After slacking off on the chaebol's son, she was caught and forced to kiss him and cry

"Caught."

The lights in the bar were dim. He leaned idly against the wall, facing Pei Miao, his head slightly tilted. He wore a simple black jacket, one leg slightly bent.

His eyebrows were dark, his eyes were black, and his thin lips were light red, slightly drawn, giving him a kind of nonchalant dignity.

The colorful ambient lights shone on his handsome face, and Pei Miao could clearly see his lip movements:

caught you.

Pei Miao glanced at him with arrogance and disdain in her charming phoenix eyes, her red lips curled slightly, and then she twisted her waist even more happily.

The men around were like wolves and tigers, staring at the slender waist that could be held in one hand, wishing they could rush up and break it.

She grabbed her flowing hair with her backhand, feeling a little tipsy from the alcohol, but also a little carried away by the atmosphere.

Pei Miao became more and more bold, she had rarely been so wanton and unrestrained before.

But the disgusting looks of the men surrounding her made her feel nauseous and she lost interest. She pursed her lips and left the dance floor.

When he looked up again, Huo Xuan was no longer there.

Maybe he met with He Li and the others.

This surprised Pei Miao. This time, he didn't pester her anymore.

It seems that what happened last time really broke his heart.

Pei Miao raised her eyebrows slightly, went to the toilet, and planned to go home.

After passing through the long corridor, the bar entrance is just around the corner.

Suddenly——

The door on the side was opened, and a white, bony hand stretched out from inside the door, grabbed her slender wrist, and pulled her inside.

With a "bang", the door closed loudly.

Pei Miao was pressed against the door frame by a man and kissed fiercely and roughly.

Both hands were raised above his head, and he was unable to struggle at all.

The man's other hand gently stroked her soft waist. She was wearing low-waist pants today, and her exposed skin was touched by the man's hot fingers. Pei Miao trembled violently.

The familiar, crisp cedar scent on the other person penetrated deep into Pei Miao's bones. Even with her eyes closed, she knew who was holding her down and kissing her.

She opened her mouth and bit his tongue.

The room was dark, my vision was blurred, but my hearing was sharper.

Pei Miao chuckled, listening to his rapid breathing, a complicated feeling flashed through her mind.

But he had a look of disdain on his face, with his lips curved, and acted arrogantly, fearlessly saying, "Huo Xuan, why don't you learn your lesson?"

"Again?"

"Huh~" He let out a faint sound, sounding lazy.

Huo Xuan forcefully restrained Pei Miao's hands, and his rough fingers slowly stroked her waist, stimulating her skin to the point of numbness.

Pei Miao closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm her breathing.

But he didn't stop there. Instead, he moved up and tore her suspenders into pieces.

Pei Miao's collarbone feels very stylish, and her breasts are also very beautiful.

It was neither too big nor too small, just right for Huo Xuan to use in one hand.

Huo Xuan didn't reply, but lowered his head and continued to kiss him fiercely and roughly.

Their breaths overlapped, and the sweet and fishy smell of rust filled their lips and teeth.

It's Huo Xuan's blood.

Pei Miao was forced to accept it with her head held high.

The two people kissed more and more deeply.

Later, Pei Miao couldn't help but stick to him.

Her clothes were in disarray and her pants had been taken off by him, leaving no one knowing where they were thrown.

But Huo Xuan's clothes were still meticulously kept, without even the zipper zipped up.

Pei Miao's pupils shrank suddenly, and she bit her lip: "Huo Xuan, what on earth do you want to do?!"

Huo Xuan chuckled, but his emotion could not be heard.

But the bony fingers made her tremble.

When Huo Xuan questioned her before, she thought it was nothing.

But now he said nothing, and Pei Miao felt panic and fear in her heart.

In addition, the blackening value has reached 90%, and Pei Miao couldn't help but be suspicious.

Did Huo Xuan want to rape her first and then kill her?

not at all.

Huo Xuan pressed the switch with one hand, and the room instantly became bright. Pei Miao subconsciously closed her eyes, and after a moment, she opened them to adapt.

Suddenly, her black pupils shrank.

Inside, there was a wardrobe filled with clothes, probably all of them were lingerie.

In the middle is a five-meter-wide white bed covered with bright rose petals, and various toys and role-playing equipment are placed on both sides.

Pei Miao's breathing became more intense. She clutched her chest, feeling ashamed. "Huo Xuan, what are you doing?"

Huo Xuan let go of her without shaking his head. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. The white smoke blurred his handsome features.

Slender, bony fingers scoured the closet, randomly pulling out a black kitten-shaped lingerie and tossing it into her arms.

"Put on."

Pei Miao bit her lip. "You told me to change, so I changed? Do you really think you're nothing?"

He chuckled softly, leaning against the wall with a relaxed look, bending his legs and smoking. He slowly exhaled the smoke and said in a hoarse and cold voice, "Should I help you change it, or do you want to change it yourself?"

"Neuropathy!"

Pei Miao cursed, turned around, packed up her clothes, and turned the door, but did not move at all!

Her pupils tightened and she looked at Huo Xuan warily: "What do you want to do!?"

"Open the door!"

Huo Xuan lowered his head and played with his lighter without looking at her. He threw out a pair of handcuffs and leg cuffs and turned the key.

His thin lips twitched into a cold smile: "Three minutes."

The implication is: If you don’t change it within three minutes, I will force you to change it.

Pei Miao's expression changed.

She stared at him with a strange look: "You are forcing me!"

"Go and sue me."

Pei Miao gritted her teeth.

A man with a blackening value of 90% is really different.

Every move reveals his crazy and aggressive spirit.

"One minute left." Huo Xuan raised his arm and looked at the time.

Pei Miao broke out in sweat, knowing that Huo Xuan would keep his word.

But this dress is really...unsightly.

While Pei Miao was still deliberating, Huo Xuan had already walked up to her with a cynical smile on his lips and cold eyes.

His tone was teasing: "It's time, my dear Miss Pei Miao."

Pei Miao took a step back.

Not allowing him to stay, Huo Xuan's hands gently but firmly held her down, stripped off all her clothes and threw them aside.

Pei Miao struggled to resist, but felt more ashamed!

I didn't expect Huo Xuan to have this habit.

The black necklace is inlaid with white lace. The fabric is very small, but it highlights her crystal clear skin, proud breasts, soft waist, and extremely short white lace skirt.

A pair of slender, white legs were covered with black stockings.

Pei Miao's face showed fear as her hands and feet were handcuffed by him. Finally, Huo Xuan put cat ears on her head.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked like a frightened kitten.

Huo Xuan sighed softly and roughly wiped away the tears on her face: "It's really beautiful."

She wanted to use the same trick again, using her beautiful face to put on a pitiful and sorrowful look, like a weak willow with tears in her eyes.

"Brother, don't be like this..."

The corners of her eyes were red and she was crying with fear and anxiety, which was so heartbreaking to see.

Huo Xuan lowered his head, kissed her restlessly trembling eyelashes with his cold lips, and whispered:

"There's no use crying now."