My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Sun Shao's pants had been taken off. She was about to assault her when she saw it. Babe White didn't know where the strength came from. She took a leg and kicked Sun Shao's crotch.

“Hiss.” Sun Xiao snorted.

This is when Babe White gets up and runs.

Open the compartment door and she runs in the hallway.

“Little bitch, don't run! Stop right there!” Sun Shuo chased him up.

Babe White accelerated her footsteps, but against her will, she was tripped by a purely handmade wool carpet and fell to the floor.

“Little bitch, run, now where are you going? I'll kill you later!” Sun Less came forward, reaching out and pulling her hair.

White Belle is as desperate as the abyss.

She can't run anymore.

Who's gonna save her?

At this point, she dropped her gaze and added a pair of shiny black leather shoes, up with a narrow black slim fit trousers, with flat, sharp pants.

White Babe's eyes lit up, ten slim white fingers up, a little bit, tightly grabbed the man's pants leg, “Help... me, please...”

When he saw someone coming, Sun Shao looked up quickly. “You better stay out of your business. I'm Sun...”

Sun Shao's voice stopped, because it was the palace that came.

This hotel is a Miyagi family. Miyagi came for a business meeting this time, and he followed secretary Ajay.

Miyagi tends to Kyoto. This is not the person he can offend. Sun Shao quickly retracted his vicious face and replaced it with a gloomy face. He nods his head and waists. “Miyagi, hello. ”

The palace's faceless oblique grandson gave Sun a small glance, then he squatted on one knee and extended his long fingers to provoke Babe's tiny jaw.

The girl had a wolf on her face, her forehead had been smashed, blood had spilled, and two tall, swollen clapping marks on her greasy, pink cheeks were pitiful.

Still angry with him this afternoon, little girl. It's only been a few hours, that's all?

“Does it hurt?” Miyagi asked.

Babe shook his head hard, “It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all! ”

Her big black and white eyes sparkled, her soft, boneless little hands wrapped around him and held his big hand tight, "Brother-in-law, can you... help me? ”

Her fine voice asked carefully.

Miyagi picked the eyebrows, she asked so uncertain, she was not sure he would save her, and yes, she was the "brother-in-law” in his mouth, probably with the white family.

“Major Miyagi, this is my girlfriend, we have a little conflict, you... don't worry about it...”

Miyagi looks at the girl, "Is he your boyfriend? ”

“No, I don't have a boyfriend, I don't have a boyfriend.” White Babe's mouth says clearly.

Junmei Miyagi's five officers softened. Her answer made him very satisfied. Most men do this, demanding the same cleanliness of what they ate.

He also knew that it was the first time she had given him red clubs in the bathroom that night that his little monster had been flushed with water.

“Brother-in-law...” Bai Beibei looked forward to looking at him, and now he is her last lifesaving straw.

The next second, her body was empty, she had been held across.

The sudden shock caused Babe White to quickly reach out and hold him around his neck, itching on his face, as she rubbed his shirt collar.

Babe looked up at him timidly, white shirt, wearing a formal tie, man made hair, fashionable middle, revealed a forehead full of wisdom, he held her forward, the crystal light of the corridor champagne reflected on his beautiful side face, so beautiful.

He saved her!

Bai Beibei didn't know how to be him, he helped her many times.

Every time she needs help, he always shows up.

The blood that had just cooled down was a little warm, she buried her little face, he had a clear, smelly male smell, she didn't dare to smell, she held her face red.

……

In the presidential suite.

The palace gently placed the white babe on a soft queen bed, and he took out a small medicine box.

Opening the medicine box, he sat beside the bed with a cotton swab and a little alcohol in his hand, and he went to clean the wound on her forehead.

“If it hurts, you make a sound. ”

“Oh.” Babe White sat down.

She didn't scream for pain, the palace was quite amazing, such a little girl should be the most afraid of pain, but alcohol touched her wound and she didn't even have a frown.

In the corridor, she didn't have tears on her face, either. Dry.

Doesn't it hurt? ”

White babes with long, butterfly winged lashes, "No pain, I'm used to it. ”

Habit?

Miyagi picked up the wound patch and put it on her forehead, "Does anybody hit you often? ”

Babe looked up at him and his eyes shook his head, “No, I was just saying. ”

The palace stopped, and he grinned at the corner of his lips, smiling with a favor he had never even noticed himself, “A lying child is not a good child. ”

He smiled so beautifully that Babe White bit his pink lower lip with his fine white teeth and didn't know what to say.

When the knock of "knock” sounded, Ajay walked in, "President, you want the ice. ”

“Okay.” Miyagi went to the bathroom and grabbed a damp towel, wrapped it with ice, and handed it to her, "Put your face on and get rid of the swelling quickly. ”

“Thank you." Babe White reached for it.

“You don't have to thank me. I have a meeting now. Jie stays. If you need to talk to him, he'll take you home later. I'll go first.” Miyagi looked at the watch on her hand and lifted her legs to go.

His shirt was then dragged by a small, slim white hand.

He looked back and saw the little girl's face blushing. She looked at Ajay and then looked at him again. She looked like she had stopped talking.

“What's the matter? ”

Bai Beibei was embarrassed and a little ashamed of her teeth. She waved, indicating that the palace had listened to her in the near future.

The palace turned around and came to her.

The girl's little hand dragged him in the corner again, and she looked at him in full swing, letting him down.

Never before had a girl made such a small move on him, a bit like a petite, the palace felt soft in her heart, picked a sword brow, he lowered his body as she wished.

The two faces were close, breathing blended together, and Babe White came to his ears, whispering, “Can I have a pair of... panties? ”

The last two words were almost silent, but the palace was clearly heard, and men were naturally sensitive to such words.

His eyebrows moved, and he looked at her white dress with no tone.

She sat in a straight position with her legs tightly together and was deeply afraid that someone would see her without her panties.

The panties were just ripped off by the grandson in the box.

The palace rolled quietly between her throats, because she didn't have to cover it, and he clearly remembered the scene in which she was wearing a white dress that night, and then he took it off.

He lifted the skirt first, tasted enough before pulling the collar off the shoulders on both sides and touching her.