My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Cold Iris tried to pull his little hand back, but he held it tight and she couldn't get away.

Zhou Yao watched as her face was cold and unwieldy. Her mouth was stained with laughter. "Who taught you to dance? My grandfather? He is also a tripod cat kung fu. ”

“No... Grandpa taught very well!” She quickly rebutted.

She's just too dumb.

“It's only been a few days, and Grandpa screamed smoothly.” He laughed.

Cold Iris found herself talking to him again, and she hummed and continued to ignore him.

“I'll teach you how to dance.” He wrapped his hands tightly around her, supporting her with generous strength, and he patiently carried her along to adapt her to the tunes of the dance.

Cold Iris soon learned, did not step on his feet again, she glanced up at him, did not expect this man full of rough words could dance so well.

Also, although he was a soldier, he came from a well-known family and was actually the best educated man in the world.

Look at him in this dress, and he's got a great sense of style.

The Cold Iris has no cruelty in his heart. He can pretend. He's a bastard who can put a sperm in his head at all times, in private!

“Let's get closer.” He stretched his left arm around her slim waist.

This pose is too close. The fabric of both people rubs together. Cold iron is resistant. “Don't...”

“Don't move, old man. They're watching. ”

Cold eagle side eyes, not only Master Zhou, even Zhou Father Zhou's mother's eyes floated here from time to time, to see their attitude and friendliness, all three of them with a happy smile on their faces.

She stopped moving.

“Huh...” Zhou Yao lowered his laugh and was as proud as she was of her death spot.

“Why are you laughing?” She stared at him.

Zhou Yao picked a sword brow. His eyes looked at her brightly. At first, she stared at him. When his eyes filled with laughing and non-laughing light, she opened her eyes.

Her forehead reached his shoulder. Her sense of smell was strong masculinity. She couldn't hide. At the same time, her cheeks itched slightly. His breath spilled off and her thin lips rubbed off if anything.

This danced down and her ears were all burnt red.

……

Back at Zhou's house, Master Zhou greatly appreciated Zhou Yao's performance tonight, “You son, finally did something to my satisfaction, that's right, our Zhou family men love their wives. ”

Mr. Zhou looked at Cold Iris. “Iris, you're tired too. Go back to your room and rest. Just as Zhou Yao came back, you must have a lot to say, haha...”

It's like I've already seen five big words on Master Zhou's full smile - - I'm going to hug my grandson!

She laughed, “Grandpa, Mom and Dad, I'll go back to my room first.” She didn't wait for Zhou Yao to finish, and turned away.

“Grandpa, Mom and Dad, you should get some rest.” Zhou Yaobao pulled his long legs behind the Cold Iris.

Old Master Zhou and Father Zhou Zhou saw the two so and nodded with satisfaction.

Cold Iris went back to the room, just walked into the door, and the man behind him chased him, and he reached out and snapped her wrist, "Mrs. Zhou, how did you walk so fast? Wait for me!”

Cold Iris didn't let him near, avoided his hand, and she turned around and punched him in the heart.

“Hiss.” Zhou Yao snorted directly in his heart.

She didn't expect to actually hit him, and with his hands he could definitely hide, but he didn't hide and froze.

“Extinguished?” While she was stunned, he jumped right up and held her.

“Get your filthy hands off me!” She lifted her right knee beneath him.

His right hand split her knee back and pushed her backwards halfway. Cold ridge felt her back cold and he had already reached the corner of the wall.

Her apricot eyes stared, “Are you on drugs again? ”

Zhou Yao pressed her shoulder with one hand and her soft waist with the other. He locked her in an absolutely dominant position. "I admitted that I was a little impulsive that day, suddenly you. I shouldn't have said those words. Actually, that's not what I meant. I didn't see you as that kind of woman...”

What kind of woman?

He said she wouldn't know about men and women, and he said he was bored for three months, so why don't we have some fun with him once... he simply saw her as a very casual woman.

He humiliated her deeply.

“I don't want to hear from you, but leave your explanations and mantras to another woman...”

“I have no other woman!” He spoke with a high voice.

Cold Iris, all the struggling moves have stopped. Isn't there another woman? Who's this bullshit for?

Zhou Yao glanced at her and lifted his hand to pull the tie between his necks. He casually threw the tie on the queen bed beside him. He raised his head slightly and unbuttoned a button around his neck.

The two men stood at the corner of the balcony at this moment, and the clean moonlight slowly shined on the man's face, and the cold shovel raised his head to see his male sexy throat, because the white shirt collar in his tie stood up, revealing a mysterious… enchantment.

She started hard.

Zhou Yao said, “I'm sorry. ”

She's overdue.

“Sorry, I officially apologized to you for what happened that day. It was all my fault, I hope you can forgive me. ”

She really heard the sincere confession in his voice, not without shock, a man like him would do the same to a woman... lol apologize?

There was a rough tactile flux attached to her cheek, Zhou Yao stretched out his left hand to hold her face, and he nudged her delicate skin with his fingers.

“What do you want to do now?” She punched him and smashed him on the shoulder.

He didn't hide either. When her fist dropped, he held her hand. "Enough? I'll call you until you're pissed off! ”

“Fancy words and faces saying that you don't have a woman, I think you are a senior-in-love, feminine!” She bit her teeth.

Zhou Yao hooked up a wicked curve. “Some skills are born of men. Believe it or not, I'm still a virgin anyway. ”

A virgin?

Cold Iris was almost choked, and if he was a virgin, all the men in the world would be good people.

She didn't want to ignore him at all.

The room suddenly became quiet, he pressed her like this, his fingers and stomach gently grabbed her skin, he looked at the thin makeup applied on her face, her complexion was fine and cold on weekdays, now the lips red teeth white is a bit more seductive.

His gaze continued downwards, she had just not looked closely at the banquet, she wore a red evening dress, the fine crystal strap grabbed her pink neck, revealed a large fine clavicle, the chest-wrapped style wrapped in a luminous arc around her chest...

Cold Iris glanced at him with his eyes when he stopped talking. It didn't matter that he looked at her breasts as soon as he saw her. She trembled in a temper, "Zhou Yao! ”