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

"You want me to be fooled like this all the time, don't you?" Mu Xiaoyan's closed eyes suddenly opened, her pupils that were like glass released a ray of death rather than submission, the corners of her lips were slightly pulled down, her face was dignified and full of anger.

Lesleys stopped silently, the driver sat motionless on the driver's seat, through the rearview mirror, only Huangfusijue's broad back covered her whole body, and Huangpuzijue's expression was also the same. He became solemn, his silence was different from hers, there was a kind of awe-inspiring kingly aura in the dark, so that those who approached him couldn't help but hold their breath and keep silent.

Although his gaze was slanted to avoid his cold light, he could smell the masculine breath on his body intentionally or unintentionally, and Mu Xiaoyan's confidence that he didn't know where it came from just now was defeated again, and he had no way to dare to fight with him. He formally mediated the issue.

Huangfu Xijue didn't speak, his blue pupils as cold as frost were locked tightly on her face, which made her feel chills.

"You...stay away from me." Mu Xiaoyan put her hand on Huangfu Xijue's chest and pushed him vigorously. She deliberately didn't look into his eyes, which was simply a kind of torture.

What kind of mistress is this? She hasn't received a penny, not to mention she is enslaved by him from time to time.

After a long time, the tall pointed nose poked her face, forcing her to look at him. His abyss-like pupils exuded a kingly air that could not be resisted, and his lips were languid. Lazily enlightened with a magnetic voice, "You can only obey my words."

Mu Xiaoyan subconsciously moved back, but she was already between the seat and him, and even if she backed up, she was still lying there.

Huangpusi lowered his head and took a deep breath on her chest, that kind of faint breath that fascinated him.

He has too much money and has seen all kinds of beauties. There are all kinds of beauties who are more beautiful than her, and there are many who are more obedient than her, but none of them fascinated his body like her.

Just holding her in his arms feels good.

He gently kissed Mu Xiaoyan's neck with his lips, and suddenly remembered something, he raised his head, and looked straight at the past with two blue lights.

"As my mistress, I can grant you three wishes."

He doesn't believe that there are problems in this world that money can't solve.

Mu Xiaoyan closed her eyes, carefully thinking about his words, three wishes, wish, does he think he is really the emperor?

"The first wish, I want you to disappear in my world." Mu Xiaoyan opened her eyes, and those big black and bright eyes looked straight at him.

Huangfu Xijue smiled, of course he would not fulfill her wish.

He put his arms on both sides of her fiercely, and his blue eyes glared at her: "I don't think you are so stupid that you should mention what you should not mention."

I have to say that his Z language is really good, almost no different from his mother tongue, except for his own magnetic voice, which is full and smooth, and the sound of every word is as beautiful as a piece of music. The sound effect, the kind of domineering that shocks the world, makes people unavoidably surprised.

Yes, she was stupid. Isn't it nonsense for her to ask this question? Since he said something like that, he wouldn't slap himself in the face.

Not knowing whether it was because of fear or distraction, Mu Xiaoyan looked at him slowly, her eyes did not turn away, and her eyes were obviously dimming.

Is he sure that he has nothing to do with him?

Oh, he waited.