After slacking off on the chaebol's son, she was caught and forced to kiss him and cry

Chapter 117 Huo...Huo Xuan, why are you acting like a pervert?

Huo Xuan did not go to bed. He stood upright with his back straight. In the moonlight, one could vaguely see that he was staring at the bed with his head down, and it was unclear what his expression was.

Pei Miao's breathing began to quicken. She reached out to push him away, but it seemed as if he had touched a nerve. He suddenly bent down and pressed her shoulders, making her unable to move.

"Huo, Huo Xuan..."

She was racking her brain trying to figure out how to deal with the situation next, and her mind was in turmoil.

"Miaomiao."

The cold fingertips touched Pei Miao's cheek, and her heartbeat was about to get stuck in her throat. She was nervous, her body tensed, and even speaking became difficult: "Huo Xuan."

Huo Xuan did not respond, but just stared at her with his eyes lowered.

Although his eyes were obviously lifeless, Pei Miao could see the condescending and crazy possessiveness, as well as a strong sense of scrutiny, like a wild beast sizing its prey.

This look was like the tip of a knife that cut Pei Miao's body, cutting through her clothes, piercing her flesh, and then embedding deeply into her skin.

Pei Miao couldn't hold back her emotions and closed her eyes.

She was nervous, but facing such a Huo Xuan, her spirit couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

Cat wrinkles appeared on her fair and pretty face. She gritted her teeth and shouted uncontrollably for him to let her go.

"Huo Xuan, go away."

"Don't press me."

Unexpectedly, her single click seemed to make Huo Xuan suddenly enlightened.

Huo Xuan's left hand slowly slid upwards, gradually tightening his grip around her delicate neck. He lowered his head slightly and stretched out his body to cover the petite and adorable Pei Miao.

The hot breath sprayed on Pei Miao's earlobe, and his right hand had already begun to unbutton her clothes.

Pei Miao's pajamas consisted of an ice silk white shirt and small floral pants. Huo Xuan took his time, as if unbuttoning them out of habit.

Very slowly, very slowly.

The cold fingers accidentally touched her chest, and Pei Miao trembled and her breathing stopped.

She was about to cry. She grabbed Huo Xuan's hand, her pink lips trembling slightly, and her phoenix eyes were filled with a layer of misty water: "Huo Xuan, don't untie it anymore."

The fingers that were unbuttoning his shirt paused, and Huo Xuan's eyelids moved, as if he had taken Pei Miao's words into account.

Pei Miao finally breathed a sigh of relief, swallowed with lingering fear, closed her eyes and cursed herself for being too sensitive.

Suddenly——

Huo Xuan quickly continued to unbutton her last three buttons, revealing her fair, beautiful and graceful body.

This action was so continuous that before Pei Miao could react, her clothes were forcibly taken off and thrown on the ground.

"Huo Xuan!"

Pei Miao covered her chest with both hands and struggled to move aside, but how could Huo Xuan let her go at this time?

A strong and powerful thug grabbed her neck. Although her face could not be seen clearly, Pei Miao could clearly see Huo Xuan's black eyes full of madness.

"no……"

Pei Miao was forced to stick to him.

I felt my pants being slowly taken off by him.

His bony hands lingered on her legs, stimulating the nerve endings.

She began to suspect that Huo Xuan was pretending to sleepwalk.

"Huo Xuan, are you pretending?"

"say something!"

She was completely naked, but Huo chose her clothes meticulously, and not even a strand of her hair was out of place.

The contrast is really strong.

In response to her questioning and doubt, Huo Xuan did not even pause. He held her hand, led her, and began to undress.

Pei Miao pulled her hand away and pushed him away: "Huo Xuan, you are not conscious now, let me go."

She struggled without stopping and refused to untie herself.

Huo Xuan undressed himself.

It has a strong implication of being forced and not allowing for any discussion.

Pei Miao took advantage of his relaxed state and tried to escape from the other side of the bed.

"what……"

However, Huo Xuan was just sleepwalking at this time. Although his movements were stiff, his subconscious sharpness was still there.

Almost the moment Pei Miao ran, he reached out and grabbed Pei Miao's ankle.

He was caught before he even reached the edge of the bed.

Pei Miao's fingers tightly grasped the bed sheet. She was suddenly frightened and her eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, leaving a shadow under her eyes.

She supported herself on the bed with her elbows and backed away desperately: "Huo Xuan, no, let me go."

"Huo Xuan..."

In a dark environment where you can't see clearly, your hearing will be more sensitive.

Pei Miao heard the sound of Huo Xuan swallowing his saliva, a tiny sound... and also the sound of her own heart beating so hard that it was about to jump out of her chest.

Huo Xuan slowly pulled her under him.

Suddenly, his tightly pursed cold and thin lips opened slightly, and he spat out two words forcefully and violently as if they were poisoned.

"dream."

In an instant, he dropped his clothes to the ground and enveloped her petite body with his entire body.

Without any self-awareness, he kissed her lips accurately.

He restrained Pei Miao's hands and raised them above her head. Without even closing his eyes, he violently and roughly tried to completely consume her.

As heavy as a mountain.

Pei Miao couldn't move at all and could only be forced to endure it.

She wanted to turn her head away to refuse, but the next moment, Huo Xuan pinched her delicate little jaw.

Pei Miao completely lost hope of resistance.

He let Huo Xuan control him completely.

Huo Xuan lifted her hand and kissed her delicate arm.

He stepped back, pulled her feet, and looked down, not knowing what he was looking at.

Pei Miao was about to cry, so he held her hand, gently placed it on her foot, and kissed it devoutly like a believer.

"Huo...Huo Xuan,"

"Why are you acting like a pervert?"

The room was empty, with white gauze fluttering in the wind. The moonlight tonight was very bright and beautiful, shining into the room, allowing one to vaguely see two people entangled with each other.

Fragmented, ambiguous, hot sweat, crying.

Only Huo Xuan remained silent, but his actions expressed everything he wanted to say.

Suddenly sinking.

It had been a long time since they last met, and Pei Miao was not used to it. Tears welled up in her eyes: "Huo Xuan..."

Huo Xuan was like a motorized machine, without consciousness or thinking, only mechanical stubbornness.

Whatever he wants to do, he keeps doing it.

He didn't take Pei Miao's feelings into consideration and was rude and arrogant.

This made Pei Miao burst into tears, and her fingertips left scars on his back.

In the end it was of no avail.

Pei Miao was so angry that her eyes turned red, and she opened her mouth and bit his shoulder hard.

Until you taste blood.

But this is more like a stimulant to Huo Xuan.

It has absolutely no impact at all, and instead it's becoming more excessive.

Hold the person down with your backhand.

…………

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There is nothing good about Pei Miao.

Huo Xuan finally fell into a deep sleep.

Pei Miao wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, got out of bed tremblingly, and put her clothes on the bed.

After glancing at the marks on the bed, she gathered her energy and cleaned up, putting the tissues into a bag that filled up half the space.

Finally, she carefully selected bedding for Huo and then carried the bag back to her room.

Looking at myself in the mirror, there are still marks on my neck, and it hurts a little.

Pei Miao clenched her teeth.

Who the hell is sleepwalking and thinking of doing something like this!

Huo Xuan!!!

………………

The next day, Pei Miao was on vacation and stayed in the house without going out.

It was not until the evening that he went downstairs reluctantly with a miserable face.

"Assistant Pei."