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Wen Yunyu vented his desires and hatred for the Huo family in bed.

He had barely closed his eyes for 24 hours.

He tirelessly tossed Huo Xiaoli, but he was still empty.

Wen Yunyu on the bed and in reality are completely two people.

Wen Yunyu will always be a humble gentleman, calm and elegant in front of others.

He has fascinated thousands of women because of his calm and introverted temperament.

But who knows the murderous appearance of the women who are scrambling to climb into his bed?!

In bed, Wen Yunyu always has her own tricks.

Huo Xiaoli was tormented physically and mentally.

I also have to grit my teeth to keep myself from making a sound.

The door was open, and Aunt Zhao curled up in the corner outside the door.

But she didn't dare rush in......

……

When Aunt Zhao was making breakfast, Wen Yunyu walked down from the second floor like a gust of wind.

Wen Yunyu had already changed her clothes.

The handmade dark gray suit on his body before was gone, and most of it was still on the floor in Huo Xiaoli's room.

Wen Yunyu wore a dark shirt with vertical stripes, and the black suit hung in the crook of his arm.

When Aunt Zhao came out of the kitchen, Wen Yunyu strode past her after tying the cuffs of her shirt.

"Sir, don't you have to skip breakfast before you go?" Aunt Zhao asked cautiously.

Wen Yunyu didn't look at her, nor did she answer her inquiry, and said in an indifferent tone: "Throw all the wine out of the house, I don't want to see her drunk again the next time I come." ”

After saying that, he left the villa without looking back.

Aunt Zhao looked through the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room and watched Wen Yunyu get into her car, and then she was relieved.

Seeing that Wen Yunyu's car had already left, she turned around and ran to the second floor.

In front of Huo Xiaoli's room, Aunt Zhao stopped.

The floor was littered with Huo Xiaoli's pajamas and Wen Yunyu's shirts and trousers.

Huo Xiaoli was lying naked on the bed, quiet as if he was out of breath.

It wasn't until Aunt Zhao walked over and saw that she was still looking at the roof with her eyes open that her heart fell.

Aunt Zhao gently covered Huo Xiaoli with the quilt stained with red wine.

She knew that Huo Xiaoli was reluctant to speak at this time, so she picked up her clothes and pants with a lot of eyes and prepared to go out quietly.

When Aunt Zhao was about to get up with the ball of clothes and pants, Huo Xiaoli finally spoke.

Huo Xiaoli stared fixedly at the set of valuable chandeliers on the roof of the shed, and said, "Aunt Zhao, will you also look down on me?" ”

Huo Xiaoli asked such a sentence, so that Aunt Zhao didn't know how to answer.

Aunt Zhao slowly turned around, looked at Huo Xiaoli, who was still lying motionless, and said, "Miss Huo, Mr. Wen has grown up watching me since I was a child, and I know that he has your ...... in his heart."

Hearing this, Huo Xiaoli suddenly laughed.

I'm afraid that even Aunt Zhao herself doesn't believe it, but she wants to comfort her?

She couldn't stop laughing, she couldn't help herself.

Seeing Huo Xiaoli smiling like a magic barrier, Aunt Zhao's face turned white with fright.

She was really afraid that one day, Huo Xiaoli would not be able to bear it, and she would be forced into a psychopath by Wen Yunyu.

After Huo Xiaoli had laughed enough, she closed her eyes quietly again and said to Aunt Zhao: "Aunt Zhao, I want to sleep for a while, don't disturb me, okay?" ”

Aunt Zhao looked at her with a distressed expression.

After a moment, she nodded and walked out.

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