C926 (1/2)

And it's just the right shirt to wear.

”Whatever you want

Thin lips moved, and he coldly threw out two words.

She smiles, can hear Sheng You Ting say two words, that is not bad.

Otherwise, it would not suit him. He would have been angry.

”That's it.”

Liu Liu came to him. ”Turn the chair around and I'll tie it for you.”

Liu Liu thought that he would turn the chair, but did not expect, he directly stood up from the chair.

Then a dark, his shadow, covering her body, cold voice overhead fall, ”this tie, better.”

She also knows that it's better to tie like this, but he's too tall and she'll be very tired.

However, this can only be thought about in the heart, she will never say.

He put one hand in his trouser pocket and impatiently urged, ”hurry up.”

”I see.”

She hung her tie on her arm and stood on tiptoe to reattach his unbuttoned button.

Two people separated so close, his body of tobacco flavor mixed with the faint fragrance of Cologne, immediately rushed to her nose to drill.

She suddenly found it difficult to breathe.

Every time I breathe, it seems to take a lot of effort.

Fortunately, the movements in her hands were not affected. Soon, she buttoned and tied a tie for him, ”OK, OK.”

She tightened her tie and, if satisfied, put her hand down.

Suddenly, the man's powerful hand suddenly buckled her hand bone.

She was caught off guard and cried out in pain, ”you hurt me.”

He didn't say a word. He was so powerful that he seemed to break all her hands.

Feeling the anger that suddenly came out of his body, she endured the pain, raised her head to see him, her face turned pale because of pain, ”what's the matter?”

He was just fine, why did he lose his temper suddenly?

What's more, he looked very angry, and his blue eyes were extremely sinister.

The uncertainty of the man was really hard for her to cope with.

”Willow!”

He called her name and said, ”you're good at tying ties.”

If this sentence is said from other people's mouth, it is absolutely praise, but Liu Liu knows that Sheng Youting is not praising her skill.

Even, he was very angry, very angry.

He looked down at her, his handsome face was angry, and his eyes were burning with fire. ”Tell me, who practiced such a skillful technique?”

She closed her eyelids and asked him softly, ”what's the matter? I tie your tie so well, aren't you satisfied?”

The strength in his hand was shrinking and he yelled, ”don't talk to me about what's in it. Answer my questions!”

She didn't want to answer the question. She didn't want to answer it at all. She simply endured the pain and bowed her head.

Her long eyelashes then folded down and quivered gently, covering up all her real emotions.

See her silent, his anger is more and more big, ”don't speak, I break your hand, do you believe it?”

Her heart, as if she had been thrown into an oil pan of several thousand degrees, was frying, and the pain of tearing heart and lung flowed in all the limbs. She just wanted to curl up into a ball, and even every sound of a word seemed to exert all her strength,

”whatever you want, anyway, you are not the first time to do this to me.”

Every tone of her voice, through, is the sadness of bone marrow.

He breathed a stagnation, inexplicably derived a feeling of heartache, quickly, and was engulfed by the fire, so that he was about to lose his mind, ”is not su Jingsheng?”