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

A sinister and dark voice lingered in my ears.

Pei Miao curled up in Huo Xuan's arms and cried bitterly. She was completely enveloped by the cold and strange dark aura from him and seemed to be very scared.

He chuckled nonchalantly, his fingers entwined with her black hairband, lowered his head to her ear, and whispered slowly: "Have you thought about how to beg me this time?"

Pei Miao was like a destroyed narcissus, weak and fragile, with tears in her eyes, and she looked sad.

Honey was full of water vapor, revealing a timid look: "Brother..."

"You're really good at pretending." He chuckled.

The tears rolling down Pei Miao's cheeks were wiped away by him roughly, and the skin he touched quickly turned red, which showed how unkind he was to women.

The man exuded a violent and dark aura, like a violent storm, completely enveloping her.

Pei Miao couldn't help shrinking her neck, tilting her face up and whispering, "Brother, I just don't like you forcing me."

"I love you..."

Huo Xuan tilted his head, put the tip of his tongue against his back teeth, and chuckled: "So you want me to die?"

Knowing she had no choice but to face it, Pei Miao slowly raised her little face and sobbed softly and pitifully, "Brother, how can I bear to see you die?"

"I love you the most. Even if I die, I can't bear to let you die."

"Oh?" He seemed to be thinking, "I was in the hospital for half a month. Where were you?"

Pei Miao licked her lips, took the initiative to put her arms around his neck, and tried to move him with her tears: "I know brother doesn't want to see me, so I secretly pray for you and wish you good health."

"Heh~"

Her shamelessness made Huo Xuan laugh.

This was the first time Huo Xuan knew that the girl in his arms was actually a vicious little white flower?

He looked pitiful on the surface, but when it came to letting him die, he didn't hesitate at all.

She was just like that, eager for him to die.

Fingers with distinct bones pinched her neck, forcing her to look up and look directly into Huo Xuan's obscure gaze.

Pei Miao was feeling uneasy, always feeling that it would not be so easy to escape this time. She pursed her lips and bit her lower lip aggrievedly, feeling pitiful again.

She shed tears: "Brother, what I said is true, please believe me."

"Tsk..."

The man's eyes were filled with violence, and he sneered at himself. He showed no tenderness towards her. When he kissed her, his knuckles turned white, and he wished he could strangle her to death.

"Believe you?" He bit her lip, blood flowing out. He was completely violent and unbridled. His voice was extremely cold, like a dagger shining white, piercing Pei Miao's heart: "You might as well feed your heart to the dogs."

A chill ran up her spine, and Pei Miao's face turned pale with fear. She lowered her eyes and said in a trembling voice, "Brother, don't do this to me..."

Huo Xuan responded with a cold laugh.

"Regret it now?"

"late."

Pei Miao fell into panic and wanted to escape but was forced to suppress by him.

Her whole body seemed like a shaky flower bud, which eventually withered away due to weakness and could not withstand the torture. Huo Xuan kissed her falling hot tears.

The hostility in his eyes did not subside at all, but became even stronger.

Only when she cried until her voice was hoarse did he let her go as if she were a rag doll.

Looking down at her curled up and crying, he had a terrifying expression on his face: "Ms. Pei Miao, you're crying so hard right from the start."

"Then you'll have to get used to it as soon as possible."

Pei Miao turned her back to him and said nothing.

It was not until Huo Xuan entered the bathroom that Pei Miao stood up and shakily picked out some conservative clothes to change into.

He picked up his phone and rushed out the door.

Suddenly, the bathroom door opened.

A pair of strong hands instantly pulled her into the bathroom, and the bathroom door was not closed.

Pei Miao was thrown into the bathtub. She choked on the water and coughed violently with red eyes.

The water from her splashing splashed onto his chest.

Glancing at her brand new clothes, he laughed at her for overestimating herself: "Ms. Pei Miao, you even put on new clothes for me to taste."

"Should I praise you for being sensible?"

Pei Miao was weak and powerless. She could no longer hold on. She reached out to push him, but he didn't move at all.

This time she was really about to cry: "No, Huo Xuan, no more."

Huo Xuansen's cold eyes were filled with gloom and paranoia, and his gaze seemed to be poisoned, piercing straight into Pei Miao. His voice was extremely gloomy when he spoke.

"How spineless."

He tore Pei Miao's clothes again.

The water in the bathtub overflowed because of him.

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When I woke up again, I was in the attic of the Pear Garden.

Pei Miao leaned against the wall, fear rising in her heart. So far, Huo Xuan's darkening value has not moved and has remained at 90%.

There's still 10% left, what should I do...

She was like a broken rag doll. In just a few days, she lost four or five pounds and became so thin that she looked fragile and shaky, as if a strong wind could blow her down.

With a creak, the door opened and a tall figure appeared.

Pei Miao shrank her neck and stepped back out of physiological fear, wrapping herself tightly in the quilt, not daring to look at him.

Huo Xuan squatted in front of her, pinching her jaw with his bony fingers, his gloomy and terrifying face full of hostility.

His voice was dark: "I heard from Assistant Fang that you are on a hunger strike?"

Pei Miao's long, curled eyelashes trembled violently. This trick really worked. She just ate a few less bites, and Huo Xuan took the initiative to come to see her: "No."

Huo Xuan's scrutinizing gaze was fixed on her face. Seeing her so timid and frightened, he did not feel very happy.

But it hurts more and causes more struggle.

Huo Xuan lowered his eyes, putting away his ridiculous pity. He stood up and looked down at her condescendingly: "If I hear you on a hunger strike again."

"You know what I would do."

Pei Miao lowered her head and said nothing.

Huo Xuan's eyes darkened and he raised his foot to leave.

Suddenly, Pei Miao grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Looking down, I saw Pei Miaolihua with tears in her eyes and a pitiful look on her face: "Brother, brother..."

Huo Xuan looked at her quietly.

Pei Miao felt cold all over, her voice extremely hoarse. She trembled and stood up, holding on to the wall: "I, I think..."

"No." The man opened his thin lips and ruthlessly cut off her last hope.

He stood at the attic door, enveloped by the dim light, but his whole body was gloomy and terrifying, and his narrow black eyes looked down at her condescendingly:

"Unless you figure out how to ask me to forgive you."

Pei Miao's heart beat faster and faster. This loss of control made her feel helpless. She was anxious and even more frightened.

She was terrified that Huo Xuan had been forced into this state by her, terrified that she would fail in her mission and die, terrified that she would never see her father again...

Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she choked with sobs of despair: "Huo Xuan..."

"You, what do you want from me?"

The man lowered his eyes, as if thinking seriously. Just when Pei Miao was at a loss and anxious, he suddenly smiled softly: "Not very good."

"Next, let's have fun."

"Let's see whether I die early or you can escape."