The CEO is domineering, the devil Boss is addicted to pampering

But Mrs. Mo only had Gu Yunqian in her mind at the moment. She was looking forward to the man arriving as promised, so she had no time to pay attention to the uninvited guest in front of her.

She raised her hand impatiently, trying to push the puppy away, but found that he didn't move at all.

Seeing her resistance, the little puppy's smile froze slightly, but soon returned to his charming look.

"Baby, I'm really sad that you're like this. New props need a break-in period after all, but I don't need it! I can make you so happy that you'll take off~"

As he said this, he curled the corners of his lips and took three or two steps to pull the person into his arms.

When Mrs. Mo saw that the other party was still chasing her and preparing to get closer, she subconsciously leaned back, but because she didn't move in time, her body shook and she almost fell.

Suddenly, the little puppy's arms exerted force, like a solid iron hoop, tightly wrapped around Mrs. Mo's waist and pulled her towards him.

Mrs. Mo only felt a powerful force coming at her, and her body leaned forward involuntarily, and in an instant she was tightly pressed against the puppy.

She could clearly feel the other person's hot body temperature passing through her clothes, and her heart became more and more panicked.

The little puppy lowered his head and put his lips close to Mrs. Mo's ear. His warm breath sprayed on her earlobe, making her body tremble unconsciously.

He whispered in an extremely seductive voice: "The person you are waiting for will not come tonight, let me accompany you."

After saying that, he started the foreplay without waiting for Mrs. Mo's response.

His hands roamed up and down Mrs. Mo's back, stroking it gently and occasionally pinching it, his movements were skillful and ambiguous.

Mrs. Mo struggled desperately, pushing the puppy's chest hard with both hands, and her nails left tiny marks on his clothes.

She opened her eyes wide, filled with fear and anger. She opened her mouth to call for help, but found that her throat seemed to be choked by something and she couldn't make a sound.

She thought to herself that she must get this man away as soon as possible and not let him ruin her good deeds.

However, the little puppy is obviously an expert, worthy of being the one who has followed her the longest.

He was well aware of Mrs. Mo's body codes, and after just a few provocations, she felt that her brain was gradually losing control of her body.

Her eyes began to become blurry, her breathing became rapid, and her originally tense body slowly relaxed. She couldn't help but immerse herself in the ambiguous atmosphere created by the little milk dog, as if she had forgotten all her worries and expectations, and didn't know what the world was...

The lighting in the hotel corridor was still dim and ambiguous, forming an eerie echo with the passion that had just surged in Mrs. Mo's room.

In this residence on the other side of the city, the bedroom is also shrouded in a depressing and restless atmosphere.

The lights were dim and struggling feebly, trying to dispel some of the darkness, but they only allowed the shadows to spread wildly in the corners, as if they were also suppressed by the surging emotions that were about to erupt in the room.

Su Xingya sat alone on the edge of the bed. She looked thin and lonely, like a withered flower shivering in the cold wind.

Her back was slightly hunched, her hands were clasped weakly in front of her, her fingers tangled and twisted subconsciously, her thoughts were like an overturned five-flavor bottle, tangled in her heart like a tangled mess, and her heart was full of disappointment, worry and confusion towards Gu Yunqian.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" and the door was slammed open with such force that it seemed as if all the dissatisfaction and resentment were to be vented on the door.

Gu Yunqian staggered in, looking like someone who had just returned from a chaotic war in defeat.

His collar was wide open, and several buttons of his shirt were undone and hanging in a messy manner, revealing a bronze chest with some beads of sweat from anger on it, which gleamed faintly under the dim light.

The coat was casually draped over his shoulders, swaying with his swaying body, as if it would slip off at any moment.

His eyes were bloodshot and his look was dazed and distracted, which were the signs of excessive alcohol erosion. His steps were very weak and every step seemed to be on cotton. He staggered from side to side and could fall to the ground at any time. His whole body exuded a decadent and manic aura.

Su Xingya, who had her back to the door, was frightened by the sudden noise and trembled all over, her body instinctively tensed up.

As soon as she turned around, before she could see who was coming, she saw a dark shadow rushing towards her with great force.

Then, he was thrown heavily onto the bed, and the mattress made a dull "creaking" sound due to the violent impact.

She opened her eyes wide in fear, her eyes full of panic and helplessness, and desperately pushed the person on top of her, waving her hands like a drowning person. The tip of her nose was instantly filled with a strong smell of alcohol, the pungent smell almost suffocated her, her stomach churned, and she almost vomited.

Before she could react, dense kisses fell on her like raindrops, smelling of alcohol and aggressiveness.

Su Xingya was shocked and frightened. She struggled hard, her body shaking violently like a frightened fish. She tried to turn her head away, the veins on her neck bulging slightly from the force.

Her lips were tightly closed and her teeth were biting her lower lip tightly, as if this could resist this sudden invasion.

At this moment, Gu Yunqian suddenly raised his head. He used one hand to exert force. The muscles in his arm bulged due to the force. He lifted Su Xingya's hands high above her head and held them down tightly.

His eyes changed from being confused to becoming sharp and scrutinizing in an instant, like a wounded beast forced into a desperate situation, staring down at Su Xingya condescendingly.

In this close eye contact, he clearly saw the disgust in Su Xingya's eyes. That look was like a sharp blade, piercing straight into his heart, adding another deep scar to his already broken heart.

At that moment, Gu Yunqian's mood, which was not very good to begin with, instantly fell to the bottom, as if he had fallen into an endless dark abyss.

His face was distorted, his mouth corners turned down, his brows were furrowed, as if he had returned from the devil's hell, and he asked viciously: "Do you think I'm dirty?"

The voice was low and hoarse, as if it was squeezed out with difficulty from the depths of the chest, carrying endless anger and grievances. It echoed in the silent bedroom, hitting the wall and bouncing back, making people shudder.

Su Xingya did not answer, but turned away her eyes silently. Her lips were tightly pursed, and the corners of her mouth turned down slightly. Tears were welling up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to fall.

Her heart was filled with disappointment and pain at this moment. The suspicious scenes of Gu Yunqian and Mrs. Mo leaving and returning to the dining table kept appearing in her mind. She was angry and sad about his behavior at the moment. She felt that the man in front of her had become so strange and her affection seemed to have been misplaced.

Seeing her like this, Gu Yunqian sneered out loud. His laughter was short and sharp, without a trace of warmth, and full of self-mockery and despair.

He thought to himself that he had been working hard for his career outside, even falling into Mrs. Mo's ambiguous trap and enduring Su Xingya's misunderstanding, but now he was treated with such disgust.

Afterwards, he performed the next action more roughly, his hands roaming freely on Su Xingya's body, with a sense of venting in his movements, as if he wanted to release all the pressure, grievances and unwillingness in this way.

Su Xingya's face was covered with tear marks, and the tears flowed freely down her cheeks, making her makeup mottled.

Her facial features were distorted in pain, her forehead was covered with sweat, her brows were furrowed, her eyes were closed, and she endured it all helplessly.

The extreme pain and fear caused her nails to dig into Gu Yunqian's skin uncontrollably, leaving five long blood marks. But she could no longer care about these at this moment, and her heart was filled with despair about the situation before her.

Gu Yunqian felt the stinging pain on his back and just frowned, as if this little pain was not enough to offset the pain in his heart.

He held Su Xingya's face tightly with one of his big hands, his fingerprints deeply embedded in her cheek, forcing her to turn her head to face him. Their eyes met again, full of complex emotions, including anger, grievance, despair, and reluctance.

At this moment, no one spoke, but in this extremely depressing atmosphere, as the rhythm got faster and faster, all the accumulated emotions were vented like a volcanic eruption...