Chapter 82
She giggled.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's so fun to play with you." She slapped his hand away, "I don't like when others pick my chin, I hate it." He did the same.She remembered that night more than five years ago, when she picked his chin, he was so angry that his eyes were about to burst into flames.

She once threatened him that she would post his nude photos online.In the car just now, instead of him coercing her to post the sex recording online.

It was destined somewhere that she would be revenged for beating him up?
His eyes congealed with dark desire, "You look like me in this respect. Then what do you like?" He leaned close to her ear, "Like if I fuck you hard?"

She reached out and pinched hard on his waist.

The strength guaranteed to pinch his waist green, and he didn't even say a word, he had a bit of backbone.

pain tolerance.

"I like your impotence." After finishing speaking, she smiled gracefully.

His stern complexion was darker than the bottom of the pot, "You dead woman..."

She broke free from his restraint, "If I die, do you want to rape the corpse at night?"

He said to the two bodyguards who followed a few steps behind, "Your boss has such a strong and perverted habit of raping corpses, do you know that?"

The two bodyguards looked very embarrassed, and their expressions were as cool as Yan Shiting's, so it was inconvenient to talk to them.

Yan Shiting really wanted to kiss her nonsense mouth to death.

"What kind of employer, what kind of bodyguard." Cheng Yingxuan gave him a hopeless look, and stepped into the lobby of the villa.

In the luxurious hall, the dinner that was just served was already set on the table.

She glanced at the food on the table: beef pie, seafood curry, sirloin steak, pasta with spaghetti sauce.

It's all for two.

A glass of milk was placed in front of one of the tables, and a cup of dark strong coffee was placed at the next table.

"Isn't this food the same as what we ate at the restaurant on the fourth floor of Mingda Hotel last time? Your chef can also cook it?" She naturally walked to the table with milk and sat down.

The servant Mrs. Chen said from the side, "Miss Cheng, the young master said that you like the food of that family, so he invited the cook from that family."

Cheng Yingxuan glanced at Yan Shiting in surprise, "Are you out of your mind? If I don't come, isn't your cook hired for nothing?"

"Aren't you here?" He asked back.

She shrugged indifferently, ready to pick up chopsticks.

He frowned, "Wash your hands before eating."

Why are these words so familiar?She remembered that she often said this to her son Cheng Xiaobao in the past, but in the past year, Xiaobao would wash his hands before eating, so she didn't need to explain.

She snorted, "I'm your daughter? I want you to teach me."

A servant came over with a basin of water and bowed in front of her, "Miss Cheng, please wash your hands."

She widened her eyes, looking at the golden water basin...

He reached out and knocked, "Yan Shiting, this basin in your house seems to be made of gold!"

He flicked his finger on the washbasin again, and said with certainty, "It's really gold, damn it, Mr. Yan, wash your hands with a gold basin, you are too rich!"

Seeing his cool look, he didn't intend to answer her words at all.

She put her hand into the basin, the water was warm and the temperature was just right, she let her hands soak in the basin and didn't want to move, she winked at Yan Shiting, "Didn't you tell me to wash my hands? I can't, come and help me."

The servant Mrs. Chen came over, "Miss Cheng, the young master doesn't like touching other women, let me wash it for you..."

(End of this chapter)

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