Seducing a little girl, the arms tycoon is addicted to his pet

Xu Nuonuo hugged Sarah tightly like a sculpture, motionless, listening quietly to Sarah's sobs filled with pain and sorrow, and feeling her body trembling slightly.

I don’t know how long it was, so long that it seemed as if time had stopped, before Sarah finally fell asleep slowly in tears.

Xu Nuonuo called softly, "Awen."

Chen Songwen came in and Xu Nuonuo winked at Chen Songwen, indicating that he should take Sarah away from here.

"I'm worried about Sarah being alone. Let's take her back to Mull Street."

"But……"

Chen Songwen was hesitant to talk. Given Brother Chi's temper, he would most likely not agree to let Xu Nuonuo move people into the place where they lived. Maybe that would make Brother Chi angry again.

Xu Nuonuo looked up at Chen Songwen. She could guess his worry without him saying anything, and pursed her lips with slight dissatisfaction.

"That's the house my father rents, so I have the final say."

A pair of big eyes are bright and firm.

Chen Songwen knew that Xu Nuonuo had a stubborn temper, so he didn't insist. He thought that at worst, when Brother Chi got angry, he would just make another trip to send Sarah back.

So Chen Songwen nodded in understanding, walked forward, carefully picked up Sarah by the waist, and strode towards the door.

Xu Nuonuo breathed a sigh of relief and was about to follow.

A sharp pain suddenly came from her thigh, and she staggered and almost fell.

Perhaps she had stood there for too long, and the wounds from the fork began to take revenge on her in a silent but violent way.

In addition, the feeling that my body is about to fall apart after excessive exercise also surged over my body like a tide.

Every bone and muscle of Xu Nuonuo seemed to be protesting, and the waves of dull pain made it almost impossible for her to take a step.

She gritted her teeth and cursed Mu Ningchi several times in a row, then endured the pain and walked slowly out of the villa.

It was dusk when we returned to Mar Street. The setting sun gently shone into the house, rippling in the air like water waves.

In the room, Sarah was sleeping soundly. Xu Nuonuo gently covered her with the quilt, turned around and walked out of the room. Even the movement of closing the door was gentle, for fear of waking her up.

Mu Ningchi had not come back yet. Xu Nuonuo pondered for a long time in the kitchen, wondering whether she should prepare dinner for him. But then she saw Chen Songwen striding out with the car keys.

"Awen," Xu Nuonuo called him, "Where are you going?"

Chen Songwen answered honestly: "I'll go pick up Brother Chi."

"Didn't he drive himself?" Xu Nuonuo was a little confused.

"Yes, but Brother Chi has been drinking, so it's safer for me to pick him up," Chen Songwen walked to the door and paused, then continued, "I don't know when he will be back, so you don't have to prepare dinner for us."

"……oh……"

Xu Nuonuo silently took off her apron, pondered for a second, and quickly made a decision. She rushed to the door and squeezed out before Chen Songwen closed the door.

"Uncle Chi was so badly injured, how could he drink? I...I'll go with you and take a look."

Chen Songwen glanced down at Xu Nuonuo's cheeks, which had turned slightly red, perhaps from worry or anger, and paused slightly.

Brother Chi is in the nightclub and is not suitable for a simple girl like Xu Nuonuo.

But Cairo said that Brother Chi had been drinking all the time. After thinking about it, the only one who could persuade Brother Chi should be Xu Nuonuo.

"it is good."

Chen Songwen nodded in response, took a few steps forward to open the back door for Xu Nuonuo, and then sat in the driver's seat.

The car roared all the way to the Palace of Versailles.

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On the thirteenth floor of the Palace of Versailles, there is a luxurious private room.

The four members of the Silver Fox team indulge in a nightlife of decadence and debauchery.

They dressed up carefully, each one looking more like a celebrity gentleman from the upper class than the other.

Especially Cairo, who was sitting in the middle, with eyes as gentle as autumn water, a high nose bridge, and a clean and refreshing light-colored shirt with the collar open elegantly and casually.

When this man doesn't smile, he exudes a charming charm.

The colorful lights and shadows in the room are intertwined to form a hazy and dreamy picture.

The deafening sound of music filled every corner, as if bringing people into a crazy world.

The huge square table was filled with rows of exquisite glass wine glasses. The amber-transparent wine in the glasses sparkled brightly under the ever-changing light.

There were piles of US dollars scattered everywhere, on the table, on the sofa, on the floor...

There were more than twenty beauties accompanying the guests, with delicate makeup and curvy figures. All of them wore sexy dresses that were just enough to reveal their bodies.

Every man has at least two personal servants.

The beauties were sexy and charming, and their beautiful red lips could talk and kiss, which made the four men feel very comfortable and willing to pay large sums of money for them.

The rest of the beauties were in charge of pouring wine and adding ice, or twisting their hot waists and performing passionate dances, but their eyes were fixed on the ownerless coins.

This time the boss is more handsome than any previous one and is also very generous, but how much they can take away depends entirely on their abilities.

As the dance got more and more exciting, several beauties couldn't hold back their impulse and began to take off their clothes while dancing under the influence of alcohol.

Unfortunately, as soon as they exposed their navels and waists, Cairo raised his hand to stop them. He smiled caringly and threw a stack of US dollars at each of the beauties.

"Damn it, it won't be fun if we take off all the clothes. I won't do that for such a small amount of money. Unless..." Cairo smirked, "I will help you take off your clothes myself, and continue dancing."

Hearing this, the beauties consciously pulled down their half-taken tops and danced even harder to the rhythm of the music.

Filion and Mercedes looked at each other, raised their eyebrows, and said "What a pity" at the same time.

Johnny subconsciously glanced at the floor-length sofa in the corner of the private room.

Mu Ningchi supported his forehead with one arm, having closed his eyes and rested for nearly an hour, with no signs of waking up.

The shirt on his upper body was completely unbuttoned, revealing the firm and perfect chest and abdominal muscles and the blood-soaked bandages underneath.

Even with air conditioning, the air in the private room still seemed a bit stagnant and stuffy due to the entanglement and collision of wine and perfume.

So there was a beautiful woman sitting obediently next to Mu Ningchi, holding a small fan to blow air for him.

They all knew the boss's alcohol tolerance. Although he drank a few more glasses than usual, it was unlikely that he was drunk. He was probably just tired.

But he didn't go home, didn't hug Xu Nuonuo, and ran here to sleep. It was so hard for them to let loose, but they didn't dare to play too crazy, and they didn't even dare to watch the striptease...

Johnny looked away and winked at Luo, his gesture clearly indicating that -

Awen, when will you come?

Cairo gestured back.

Almost there, in ten minutes.

Johnny nodded slightly, feeling relieved, and deliberately pinched the beauty's chest with his big hands. The beauty coquettishly patted his chest and leaned against him.

"Boss, you are so mean."

Johnny raised his chin slightly, motioning the beauty to look at the built-in compartment at the end, without reducing the kneading movements.

The other hand held the beauty's wrist, forcing her to move down along the line of his abdominal muscles, with a nasty smile.

"That's not bad. There are worse ones. Let's go in and try..."