turned around and was still standing there in a daze.

Regardless of being held by him, Ling Zhao turned around and gestured to him excitedly; [Didn’t you see? That fish jumped over! ]

Of course Huo Yixiu saw it when he went into the water.

And he came down when she was dodging because of the fish fright.

The man glanced at the other side of the pool, it was interesting.

But compared to the beautiful scenery just now, he cared more about the beautiful scenery in front of him.

The wet woman's skin was dazzlingly white, and the red silk nightgown stuck to her body, forming a strong contrast between red and white.

In his eyes, she was a red-tailed mermaid.

"Mrs. Huo, have you had enough fun?" The man's voice was low and hoarse, with a magnetic tone.

Ling Zhao understood his look too well.

She paddled back, but before she left his side, he grabbed her arm. With a force, he pulled her to his side, holding her tightly against his body.

The water in the pool was cold, but his body was hot.

Ling Zhao was half in the water and half in the sea of ​​fire.

The school of fish circled around the two of them. As Ling Zhao was caressed and sucked by them, her neck tilted back. The falling water droplets blurred her eyes. The dim moonlight reflected a rainbow of colors.

Huo Yixiu kissed her for a while, and when she was dazed, he looked up at the roof of the villa next door.

Someone was holding a wine glass and saluting him by handing it to him.

With a splash, the man carried the woman out of the pool and walked into the house.

A series of wet footprints were left on the bluestone slabs.

In the bathroom, Huo Yixiu turned on the faucet, put Ling Zhao in, and then stepped in himself.

It is hard to tell whether the water temperature rises automatically or due to their intensity.

After a while, the clothes of the two people floated on the water, but were quickly beaten away by the man's movements.

Ling Zhao was confused and obsessed. It must be said that men are becoming more and more advanced in this aspect.

She almost rolled her eyes in pleasure, but opened them the next second in grievance.

The man did not move, but looked at her quietly: "Mrs. Huo, do you want to restore your voice?"

Ling Zhao's mind was in a mess at this moment, and he nodded in a daze. Did he finally agree?

The man's voice was extremely suppressed: "Your exchange is not enough."

Ling Zhao was confused: [What else do you want? ]

"Pleasure me." He pulled out.

Ling Zhao blinked slowly, and a drop of water slid down from her brow.

He leaned back, resting his head on the edge of the bathtub. She looked at the smooth pink skin of the man in front of her, and he was patiently unwilling to give her the expectant look that was waiting for her to make her own move.

Ling Zhao was bewitched both physically and psychologically.

Throwing her body forward, the movement of swimming shook the water once again, she found his lips and kissed him.

From his lips to his Adam's apple, slowly moving downward until his head sank into the water...

The man tilted his head back and groaned, then scooped her out with his large hands and entangled himself with her fiercely.

He whispered in her ear: "Ling Zhao, remember what you promised..."