Lu Hanting's step is very big. Xia Xiwan stumbles behind him. At this time, he comes to the door of the room. Lu Hanting kicks open the door and drags Xia Xiwan in directly.

Xia Xiwan has not yet stood, he was pulled to the bathroom, he pushed her in front of the toilet, and then opened the cold water, began to wash, poke her hands.

What does he do?

What are you crazy about?

Xia Xiwan quickly screwed up Xiumei and began to struggle.

But there is a big gap between men and women's strength. Lu Hanting's slender fingers clasped her hard, making her unable to move. He hung his handsome eyelids and focused on scrubbing her wrist, as if to wash off a layer of skin.

Lu felt very dirty.

Just think of her two white wrists being pulled by the two drunken rich second generation and the boss, his chest was filled with bloodthirsty rage.

I don't know why, he can't see other men touch her, even a small hand.

He knew that he was abnormal. He was trying his best to restrain himself, but he still couldn't.

He can't stand it.

Xia Xiwan has already noticed his temper. She can't irritate him at this time, so she calms down and lets him toss.

A few minutes later, Lu Hanting finally stopped. He stepped forward with his long legs and pressed her directly on the wall of porcelain jade. Two slender fingers squeezed her small jaw, and then stared at her coldly. "Have I warned you not to scratch your head and pose outside, don't you understand?"

Scratch. Head pose?

Xia Xiwan shook his head quickly, I didn't!

"Oh," Lu Hanting said with a low and dangerous laugh from his throat, "how about now you split a horse to show me?"

“..”

Xia Xiwan's circle of contacts is relatively clean, but she has heard a lot about it. She has heard that many rich people choose girls in high-end clubs and smash piles of cash on girls to make them a horse.

The more the girls split their legs, the more they could satisfy the men's desire for change.

Xia Xiwan stared at the man in front of him, and suddenly realized that the man never played with women, but he knew the means of playing with women.

She suddenly remembered an article she had read in a magazine, which commented on a 30-year-old man who was really mature. He should not only have enough money and power, but also have a pair of eyes that can see through women.

This kind of man can be called the best, can satisfy the woman to the man all imagination.

Xia Xiwan can't deny that she really loves this kind of man. Under her elegant and precious appearance, she can interpret the evil spirit of men's indulgence incisively and vividly, which is as fascinating as Poppy.

But what does he mean now?

Xia Xiwan suddenly understood his mind to her, he should not be Do you like her?

Xia Xiwan trembles the slender Yujie and looks at him suspiciously.

Lu Hanting also felt that he had said what he had said. Now he could not accept that he was attracted to a little servant girl.

He quickly let go of Xia Xiwan.

Xia Xiwan holds his injured right arm, which means I'll bandage it for you!

....

Two people returned to the room, Lu Hanting sat beside the bed, Xia Xiwan stood in front of him, bent down, took off his black shirt with blood, she used a cotton ball stained with alcohol to help him wipe the wound.

Looking at this ferocious wound, Xia Xiwan's heart is still trembling, this is to save her from the injury, her clear eyes overflowed with bright water pain?