After being forced to marry as a surrogate, she amazed the world with her small milk bag

Chapter 93 He Jingyao, Did You Hit Me Last Night?

He Jingyao was so angry that his teeth itch, but Shen Zhiyi was really drunk. Before he raised his hand to teach her a lesson, the little woman fell asleep holding his arm.

She looks like a kitten, with drooping eyelashes, slightly pouty pink lips, and two red clouds hanging on her cheeks, unexpectedly cute.

He Jingyao: Forget it, what is there to argue with a drunk.

Then, as soon as he returned to He's mansion, he completely regretted not teaching her well in the car.

The little woman either pulled his arm and gnawed and bit, or yelled at him as a hooligan.

Is he shameless?
At this time, being called a hooligan, what does Mrs. Wang and the others think of him?

He Jingyao rolled over and pressed down on the little woman's chin, "Shen Zhiyi, take a good look at who I am?"

Shen Zhiyi tried hard to open her eyes, her eyes seemed to be filled with water, looking sparkling.

The next second, she bit her fingertips and turned her head slightly, "Huh? Aren't you the little milk dog brother? My sister has taken a fancy to you tonight, so go with my sister, be good, and have as much money as you want, okay?"

"What did you say?"

Shen Zhiyi laughed silly, pinched the face of "Little Milk Dog", "What? You... aren't you still happy? If... If it weren't for your face to look like Brother Lin Yu, I... I I can't look down on you!"

Lin Yu?Ah!This woman is greedy enough!He Jingyao's face sank to the bottom of the valley, and the sparks in his eyes splashed everywhere.

He bit his back teeth and asked, "If you're not timid, aren't you afraid of being discovered by your husband?"

"Hush..." Shen Zhiyi put his index finger on He Jingyao's lips, and said quietly, "If you don't tell me, I don't tell you, how would he know!"

"Besides, so what if I know? I... I'm not afraid of him. He kissed me with a woman outside. I haven't pursued it yet. If he dares to rant, I'll... I'll divorce him!"

As soon as He Jingyao grasped her hand gesturing wildly in the air, his eyes narrowed sharply, "Are you willing? Don't you like him?"

With alcohol constantly surging in her stomach, Shen Zhiyi twisted her body a little uncomfortable.

He Jingyao pinched her chin and straightened her face.

His eyes approached, "Back to me, do you like him?"

Speaking the truth after drinking, he just wanted to take this opportunity to dig out whether she had himself in her heart.

Shen Zhiyi tilted her head and smiled, and raised her hand to pat He Jingyao's face twice.

"I like you, brother. How can my husband compare to you? You are younger and more energetic than him. You must be physically stronger than him. Tell me, why should I like him?"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and make an offer, will my sister take care of you tonight?"

He Jingyao choked for breath for a few seconds, then closed his eyes, and opened them again, his eyes filled with danger.

"Shen Zhiyi, I think you are really messed up, not as young as him? Not as energetic as his eyes? Not as good as his physical strength?" He Jingyao smiled instead of anger,
He Jingyao snorted and went to get dressed without saying anything.

When turning around, Shen Zhiyi clearly saw bloodstains on his back and neck, as if he had been caught.

She couldn't sit still at that time, and she jumped down.

As soon as he touched the ground, his legs softened and he knelt down.

When He Jingyao turned around, he saw such a scene.

Shen Zhiyi is dead!
He Jingyao laughed at that moment, leaned against the closet door with his shoulders crossed, deliberately teasing her.

"What are you doing? If it's not a holiday, I won't give you this red envelope!"

"He Jingyao, shut up!" Shen Zhiyi gritted her teeth and said angrily.

She spoke the most important words, but her uncontrollable even-numbered feet held her back.

There was a playful low laugh in her ears, and then, she was hugged horizontally by a pair of arms.

"It hurts so badly, do you think you can't get out of bed?"

Shen Zhiyi was put back on the bed, and followed He Jingyao, "Hey, He Jingyao, did you hit me last night?"

He Jingyao paused and turned his gaze back, "What did you say?"

"Otherwise, why am I sore all over? And your back!" Shen Zhiyi rubbed her arms, and gestured on herself again, "It's not that you hit me, I resisted, what else could it be?"

At this moment, Shen Zhiyi has already imagined a passionate picture of her resisting domestic violence.

He Jingyao laughed speechlessly when he heard the words.

"Shen Zhiyi, are you sure you can stand it now? Huh?"

Shen Zhiyi's brain suddenly went blank, and he suddenly understood something.

Damn, it turned out that the pain on his body was actually his...

"What? Finally remembered? Ah, by the way, I heard that your little milk dog brother is better than me in everything. Is this true?"

He Jingyao straightened Shen Zhiyi's drooping face and made her look directly at him.

Shen Zhiyi's palms were covered with sweat, and his mind was running fast.

She remembered that she was dragged by Song Jiaojiao to find "Cowherd", and a little milk dog chatted with her on the way.

Later, she drank too much and felt uncomfortable, so she was helped out by the little milk dog to breathe, and then...

She really doesn't remember.

Wait, was she brought back by He Jingyao last night?
Ah!
She was "caught and raped" by him!

"Mrs. He, you are getting more and more courageous. You even dared to go to the clubhouse to look for 'Cowherd'. Why, could it be that my husband didn't feed you enough?"

He Jingyao said, suddenly lowered his head, and bit her lip hard as punishment.

Shen Zhiyi gasped in pain, his lips were bitten, and his tongue was bloody when he licked it.

She widened her eyes, embarrassed and angry, "He Jingyao, can you stop being so double-standard? I haven't even asked about you and your heart and soul, why are you bothering me?"

The man's dark eyes stared at her for a moment, like a bottomless culvert, making it impossible to see to the bottom.

He lifted his lips coldly, "I have my own way with her!"

In one sentence, it seems to explain, but it also seems to explain nothing.

After finishing speaking, he put on his home clothes and turned around to go out.

The pillow thrown by Shen Zhiyi hit the closed door.

asshole!

(End of this chapter)