Young Master Xing's Pillow Wife

There are definitely 100 million in this box!
Su Luobai paused for breath, before she realized what was going on, the woman beside her moved towards Xing Kun and put her arms around Xing Kun's neck.

"How does Young Master Xing like to play?"

Xing Kun sat on the sofa expressionlessly, his eyes seemed to fall on Su Luobai without making a sound.

　 After a while, he looked up at Su Luobai, and saw that the woman didn't react at all.

He narrowed his eyes, feeling a bit chilly, "Enough, I don't like being so impatient."

"Uh..." The woman stopped, and withdrew her hand in embarrassment, "Then there's no rush, let's drink first."

As she spoke, she leaned in Xing Kun's arms and poured wine into the man's cup.

Su Luobai pretended not to see all this, took a deep breath, and immediately smiled, "Since there is a beauty to accompany the wine, then I'll sing a song to cheer up Young Master Xing."

When he turned around, he didn't notice that Xing Kun's expression gradually sank under the sloshing wine-red liquid in the goblet.

It ran pretty fast.

On the karaoke machine, Su Luobai casually clicked a song, without paying attention to the title of the song.

Until the familiar music sounded, Su Luobai's hands that had just clenched the microphone were sweating coldly.

Coincidentally, this is the song Xing Kun sang when he confessed to himself.

It's too late to think about cutting songs.

Su Luobai could only bite the bullet and sing.

Her singing voice has always been clear and beautiful, which immediately attracted the people in the whole box, countless eyes fell on her slender figure, there was no lack of coveting and admiration.

Only in Xing Kun's deep eyes, it seemed that a storm was brewing, and streaks were instantly cracked on the side of the wine glass in his hand.

She doesn't deserve to sing this song!

Su Luobai had already fallen into the situation of the song, as if Xing Kun with the broken hair on his forehead was right in front of him, his face was full of sunshine and vitality.

At the end of the song is a soft whisper: Do you love me...

The heavy blow to Xing Kun's heart seemed to disintegrate the fortress he had built in an instant.

He didn't allow himself to lose control like this again!
"enough!"

Caught off guard, a man's stern voice came from behind, and the microphone in Su Luobai's hand dropped in response, making a piercing noise.

The red wine on the table was kicked over with Xing Kun's kick, and the broken wine bottle and red liquid all over the floor splashed directly on Xing Kun's shirt.

As soon as Su Luobai turned her head, her jaw was grabbed by a big hand, and her facial features wrinkled into balls due to the pain.

Close at hand was Xing Kun's distorted facial features due to anger, he approached Su Luobai, "Are you mocking me? Huh?"

The pain coming from the chin was very clear, and Su Luo managed to squeeze out a smile in vain.

"How come? I'm...to please you."

She just sang according to the lyrics, and unexpectedly touched his nipples.

　 "Really, to please me?" Squinting his eyes, Xing Kun sneered twice, obviously dissatisfied with the answer, "Then let me tell you now, my clothes are dirty."

Su Luobai was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at it, and as expected, there were marks of red wine on Xing Kun's white shirt.

She didn't understand his intentions, she lowered her eyebrows and said pleasantly, "Then I'll send you to the dry cleaning."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was held down. Xing Kun's deep voice was a little playful, and it was too easy to let her go like this. "I want you... to lick me clean."

As soon as these words came out, Su Luobai's face turned pale instantly, and there was a burst of screaming in the box.

"lick!"

"Lick!"

Xing Kun's eyes full of persecution made her at a loss. She knew that Xing Kun was deliberately embarrassing her and making her look ugly.

And she, like a fish on a chopping board, let him slaughter her.