Mr. He’s Daily Affections

He Jingyao exhaled heavily, holding one hand against the wall, trying his best to calm down the rolling desire in his mind.

However, it is not very useful.

He Jingyao opened his eyes and looked at the bathroom, next to a mirror.

He looked at his face controlled by desire-mind in the mirror and punched up without hesitation!

"Wow", the mirror was torn apart, and the man's hand became bloody!

"Ah!" the girl screamed in horror, "Mr. Hey, you are bleeding!"

He Jingyao turned his back against the wall, facing her, and said quietly, "Don't come!"

The girl's footsteps stopped suddenly.

Not because of his words, but because of his expression.

The handsome face of the man was still tight, cold and restrained, and his dark eyes seemed to be quenched with crushed ice, and he carried a bit of scoff.

The coldness and sarcasm made her involuntary fear and inferiority, as if she took a step closer to him, it was a kind of blasphemy.

"I..." Her lips trembled, and inexplicably grieved in her heart, causing her to tears involuntarily, "I just want to help you."

The pain on the back of the hand made He Jingyao's mind clear.

He tickled his lips, his smile still cold and mocking: "I let you go! Do you not understand?"

The girl flinched, as if she couldn't bear the pressure at last, sobbed and turned away.

He Jingyao let out a long breath.

He didn't dare to relax, walked over to close the bathroom door, and then walked to the middle of the bathroom. His slightly trembling fingers quickly peeled off his shirt, twisted and sprinkled, and the cold water fell on the hot skin, and finally disappeared inch by inch. The hot flame.

...

The next day.

After He Yirong got up and came to the living room, the first thing was to open the monitor and check the situation in the study.

But strangely, there was no one in the study.

"Huh?" He was a little surprised, looking at He Bing. "Don't this kid run away?"

He Bing smiled: "Young Master may not yet get up."

"It's all here..." He Yirong snorted lightly, suddenly realized that something was wrong, "That girl is not here either, it's impossible..."

He "ha" shook his head and shook his head, showing a "sure enough" smile.

There is only one bed in the study, and now two people are not in the monitoring range. It can only be explained that the two people are sleeping together.

This kid...still pretending to be a saint with him. He Yirong slandered.

"Go, get them to get up." He Yirong felt a great victory.

Since He Jingyao has slept with another woman, even if his goal is achieved, there is no need to keep him closed.

He Bing showed a secret smile and said yes, holding the key to open the door.

After entering the study, he walked straight to the rest room, knocked on the door, and said respectfully, "Master, are you awake?"

It didn't take long for the door to open, revealing a timid face.

The girl's eyes were still red and swollen. She seemed to cry for a long time. When she saw He Bing, she couldn't help but bow her head: "Assistant He..."

"Master?" He Bing glanced into the rest room, and he didn't seem to see He Jingyao's figure, "Isn't he inside?"

The girl shook her head and barely smiled: "Mr. He went to the bathroom in the middle of the night and locked the door back...then he never came out."