Mr. He’s Daily Affections - Chapter 1191

“Also… it doesn’t count. I did not have a blood relationship with my father, but, my father said, he would still treat me as a daughter…” she said in a naughty voice.

Pei Yuanchen took a deep breath.

Sure enough, he knew that the woman would not fall into the situation of betrayal. No one was willing to do this to her unless she asked for it.

She really decided him!

She knew exactly what the consequences would be if she did this, but she chose to do it even if she was bullied and excluded.

However, even if she knew at the beginning that she was just forcing him to show up, I am afraid that she could not bear the woman to continue to abuse herself.

Thinking of this, Pei Yuanchen’s heart is very complicated. There is anger and annoyance, but the most is distressed.

Seeing that he had not spoken for a long time, Zi Yi raised his eyes secretly to observe his expression.

Seeing him still expressionless, she was guilty and scared, holding his waist and said: “Uncle Xiaobao, don’t be angry… big deal, big deal, I’ll let you hit…”

When Pei Yuanchen heard the word, the anger in his heart was replaced by another kind of fire.

His eyes darkened: “What did you just say?”

“That’s… that…” she blushed.

“Bump?” He repeated the word, suddenly laughing.

It’s quite appropriate to describe it this way. He recalled that his body was tight again.

But before that, she still had to let her know.

“He Ziyi, he will not be allowed to hurt himself again in the future.” He squeezed her face, with a warning look, “It’s a very stupid way to expect others to distress you by making him miserable!”

She smiled a little cunningly: “But you just love me…”

Pei Yuanchen’s eyes dimmed, holding her tun to hug her: “Yes, I not only love you but also hurt you well.”

Ziyi probably realized the danger, and his eyes were round again, pitiful: “Uncle Xiaobao.”

The man glanced at her and ignored her.

He took her back to the living room, looked around, and finally placed her on the table.

Ziyi didn’t wear anything underneath. After he put it on the table, she yelled, “It’s so ice!”

Pei Yuanchen held her up, put her hands underneath to cushion her, and then squeezed between her legs, tightly pressed against her body: “So?”

“No ice, but it’s so strange…” She moved anxiously.

“No disturbances,” he said in a mute voice, lowering his head and pecking on her lips.

One click was not enough, he pecked again for the second time, the third time…

The fire at the bottom of my heart also grew stronger.

“Uncle Xiaobao, really do…” She bit her lip.

“Really hurts?” His eyes dimmed.

She nodded like garlic.

“Why don’t you know what to say when you hurt?” His tone blamed a little.

This silly woman, no matter how scared, did not call, as if he was afraid to stop.

“Later, I told you to stop, but you ignored me…” she said aggrievedly.

Pei Yuanchen frowned.

…It seems that there is such a thing, but at that time, how could he stop.

What’s more, he has been dealing with yy for a long time, and he can’t wait to eat her in countless poses.

“Don’t you feel comfortable at all?” he asked hoarsely, with a tone of annoyance and disbelief.

Ziyi thought for a while and whispered, “It’s a little comfortable…but it hurts too much.”

I can’t feel the pain when I feel the pain.