He strode forward, pressed Xiao Rao's enchanting body to the edge of the bed, and looked down at her coldly.

The whole body is full of oppression.

Xiao Rao could feel the cold and stiff holster on his belt, which hurt her soft and slender waist.

Absolute pain.

Huo Yunting's eagle eyes were sharp, and he held a horse whip in his hand to press against Xiao Rao's jaw, forcing her to raise her head.

"You think I have to do it?"

He said coldly.

Xiao Rao was not afraid at all, and her peach blossom eyes were filled with smiles. She pinched the whip with her slender fingers, and opened her bright red lips lightly, "Young Marshal, don't you want to get involved with my sister?"

"Don't you want to be her brother-in-law, let her live in your house and spend time with you?"

"I...hehe, of course I don't deserve to be the position of the young coach's wife, but who made me have a sister?"

"I don't want me, where can you find such a substitute?"

She whispered, sarcastic.

Huo Yunting Yingjun has a violent face.

His face was as cold as frost, and for a moment, he suddenly smiled, "Okay, Xiao Rao, I can marry you."

"But, we have three rules..."

【Damn, Huo Yunting, do you really dare to agree?】

[You really dare to use my thigh as a substitute?]

【Are you crazy?】

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【The author has something to say】

Xiao Rao: Haha, author, look at Huo Yunting's behavior of committing suicide~ Let my baby crowd-sell him to death~
Chapter completed!