After Those Years of Misery

"Let me down, Mr. Joe." Zillog's tone was cold, deliberately alienating him.

"Calling Mr. Joe in my arms, don't you feel awkward?"

In his arms... She didn't know what was wrong, Xu Shi was just frightened, and her heart beat faster when he said anything.

Avoiding his ambiguous eyes that were not smiling, she cleared her throat and said coldly, "I don't think."

He didn't say anything any more, holding her, went to the door of his apartment and knocked on the door.

As soon as she heard the knock on the door, Sister Li ran quickly, opened the door and saw Qiao Yushi holding Qiluoge, and blurted out: "Oh, Miss Qi, what's wrong? Is it hurt?"

She was just frightened, wherever she was hurt, he wanted to hold it. When Mrs. Li asked, Zilog's face immediately turned red like a cooked shrimp.

Staring at him displeased, heart said: I said no to hug, you must hug, don't you embarrass me?

He was very calm, and said lightly: "She is injured, go buy her a mullet to stew the soup."

"Hey! Okay, go now." Aunt Li was just cooking, and she dried her hands and took off her apron.

"No need, I'm not injured!" She yelled to Sister Li. She was receiving Qiao Yushi's salary. Naturally, she listened to his orders. Only Qiluoge smiled and led her out.

Qiao Yushi strode into the bedroom holding Zillog and put her gently on the bed.

As soon as she was free, she was about to sit up, but he pressed it back gently and firmly.

"Don't move, let me see."

With that, she checked her feet from her head, and nothing was unusual in the front. He turned her over and lay on the bed, checking her back.

There were a few scars on her back with stones, which were particularly conspicuous on her jade-white skin.

"Does it hurt?" He asked softly, with endless concerns in the question.

Zilog's heart couldn't help but throb, why should he care about her so much? He didn't want her to care.

Tears accumulated in her eyes uncontrollably, and she shook her head gently. She didn't want to speak, for fear that he would be moved by her.

He took out his cellphone from his pocket and dialed the number expertly. She heard him tell the other party: "Muqing, come to my apartment... Yes, now, take medicine for trauma."

"No need!" She turned her head and refused, but he had already closed the line.

Hey, saying that it was unnecessary twice had no effect, she thought weakly, in his world, only his words count.

"Mr. Joe, you really don't need to care about me so much. I'm not you, I'm just a bed warmer, and I really haven't suffered any injuries..."

This woman, why is she so wordy, can she not but be so noisy, and obediently accept his kindly arrangement?

What he did to her, she will always be so insensitive? It's horrible!

"I think you were more cute when you were scared." He laughed at her naggingly, and said this to her jokingly, but it was also his truth.

Thinking of her with a pale little face, she threw on him, as if he was her world, as if he was her heaven, her support. That feeling really made him feel endless.

He looks so intoxicated, inexplicably. Not thinking about studying what he was thinking, she was just thinking about going to take a bath.

As if he understood her heart, he immediately understood what she was going to do when he saw her looking at his body.

He knew that every time she didn't want to make affection with him, she would take a bath afterwards, as if to remove his traces. This is true for him, let alone a tramp who stinks all over?

Bending close to her, Zillog thought he was going to kiss her. She didn't want him to kiss, at this time, she felt all over her body dirty.

"Don't kiss, I'm so dirty." She said without thinking, and she regretted it after she said it.

He really wanted to kiss her, but he still washed her white, and kissed her after washing her incense.

"Go take a shower." He said with a smile, and picked her up again. She was not badly hurt, and the bath was probably fine.

Take a shower as soon as you take a shower, why do you want to hug her again? It was her that frightened him, not him. Why is he so abnormal?

"Mr. Joe, let me down." He didn't seem to hear, and took her a few steps out of the bedroom to the bathroom door.

"Qiao Yushi, you let me down! Why do you always hold me, can you be normal!" All the resisting words he said were invalid, and she finally couldn't help but get angry at him.

He suddenly discovered that she was so cute even to lose her temper. Apricot-eyed, pouting Lao Gao with a small mouth, delicate and sexy.

Unable to help, he leaned over her lips trembling slightly with anger and agreed.

Was her mouth coated with sweet-scented osmanthus honey? How sweet, sweeter and softer than any kiss.

I want to taste it, but I don’t want to let it go.

"Don't..." She wanted to resist, but while she was speaking, her tongue slipped in domineeringly by his clever tongue.

He tasted the maze in the little mouth, and kissed her harder, teased her, so that her little tongue was tightly mixed with his.

Intellectually, she really didn't want to be kissed by him, but her body was just the opposite of her reason.

His kiss swept through all her fears and uneasiness today, and actually played a magical soothing effect, which she had not expected.

The surviving reason told her to reject him, take off his kiss hard, and pant and yelled at him, "Qiao Yushi, can you not do this?"

"Why don't you, you are my woman, shouldn't I kiss you?" He smiled evilly and asked back.

It feels so good to kiss her this time. She said it was rejection, but the moment of intoxication and the unbearable response, even if it was only a moment, made him feel it.

Little thing, her attitude of refusing to welcome really killed him.

If it weren’t for her being frightened just now, and her back was hurt, he really wanted to give her...

Sure enough, his lower body swelled up, and he suppressed the evil fire forcibly, not daring to look at her little mouth again.

"Mr. Joe, don't be mistaken, I'm not your woman." She said coldly to him resisting, struggling hard for a few times, and slipping from his arm.

Damn, she dare to say that she is not his woman!

"Having made so many love with me, now I turn around and say that you are not my woman? Your head is broken," he frowned, displeased.

"Who said that your woman is yours if you have **** with you? According to you, are you women who are clients?"

"You..." Why is her mouth so unforgiving? It's really mad at him.

"If I keep kissing you and wanting you, do you admit that you are my woman?" Staring at her fierce little face, he frowned and asked her.

If this is the case, he will not care about anything, and will kill her as a **** according to his own wishes.

Knowing that he was about to pounce, she stopped screaming.

Confronting the tramp today, she consumed a lot of physical strength, and she couldn't bear his ravages at this time. Besides, she has already thought about it, no matter what method is hard or soft, as long as it can reduce the number of times he gets close to her.

Since he disliked her clearing away from him, she must be more compliant at this time.

"Didn't you tell me to take a bath? I'll take a bath."

"Scared?" His angry anger dissipated because of her retreat, raised his eyebrows, and asked her with a wicked smile.

She didn't look at his smile, stretched out her hand to twist the bathroom door, stepped in, trying to shut him out.

With his long legs stretched out, he blocked the door early and squeezed in.

"If you're afraid, let me wash it for you!"

Is it fair to let him bath her?

In the past two years, it has never happened, and she will not allow this to happen in the future.

"Thank you, no need. I have good hands and feet, and I don't need to trouble you." She didn't dare to ridicule him anymore, she could only speak a little more politely and alienately.

He didn't find it bothersome, and he was inexplicably looking forward to helping her bathe.

Today's behavior, even he himself felt a bit strange, no wonder she would say to make him normal.

This girl is so pitiful, but it doesn't mean that she has no scheming, and she can't let her see if she doesn't worry about taking a bath alone.

Thinking of this, he deliberately scowled and said coldly: "Zillog, I want you here, now."

After speaking, he came to peel her skirt.

He finally showed his true face, almost thought he loved her, but fortunately she was still sober, she thought silently and closed her eyes silently.

If he wants, she can only give it, and giving him a puppet that doesn't respond is a good way to make him disgusted.

It seemed that this was necessary for her to obey. He looked fierce, but his hands were not heavy. He helped her take off her skirt, turned on the water, and adjusted the temperature.

When he was pushed underwater, she thought he was going to invade her underwater, keeping her eyes closed, swallowing tears of humiliation back into her heart.

He did not touch her sensitive parts, grabbed her small hand with his big hand, and helped her wash her arms little by little.

Opening her eyes strangely, she looked at him in disbelief, didn't she ask for her? Is it just scaring her and forcing her to let him take a bath?

What reason does he have to bathe her so persistently?

Regardless of his reasons, she shouldn't let him do this kind of thing, it's too intimate and unreasonable.

He was holding her arm with one hand, and pressing the shower gel with the other hand. Taking this opportunity, she struggled and broke free from his hand.

Not honest again! He grabbed her back unhappily and rubbed the shower gel on her slender arm with a little effort.

She shook her hand again and said coldly: "You either want it or go out. I don't want you to do such a thing for me!"

"Why?" Her attitude was so alienated, she still angered him after all.

He stopped applying the shower gel on his hand, staring at her eyes, frowning and asking.

"Does this need to be asked? You are Xue'er's husband, and you should treat her well. You shouldn't do it for others except your wife, don't you understand?"

It's just that she wants to endure and doesn't want to mess with him anymore, she finds that sometimes she can't help it.

After shouting at him, her tears came out.

Why didn't he understand, she wanted him to leave and wanted him to go to Xueer's side.

Why did he let her be a shameless third party and hate her? Why do you hate her? It's driving her crazy, she will hate him if this continues.

When she cried, he felt a little at a loss. He instinctively reached out to wipe her tears, but his hands were full of shower gel.

How did this happen? Seeing her injured today, he gave up all preconceptions about her and pityed her, and couldn't bear to bully her again. She cried like this, as if he was so hateful, and caring became embarrassing for her.