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Chapter 112 You are so comfortable.

He Xiyao walked forward a few steps and stopped again. He looked back at the elevator parked on the eighth floor, thinking of Ai Yujie's desperate eyes just now, and frowned tightly.

“shi-t!”

He lowered his curse, turned around and walked into the elevator, pressed the button on the eighth floor. The damn woman treated him like that, and he couldn't let her go in the end.

On the eighth floor, He Guoming pulled Ai Yujie to get out of the elevator, but her hand grabbed the elevator door tightly and refused to walk out, but he pulled it out.

"Bitch/Man, what are you going to take!"

He Guoming cursed and pulled Ai Yujie towards the direction of the room without any mercy. His patience had been worn out. Now he wanted to press her onto the bed and toss her hard.

Ai Yujie was pulled away by him, but she knew she could never be pulled into the room by him, and that would be really done.

When he arrived at the door of the room, Ai Yujie tightly pulled the corner and refused to go in. He Guoming was offended by her, raised his hand and slapped her in the face, and scolded him angrily, "Stupid, I like you, I'm giving you a face, don't be ungrateful! Do you believe it or not, just one word from me, you can get banned and never think about making a name for yourself again!"

Ai Yujie bit her lower lip tightly. The tingling sensation could keep her a little rational. She no longer cared about the pain on her face, and didn't care about the fist that He Guoming was still waving on her. She only knew that even if she was beaten to death by him, she would never let go.

He Xiyao walked out of the elevator and saw the scene not far away. He was immediately furious. He strode forward, grabbed the fist that He Guoming had hit Ai Yujie with one hand, and slapped He Guoming in the face with the other hand. He Guoming screamed and let go of Ai Yujie and took a few steps back. Ai Yujie slid to the ground with weak body.

"He Xiyao, what do you want to do!"

He Guoming covered his face and saw that it was He Xiyao, and he was furious, "She is just a bitch, so what's wrong with me playing with it? Do you have to meddle in other people's business?"

He Xiyao was too lazy to talk nonsense to He Guoming. He had a dark face and stepped forward to pull He Guoming into a punch like a sandbag, which made He Guoming howl, "Stop hitting, stop hitting..."

No matter how he wailed or dodged, He Xiyao's fist hit him accurately. Finally, when He Xiyao's last fist hit him in the face, his eyes turned dark and he fainted.

He Xiyao kicked He Guoming's fat body far away with a disgusting kick. He knew in his heart that from this incident, the previous battle between the two brothers would become fierce. But it doesn't matter. He has never been afraid of this half-brother.

He turned around and saw Ai Yujie sitting on the ground pulling her clothes. She had already taken off her close-fitting clothes. "It's so hot! It's so hot!"

The medicinal properties have already occurred. Ai Yujie's face is as red as a cooked shrimp, and her eyes are so confused that she can't see the scenery in front of her.

"Damn it!"

He Xiyao yelled softly, stepped forward and threw the clothes on the ground on Ai Yujie's body. Her voice was as soft as a kitten crying, "I'm so hot..."

He frowned and picked up Ai Yujie. The cold touch on his hands made her hands wrap around his neck like a snake, rubbing against his body, "You feel so comfortable..."
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