Luxury family's favor: BOSS's forbidden heart

Zi Qi would rather not have such happiness.

His interest is her, so if he wants to do what he likes, then she must sacrifice herself.

Ziqi looked down at herself. She was wearing silk pajamas and seemed a little thin. She had long been occupied by Huang Pu. From head to toe, she seemed to have no capital to take out.

How can she go along with her? Zi Qi asked No. 38, "does Huang Pu like active women?"

No. 38 looked confused: "I don't know. Madam, it's better to ask the young master."

No. 38 is really embarrassing for her. In this case, if she said to Huang puchong, the consequences would be unimaginable. Ziqi felt terrible just thinking about it.

After leaving on the 38th, she didn't walk around as restlessly as she just did.

But sitting on the sofa, the whole person is in a quiet state. In that extremely quiet state, Ziqi is thinking about how she wants to invest in Huangpu's hobby.

Give yourself to him. Last time she took the initiative, but he didn't buy it at all.

But she felt that her scale was big enough last time. What if that didn't work? If she wants to save Tang Zhongyan, she must work hard to please Huang puyong, otherwise Tang Zhongyan will be in danger.

What? What? She began to fret again.

Ziqi rummaged in the wardrobe. There were clothes she could wear in Huangpu's wardrobe, but she knew that those clothes were not specially prepared for her, but bought for Su ziyao.

They are all lace and gauze. They look like immortals. They don't know what kind of person Su ziyao is. Ziqi's understanding of Huang Puyu let her know that Su ziyao's clothes should not be what I like, but what Huang Puyu likes.

He likes women who are a little fairy and a little princess sick.

But Ziqi didn't like those. She rummaged through the wardrobe and found a set of black leather underwear, a black whip and a hemp rope in the depths of the wardrobe.

It seems that if she wants to sell herself, she must show some ability, she must give up.

Ziqi holds the hemp rope in her hand. It's really not easy to bind herself.

She went to the bathroom. When she came out, she had changed into the same leather underwear as she didn't.

Then she shouted to the room, "Huang puchong, I want to see you."

There was a camera in the room. Although she didn't find out where the camera was, she could be sure.

I don't know if she can attract Huang puchong's attention.

Huang puchong held a glass of red wine in his hand. He shook the red wine, looked dignified, and was not in a good mood. As long as he remembered the way that the woman knelt down to beg him for a wild man, he felt that every pore of his was blocked. It was really uncomfortable.

He took a sip of red wine, then turned his head and looked at the monitoring video screen. At a glance, he saw Su Ziqi wearing very revealing clothes. The red wine in Huang Pu's mouth had not been swallowed. When Su Ziqi's new dress appeared in front of him, he couldn't help but take a sip of red wine and spray it out at the monitoring video.

The surveillance video is full of red wine stains, but he doesn't care about the valuable screen. Instead, he thinks that Su Ziqi is really a dog challenging his limits. Do you want him to have nosebleed?

But he didn't feel his blood gushing. There was a surge of anger running from the center of his feet to the top of his head.

What made him angry was that the woman wanted to please him so much in order to save the wild man. What made him even more angry was that the woman shouldn't wear that suit.

His hand was tightly pulled into a fist, and Su Ziqi's cry came to his ear.

"Huang Puyu, come out. Don't you want me? I'll give it to you. You speed up. I can't stand it."

In order to attract his attention, the woman was really desperate. She put her slender fingers on her chest and kept scratching. The more she did, the more she felt strange.

Huang Pu frowned and felt strange. He asked No. 38 to send it. It was clearly a cup of fire reducing tea. How could it be drunk by the woman as a love medicine.

"Huang puchong, I miss you. Please show up quickly. People are waiting for you to cry. Please, if you don't show up again, people will be anxious..."

In order to match her charming tone, Ziqi also fell on the floor, scratched her head and turned her body, making herself look like a kitten to be sold in the market. In order to sell at a good price, she showed herself heartily.

Ziqi really doesn't know whether it's useful to do so. She feels very strange. If she is herself at ordinary times, she will never make that shameful action, let alone that shameful tone.

But for Tang Zhongyan, she threw herself out.

I hope it's really like what the 38th said. His interest is her, and her interest can attract his attention.

Huang puchong smiled evil at the screen. He was not in a hurry to see Su Ziqi.

Instead, he sat back in his position and poured himself a glass of red wine gracefully. He held the glass of red wine, shook it gently, looked at the big screen, and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

Ziqi lay cold on the floor, but the door was still closed.

She was thinking that if Huang puchong couldn't see her showing off so much, wouldn't she be wasting her spirit?

She screwed off her eyebrows and simply fell on the floor. Although those gestures were not difficult, they were very tiring.

Ziqi changed her tactics: "Huang puchong, you bastard, get out of here and let's fight alone. I want to see if you are good or I am good."

While drinking red wine, Huang puchong thought, what does that woman want to give him, bed Kung Fu?

It's really confident. When he wants her, she just lies down and doesn't move. Many times, Huang puchong feels that he is simply showing off his amorous feelings to a telegraph pole. It's hateful to think about it.

He looked up and poured the red wine into his throat. Then he poured another glass for himself.

Ziqi scolded for a long time. She was the only one in such a big room. The door was closed and there was still no sign of opening. She was a little tired and felt that her actions were useless.

No, she can't give up like this. If she gives up like this, Tang Zhongyan will be dead.

Then what shall I do? Ziqi frowned.

After thinking for a moment, she changed her tactics again.

Holding the whip in her hand, she fell heavily on the floor. The whip hit the floor and made a clatter. Ziqi took the whip away, held it in her hand, took a deep breath and forced herself to make a great determination.