Chapter 652: What did he do?

Chapter 652: What Did He Do?
When did this woman become so wicked?
Wu Wei, did he tune her up so much?
Thinking of this possibility, his eyes suddenly became cold.
The long fingers caught her chin, and the distance between them was widened. He clearly saw the unwillingness in He Meixin's eyes to separate from him.
"Tell me, who are you?" He looked at her coldly, asking without any emotion.
"He ... He Meixin ..." She was so upset that she wanted to hug him ...
"Who have you been with all these years?" He continued to ask her a restless little hand, regardless of her tightly frowning frown.
"My baby ..." She couldn't do it, her body was so uncomfortable that she exploded. She couldn't pull her clothes off. Just pull his clothes. Thinking of this, her hands grabbed both sides of his collar without warning. Force is just a pull.
Huo Jiabao also choked, this woman, should you be hungry and thirsty?
Her clothes were torn, and he didn't bother to ask her any more questions. The hand that grabbed her chin was slightly loose, and He Meixin quickly began to embark on her embrace. She suddenly fell into Huo Jiabao's warm embrace. Here, his hands climbed up to his shoulders, his face kept on his chest, and the body's temperature became higher and deeper.
Now, even if Huo Jiabao is Liu Xiahui, she can't stand her toss.
He held her little face with his big hand, and saw her with big watery eyes looking at him, his eyes were very blurry, and his cheeks showed a bit of unnatural blush, like a powder puff apple, looking particularly seductive .
She was wearing a relatively tight A-line skirt underneath, which was typical of office workers. Before going to the restaurant from the hospital, Wu Wei did not let her go home to change clothes. Therefore, she is still wearing a dignified formal dress. There is really no lady at all.
As for the woman who came to the door, as long as he was in his heart, Huo Jiabao was basically unwilling to come. The beauty in front of him made him very impulsive to try to put her right on the spot. She was very easy. He started the fire in his heart, and then looked at her with extremely naive eyes, as if nothing was her fault.
There is a limit to patience. Under He Mei's strenuous effort to "hook and hit", Huo Jiabao finally had difficulty controlling the flame in his heart. He hugged her fiercely and pressed him the sofa. Suddenly, the plump lips locked He Meixin's mouth for breathing and talking.
"So uncomfortable ... save ... save me ..." she asked as she kissed him.
"Save you, okay." He heard the words, the evil charm smiled, got up, grabbed her directly from the sofa and dragged to the bathroom.
He Meixin didn't understand what was going on, and suddenly felt a cold feeling all over her, making her wake up instantly.
"Ah ..." The screams of He Meixin accompanied by the sound of flowing water made the whole bathroom lively.
"You ... You ... You ... I ... I ... I ..." He Meixin, who was awake, saw Huo Jiabao standing in front of himself, and then looked down to see that he was soaked in water. The shirt in the transparent state was so horrified that he couldn't say a whole word for a long time.
"You asked me to save you. Now, why are you so surprised? Or do you think that I don't want you to save you this way?" Huo Jiabao gave her a very evil look and was soaked Her clothes clung tightly to her, perfectly showing her bumpy figure in front of his eyes, making his throat a little tight, and she even regretted that she had been awakened in this way.
"Go out, you go out ..." He Meixin was already ashamed at this moment. After she reacted, she quickly jumped out of the bathtub and reached out to push him out.
Yes, she pushed him, and she pushed him away again.
However, this time he was not ready to let her succeed. The revenge that pushed him away last time hasn't been reported yet.
"You seem to have made a mistake. This is my house, but you asked me to go out. Don't you think it's funny?" He watched her embarrassedly standing in front of him with his arms on his shoulders, leaning his shoulders against the door of the bathroom. attitude.
"You ... this ... I ..." As he said, He Meixin finally found out that this was a strange place. She was speechless for a moment, wondering what to say, and after a tangled, she said dumbly, "Are you doing any clothes here? I want to change my clothes." Actually, she was cold, very cold.
"No." He said without hesitation, adding something inside, even if there was, it would not change for you, let you push me, make you resist me, make you arrogant.
"So ... then, do you have a hair dryer here?" Well, if this isn't available, she'll just go out wet like this. The big deal is a cold and being surrounded by people. What a great thing. When she got home, she was a good guy again, uh ... no, she was a good girl.
"There is a dryer here. You can consider wrapping a bath towel and throwing the clothes in the dryer to dry it." This was his best advice to her. He wanted to see what she was wearing a bath towel. Arrogant and arrogant in front of him.
Well, He Mei twitched fiercely in her heart, then raised her hand to surrender, and she compromised.
At this moment, what face, what dignity, all TM turned into a cloud in the sky and drifted away with the wind, she only knew that she was cold, really cold.
Huo Jiabao finally went out, He Meixin took off his clothes three times, five and two, then wrapped the body with a large towel on the towel rack beside him, and walked quietly to the bathroom barefoot. Door.
She saw Huo Jiabao sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding the remote control of the large-screen TV in her hand, and staring at the TV that was playing the advertisement extremely hilarious, without blinking.
"Then ... that ... where is the dryer?" She walked behind him softly and asked weakly.
He heard that he turned his head slightly, looked at the wrapped towel, his hair was scattered on his shoulders, and He Meixin was still dripping water. It was a beautiful picture of hibiscus. It was really beautiful, but the expression was a bit strange, as it turned out, She was really afraid of him.
Without answering his question, he only impatiently pointed to the other side of the living room, and He Meixin didn't grind, and hurried over.
A corridor running down the back of the living room, she soon saw where the laundry room was. Walking barefoot on the snow-white polished floor is really not ordinary, bright and cool.
When she walked in front of the dryer, she threw her clothes in, then pressed the start button, and the machine ran quickly. She stepped on the chair beside her because the feet were a little cold on the ground, and her feet quickly left. Off the ground.