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

Pei Miaocuo was caught off guard by Huo Xuan's cold and sinister gaze.

His eyes were extremely beautiful, like two crystal clear glass beads.

In the past, Pei Miao liked to kiss his eyes the most, but now, she felt scared when she looked at them.

Cold sweat rolled down her forehead, and Pei Miao's face turned pale. She pulled the corners of her lips and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you really want me to die?"

Huo Xuan's tall figure paused, his dark eyes looking at her coldly. He said casually, "You were the one who wanted me dead first."

Pei Miao felt cold all over.

Curled up tightly in the quilt, against the corner of the wall, her pretty little face was pale.

She couldn't think of any other way to fight against Huo Xuan or provoke him.

The only thing I can do now is to ignore him.

Huo Xuan glanced at her, turned and left, and the door was locked with a bang.

Time passed minute by minute, and Pei Miao finally opened her eyes, looking outside through the window with empty and numb eyes.

In order to prevent her from escaping, Huo Xuan sealed all the windows, and she could only peek at the scenery outside through the gaps.

How high is this attic?

More than ten meters,

Pei Miao's pale lips curled into a sarcastic arc.

Huo Xuan was worrying too much.

She would never jump out of this window,

She cherishes her life more than anyone else!

The meeting and conversation failed.

Pei Miao still didn't even look at the food that was served to her, and huddled in the corner in a daze.

Assistant Fang opened his mouth to advise, but found that he didn't know what to say.

He didn't know what happened between Huo Xuan and Pei Miao. He only knew that suddenly, the relationship between the two became incompatible, like enemies who had killed their father.

As the door was closing, Assistant Fang said, "Miss Pei Miao, why don't you ask Young Master Huo for help? He's very easy to talk to."

Pei Miao closed her eyes and ignored him.

Assistant Fang touched his nose, closed the door silently and left.

After learning that Pei Miao was still on a hunger strike, Huo Xuan's handsome face turned completely gloomy, and a dark and terrifying laugh escaped from his throat: "If she doesn't want to eat, then don't send it to her."

"I wonder how long she can last!"

Assistant Fang was dumbfounded. How come this development was becoming more and more similar to the domineering CEO novels he had read?

Recalling the tragic ending of the domineering boss in the novel, Fang Tezhu mustered up the courage to say, "Master Huo, you can't do this."

Huo Xuan: “?”

Assistant Fang swallowed hard and composed himself, "You're just like the hero in the novel who likes to take the heroine by force and imprison her. You'll only push her further away, and Miss Pei Miao will only hate you even more."

Huo Xuan sneered.

Pei Miao is a bad woman with a black heart.

Wasn't he good enough to her?

But how did Pei Miao do it?

He can warm a stone, but he cannot warm Pei Miao's heart!

At this moment, the expression on Huo Xuan's face was too sinister, so sinister that even Assistant Fang couldn't guess what he was thinking.

Fang Tezhu was thinking hard, trying to find a few words to comfort Huo Xuan, but Huo Xuan raised his eyelids and said with a half-smile, "What's that got to do with you?"

Fangte helps the wronged.

Unreasonable, cold and heartless!

He will not care anymore in the future, just wait for the crematorium where he chases his wife!!

For the next two days, Pei Miao still didn't eat or even drink water.

Listening to Assistant Fang's words, Huo Xuan's gloomy face turned into laughter out of anger.

It's really good.

Use hunger strike to force him to compromise?

Does Pei Miao really think she can still threaten him?

Huo Xuan came to the attic with a gloomy face. He looked down and saw Pei Miao lying on the bed, skinny and dying.

Those beautiful big eyes were empty at this moment, and even when they saw him, there was no fluctuation.

Huo Xuan pursed his thin lips into a straight line and looked at her slender shoulders. He couldn't understand how someone could become so thin in just a few days?

He said, "Ms. Pei Miao, you win."

Pei Miao's straight black eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes lowered. Only her beating heart told her that she was still alive and there was still a chance.

Half a month later, Pei Miao finally came out of the attic.

Huo Xuan carried Pei Miao downstairs and came to the dining table. He picked up a bowl of soup and fed it to Pei Miao's mouth. Pei Miao drank it. After the second sip, Pei Miao closed her lips tightly and lowered her head.

She looked like a porcelain-white rag doll, looking extremely stressed out from being bullied.

Huo Xuan, however, did not have the patience he usually had. He scooped up a spoonful, put it against her lips, and said coldly, "Open your mouth."

Pei Miao shrank her neck and shook her head.

Seeing this, the man approached, his cold lips pressed against her earlobe, and every word he uttered seemed to be poisoned: "Ms. Pei Miao, don't you want to drink?"

Pei Miao shrank suddenly.

She felt a hot hand touching her waist and gradually moving upwards: "Then let's go upstairs..."

Pei Miao raised her head, her phoenix eyes finally showing some spirit. Her body was cold, her eyes were red, and she was crying and shedding tears: "No, Huo Xuan."

She suddenly seemed to be stimulated, struggled to push Huo Xuan away, turned around and ran away.

But she was so fragile, her body so thin that it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Huo Xuan grabbed her wrist and pressed her into his arms. Then he whispered in a gloomy and paranoid voice. Pei Miao's body gradually stiffened, and finally he forcibly carried her into the master bedroom on the second floor.

I can’t remember exactly how many times.

Pei Miaofeng's eyes were sparkling, her lips were stained bright red, and she hugged his waist mournfully and cried, "Huo Xuan, please, stop."

She cried so hard, tears streaming down her face, looking so pitiful: "I really can't take it anymore. It hurts so much."

The hot breath from Huo Xuan sprayed on Pei Miao's ear, like magma scorching her earlobe, making her unable to control the heat, but her voice was hoarse and terrifying, as if she wanted to eat someone: "Then be more proactive, Miss Pei Miao."

Pei Miao cried even harder.

Huo Xuan was like a Shura who was seeking revenge, torturing her on purpose, making her suffer and begging for mercy, but the mental excitement also made it difficult for her to speak.

Pei Miao was like a delicate flower thrown into the huge waves, being trampled upon and treated by others until it was finally broken and withered.

Extremely charming.

She passed out.

When I woke up again, Huo Xuan was still going on.

Pei Miao sobbed and cried, her voice so hoarse that she could hardly make a sound.

She placed her hands on Huo Xuan's chest, her eyes blurred with tears: "Huo Xuan..."

Huo Xuan's eyes were bloodshot, and his bony fingers pinched her jaw, his voice growing colder than the last: "Do you still dare to go on a hunger strike?"

"No, I don't dare anymore..." She shook her head quickly, her eyes blurred with tears.

I was really bullied so badly that my tears soaked the pillow.

at last,

Huo Xuan ended his last affair.

The big bed was in a mess, full of the smell of two people, and it was impossible to sleep.

Huo Xuan carried Pei Miao to the bathroom, put her in the bathtub, filled it with water and gave her a bath.

Pei Miao shrank back as if under pressure, curled up and shook her head, saying with red eyes: "No, no more..."

Huo Xuan stared at her quietly for a few seconds, then pressed the essential oil with his fingers and washed her body without blinking.

His expression did not change at all.

Pei Miao's eyelashes trembled. Thinking that he was easy to talk to now, she proposed again: "Huo Xuan, please."

"I want to get out. I promise I won't..."

"No."