Hidden Marriage Husband Presumptuously Pamper

Chapter 22 His Prey
She bit her lower lip, stepped forward a few steps, and came to him.

Shangguan Ling's gaze was like a sleeping lion opening its eyes to look at the prey it was about to eat, with a ferocious and predatory look.

Su Fu moved back a little, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Shangguan Ling's hand tightened hard, deliberately trying to make her feel like pain, "Where are the shoes?"

"I lost it." Su Fu endured the pain, her voice trembling slightly.

Is he going to crush her?
"What's going on here?" Shangguan Ling's fingertips gently slid the red spot on her fair arm.

All Sufu's arrogance disappeared without a trace, and she was as docile as a sheep: "Mosquito bites."

"Where did the mosquito bite?"

"Mosquitoes in the flowers."

Shangguan Ling sneered and grabbed her hand, tightening it even more.

"It hurts..." Half of Su Fu's bright face turned pale with pain in an instant.

"It's fine, why did you run into the flowers, huh?" Shangguan Lingming knew that she had escaped, but he deliberately asked her to say it herself.

Invisibly, it gave her a huge psychological pressure.

He is like a very patient hunter, following his plan step by step, brutally killing his prey.

And Su Fu, at this moment, is the prey who is about to be played to death.

Su Fu suppressed the pain that was about to blurt out, "Master, I know I was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't have run away."

"Hmph." Shangguan Ling snorted coldly and shook off her hand.

Su Fu's face was already pale, without a trace of blood, and she quickly grasped the painful wrist with one hand.

Shangguan Ling lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the coffee table. Su Fu took out a cigarette from the coffee table graciously, and brought it to him.

"Master, please."

"You're smart!" Shangguan Ling gently held the cigarette between his thin lips, and Su Fu turned around and picked up the metal lighter, and carefully lit it for him.

Taking a deep breath, Shangguan Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, "Jiang Chuan, how long has it been?"

"Go back to Master, it's still 10 minutes away."

Shangguan Ling stroked his beautifully curved chin with one hand, and said in a ruthless voice, "It's time to warm up."

"Yes, Master!"

Jiang Chuan said a few words into the wireless headset, and the deafening music stopped abruptly.

pat.

Jiang Chuan snapped his fingers, and the woman who was dancing on the man's body a moment ago embraced him.

The unrestrainedness made Su Fu unbearably nauseous, she turned to one side and vomited.

"A worthless thing." Shangguan Ling sneered coldly.

Su Fu, whose stomach was overwhelmed, didn't have time to pay attention to Shangguan Ling's ridicule. After throwing up for a while, she finally felt better.

This time she learned to be smart, she lowered her eyes, looked at her nose with her eyes, and her heart with her nose.

Don't look at those hot eye pictures.

He couldn't help but secretly guess what Shangguan Ling meant by bringing her here?
It's not as simple as just letting her watch these hot-eyed pictures.

A hand stretched out, and she was pulled by a force, and she fell into Shangguan Ling's arms.

With a malicious smile on the man's sexy thin lips, he grabbed her jaw with one hand: "Open your eyes and watch."

"boring!"

"Boring?" Shangguan Ling smiled coldly and cruelly: "There are more boring things."

His eyes darkened, "Jiang Chuan, bring it here!"

"Yes, master!" Jiang Chuan responded and gave instructions into the wireless headset.

The closed door opened, and the expressionless man in black walked in, holding the red-faced man who was struggling and begging for mercy from left to right.

(End of this chapter)