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The Young Master's Bride

Chapter 392
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392 How long has it been since I bullied you?

If li beixiao were to act shamelessly, Huo qingge would not be able to do anything to him. Moreover, li beixiao knew very well where her sensitive points were and how to tease her so that she would not be able to stand it.

A few moments later, Huo qingge’s small face turned red. She angrily hit him with her hands, but he held her down with one hand, raised her over her head, and held her down.

“Be more serious!”

Huo qingge was both embarrassed and annoyed. They had been together for some time now, but they had never really done anything intimate.

However, it took a long time for li beixiao to do it once. He thought of ways to torture her for the whole night and kept changing positions.

Even so, Huo qingge still could not stand li beixiao’s teasing. Every time, her heart would beat wildly, and she could not resist.

what did I do to you? you’re not serious again. Your clothes are fine, and you didn’t go to bed ...

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Li beixiao did not even kiss Huo qingge. He only said it on her neck, which was slightly itchy and she could not stand it.

His hands were also starting to light up on her body, but he didn’t rub her body directly.

It’s to flirt with you until your heart itches, but not to get serious with you.

In fact, li beixiao did not feel good when Huo qingge was upset. However, he understood this woman’s temper too well.

He had to be shameless. She would only obey you when she was annoyed by you because he knew that she would want it too. This was human instinct.

“Li beixiao, you better speak properly and don’t hit me. Don’t bully me again and try to fool this matter!”

Huo qingge tried her best not to be affected by li beixiao. She could not push him away, and her hand was pressed down by him. She could not move.

“What else have you done to lie to me?”

He was so good at pretending to be drunk, and he even bit her finger and refused to let go. That Rascal look after getting drunk was actually all an act. The Oscars owed him an award.

“Then you’ll have to let me think about it!”

Li beixiao’s rough thumb rubbed against Huo qingge’s delicate lips, his action slightly teasing.

His stern face was filled with a lazy ruffian’s expression, and the words he said were low and very pleasant to the ears, with a bit of hoarseness and sexiness.

“Li beixiao, let me go. Do you still want to think?”

Huo qingge was annoyed. She was just asking. She did not expect li beixiao to lie to her about other things.

She also realized that she had been led by the nose by him. He was talking about all sorts of things and not following her rhythm at all.

“Are you angry?”

Li beixiao asked the second “angry” of the night.

Looking at his woman’s angry face, he knew that she was really angry.

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“Let me go!”

Huo qingge felt wronged. She had never lied to him, but he was like an old fox who always lied to her. How could she not feel wronged?

“How long has it been since I’ve bullied you?”

Li beixiao pressed his forehead against Huo qingge’s forehead, nose to nose, in such an ambiguous and teasing position.

He said this with his sexiest and hoarse voice.

“..”

Huo qingge wanted to struggle. She felt extremely wronged. It felt as if he was giving her a gift. Thinking back to how he had bullied her in the past, she felt aggrieved.

you’re about to cry again. I can’t bear to see you cry, but every time I see your seductive look, I want to bully you until you cry!

All men seemed to have a sadistic gene in them.

“Li beixiao, you bastard!”

Huo qingge’s face suddenly turned red as those embarrassing words reverberated in her ears.

She cried and begged for mercy, but he said, ” the more you beg for mercy, the more I want to make you cry. The more you cry, the more I want to bully you ...