Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

3Her slender and fair hands unbuckled his exquisite black buttons in an unfamiliar manner. Her soft and mellow voice appeared delicate and charming under the dense vapor. "Children, are you asleep?"    

    

Why did he come up so quickly?    

    

"Yes." A single syllable came out from Zhan Yeling's throat, hoarse and low magnetic.    

    

In his dark eyes, there was a deep and profound fog.    

    

The water from the shower sprinkled down, and the water droplets attached to his black suit. The drops of rain were like bright diamonds, shining brightly under the warm lamp.    

    

Xiong Miao finally unbutton all of his buttons and removed the suit for him.    

    

Immediately after, it was the button of his shirt.    

    

The black shirt stuck to his muscles and the lines that were full of strength were faintly discernible.    

    

It was strong and relaxed, full of the wild beauty of a male.    

    

Xiong Miao's fingers accidentally touched the skin on his chest. Even though they were separated by the fabric, she could still feel the tight and burning sensation.    

    

It was as if she had triggered an electric current. A numb feeling flowed out from the tip of her heart.    

    

It caused her face to turn red from the tip of her ears to her cheeks.    

    

When her hand touched his chest, it was like a flame, igniting the weeds. The fire instantly spread throughout Zhan Yeling's entire body.    

    

His throat rolled, and he could no longer restrain it.    

    

His large hand wrapped around her slender waist and pulled her closer to him.    

    

"Wu..." Xiong Miao was so scared that she lightly cried out.    

    

"Wuu..." In the next second, her small mouth was swallowed by a domineering and powerful force.    

    

Attacking cities and conquering lands, sweeping away the winds and sweeping the clouds...    

    

...    

    

Zhan Junyi spent a lot of effort to get Faang Qian out of the prison.    

    

At the police station.    

    

Faang Qian was brought out. When she saw Zhan Junyi, who was sitting in the hall waiting for her, she excitedly threw herself at him. "Old man, you are finally here, old man..."    

    

She knelt on the ground and threw her upper body into Zhan Junyi's arms, crying in pain.    

    

Zhan Junyi frowned in disgust and pushed her away without batting an eyelid, "What is there to cry about, let's go!"    

    

After pushing her away, he got up and left.    

    

Faang Qian noticed Zhan Junyi's resistance towards her.    

    

She was slightly stunned and comforted herself that it was fine. The old man must have been angered by Zhan Yeling's actions, that's why he was like this.    

    

Faang Qian wiped away her tears, stood up, and quickly followed.    

    

"Old man, wait for me!"    

    

Sitting in the car back to the Zhan family, Faang Qian tried her best to organize her emotions and warned herself to stay calm.    

    

Zhan Junyi did not bring the driver today. It was him who drove the car.    

    

Faang Qian sat in the backseat and naturally could not talk to him.    

    

They went silent all the way until they reached the villa of Zhan family.    

    

After getting off the car, Faang Qian intended to hold Zhan Junyi's hand but he strode forward without even looking at her.    

    

Faang Qian's outstretched hand fell empty, and fear flashed in her heart.    

    

But she still stabilized it.    

    

She took a step forward and chased after him, "Old man!"    

    

When they reached home, Zhan Junyi only gave her a back view. "Go take a shower first and clean it up. Then come to the study to look for me. I have something to discuss with you."    

    

After he finished speaking, he went straight upstairs.    

    

Faang Qian realized her current condition. She looked at herself and saw that she was still wearing prison attire. Her body was also in a mess.    

    

She quickly went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. She saw that the makeup on her face was gone. She did not remove her makeup and was stuck together with the dust. She looked like a ghost.    

    

It was too ugly!    

    

No wonder Zhan Junyi was so disgusted.    

    

It must be because she was too ugly.    

    

It was fine. She had washed up and put on some light makeup. She had the temperament of an upper-class woman and a beautiful face.    

    

Zhan Junyi would treat her the same way he treated her.    

    

Faang Qian thought like this as she stood under the shower and fiercely rubbed it.    

    

She wiped the shower gel over and over again, rubbing it again and again.    

    

But in her mind, the scene of her being violated by those three murderers kept flashing!    

    

He felt so dirty that he couldn't wash it clean no matter how hard he washed it!