"Su Mohan - I hate you......"

"It is said that hate is a kind of love, and I don't mind if you hate a little more......"

"So, you want me to love you?"

Concubine Ye's rhetorical question made Su Mohan stunned, and he was a little confused for a while.

Love?

Does he want this woman to love him?

Shaking his head, Su Mohan only thought it was a joke, and worked harder and harder.

Concubine Ye clutched his back, her delicate nails left red scratches on it, but he seemed to have inexhaustible strength, and no matter how much Concubine Ye begged for mercy, he would never let her go.

Half an hour later, Concubine Ye was almost about to collapse, this man was clearly deliberately torturing her, she was simply a bastard......

"Woo...... Su Mohan, I was wrong, I knew I was wrong... I really know it's wrong, and I'll never dare again! ”

Seeing her crying like a flower cat, he raised his hand to wipe away a drop of her tears, and pecked lightly on her red and swollen little mouth: "Since you know it's wrong, can you talk about what Ben Shao is worthy of your dislike?" ”

Concubine Ye was stunned, her hazy teary eyes were slightly dull, as if she didn't know what he was talking about.

Su Mohan's eyes darkened, Concubine Ye hurriedly grabbed his arm, and muttered, "Don't... I say! I said......"

"You'd better take the opportunity while I still want to hear it." Su Mohan said lightly.

After waiting for a while, Su Mohan never heard the slightest answer, looked up, and found that this little thing had fallen asleep with his head tilted.

Slightly stunned, I looked at the time, eleven twenty-five.

Gently moved away from her, looked at Concubine Ye, who still had tears on her face, reached out and touched her little mouth, and then couldn't help but cover it with a peck again.

Su Mohan shook his head, wondering if he was crazy!

But inexplicably, when he sees this little thing, he will have infinite desires.

I got up and took a shower in the bathroom, and when I came out, I found that her little face was like a cat, and her delicate makeup had been painted earlier, so she frowned, turned around and went to the bathroom to throw a hot towel, and sat on the edge of the bed to help her wipe her poor little face.

After throwing the towel three times, her soul-like face revealed its original clear and white skin, and he didn't understand how he could still go down in the face of this ghost-like face before.

I was going to throw away the towel and go to sleep, but my eyes swept to the bruised kiss marks on her body, and I couldn't help but carry the person directly to the bathroom and gently help her clean it.

"Damn, it's just a matter of finding fault for yourself!"

Su Mohan looked at the snow-white body in the water with some irritability, but after looking at the sleeping Concubine Ye, he took a few deep breaths and endured it, quickly helped her clean it and threw it back directly on the bed, and finally, he didn't forget to take a bath towel to wrap her hair.

Turning off the light in the room until there was only a dim night light, he resigned himself to the toilet and took a cold shower.

When he was busy and it was already midnight, Su Mohan sat on the sofa and took out a cigarette, then turned on the lighter, looked at the woman on the bed, and put the cigarette on the ashtray again, and did not smoke it again.

Is it ridiculous?

He, Su Mohan, would personally serve a woman......

Help her wipe her face, help her take a bath, and even wronged herself for her!

It's ridiculous!

Su Mohan opened a book with some irritability and read it through the dim small lamp, but after reading a few lines, he couldn't help but think of his physical needs because he was afraid of waking her up and not wanting to smoke, and even for fear of waking her up to sleep!