Prisoner's wife's pet: European-style president's domineering love

Mu Xiaoyan broke free from his embrace in a hurry, nodded slightly, and was full of contempt for him in her heart: "Master Xijue, thank you for reminding me, I understand."

After the performance, Mu Xiaoyan thought that she should be able to leave this time, and continued to move around in small steps.But just as the swaying skirt found a certain pattern, it was disrupted by another voice.

Huangfu Xijue put his hands in the pockets on both sides of his thighs, tilted his head and looked at her leaving back with lazy eyes: "Mu Xiaoyan, your etiquette class..."

Etiquette class... This man mentioned etiquette class...

Mu Xiaoyan turned around and looked at Huangfu Xijue, her face was filled with timidity and inexplicable confusion: "I went to the etiquette class."

What she meant was that she did attend the etiquette classes he arranged, but she just couldn't learn those etiquettes, and she could do anything about them.Just like a person with a height of 1.6 meters, you can't make him 1.8 meters overnight.

Facing a domineering and moody person like Huangfu Xijue, Mu Xiaoyan thought that he might get angry in the next moment, but Huangfu Xijue's reaction made her even more confused.

Huangfu Xijue just glanced at her lightly, then turned and left, leaving a sentence: "Continue tomorrow."

"Continue tomorrow, go to your sister." Mu Xiaoyan whispered to his arrogantly leaving back, if she was not in his territory now, she would really slap him a few times.

The hem of the skirt was ravaged and deformed in her hands, only the sound of joints were heard, she turned and walked in the opposite direction from him.

She came out with Alyssa to find someone to repair the door, but Alyssa was no longer around, and she heard from the man that Alyssa should be assigned another residence, so there was no need to worry about the door.

This was the first time in days she had seen him act humanly.

Mu Xiaoyan lowered her head and glanced at the marks left by him on her body. It has been nearly two days and they are still so conspicuous. Her beautiful temples are furrowed. When will she be able to go home.

She originally belonged to the kind of skin that is more sensitive, and it is difficult for ordinary scars to dissipate. I don't know how long it will take for these marks to dissipate.

After returning to the room that Huangfu Xijie arranged for her last night, Mu Xiaoyan kept applying hot towels to those marks, hoping that they would disappear quickly, and that Huangfu Xijie could really bring her out of this ghostly place.

"Knock, knock, knock" came the sound of someone knocking on the door.

Mu Xiaoyan put the towel and adjusted her skirt before opening the door.

Standing outside the door was Huangfu Xijie. He changed his previous image of a white T-shirt and ripped jeans into a blue suit. With his expressionless face at this time, he was really a bit of a businessman. the taste of.

Mu Xiaoyan looked him up and down, and then asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"I asked you to come and have dinner together." Huangfu Xijie, who was still a bit mature just now, grinned, put one hand on the door frame, and instantly regained that ruffian air.

Doubting whether he and Huangfu Xijue are blood brothers, why do people feel that there is such a big gap.But Huangfu Xijie gave her a good feeling, warm and caring.

"Okay, let's go." Mu Xiaoyan inadvertently smiled at his ruffian, and then still spoke to him lightly.

Seeing Mu Xiaoyan smiling on her face, Huangfu Xijie couldn't help but spread a brighter smile, and took her by the hand and walked towards the restaurant.

Mu Xiaoyan didn't refuse his approach either. This man gave her the feeling of a big brother, as if being with him would be safe. Secondly, her stomach was really hungry and needed something to fill.