Xia Jin struggled for a long time, looked at the man's indifferent eyebrows and eyes, bit his lips and muttered in a low voice, "You are the king of the underworld, I don't know what I can give you to repay you."

She thought about it and then plucked up the courage, "Or do you have something to do for you?"

After saying this, the woman in Boss Gong laughed out loud, as if she had said something funny.

Miss Xia was very angry. This woman looked so stunning.

Just when she thought the man would not pay attention to her, a calm voice rang out slowly, "I need a woman tonight," he raised his eyelids and glanced at her faintly, his dark eyes covered with a thin smile without any temperature, "Miss Xia, can you be satisfied?"

Before Xia Jin could speak, the little woman in his arms immediately looked up at her, her voice squirming softly, "Boss, I'll accompany you tonight."

Miyaki Shintao reached out to stroke her hair and smiled slowly, "Although it's the same thing, I prefer to use it in comparison, which is easier."

When Xia Jin heard these words, her nails almost sank into her palm.

Bastards, men are all beasts.

"There is only one chance," the man's faint voice came over again. He didn't even look at her. "If Miss Xia doesn't want to, the door is there, don't disturb my interest."

Xia Jin bent her lips, curled a pure and harmless smile, and said to the hostile woman with a smile, "Beauty, you can leave."

The woman seemed extremely unwilling to do so, and looked up and wanted to say something, but Gong Shentao had already let go. She was forced to slide down from his knee, "Obe obedient."

He was not as cold and domineering as he usually was, and even had a little gentleness. However, in the eyes of women, there was no room for rejection.

This man can only listen to and cannot refuse, otherwise she will not be able to bear the consequences.

She finally glared at Xia Jin fiercely, got up and picked up the coat on one side and left the room.

"Come here," Miyaki Shintao finally raised his eyes, looked at the woman standing still, and patted the position beside him.

Xia Jin walked over without saying a word.

"Where did you find the woman?" She let him hold himself in his arms, his voice muffled, and there was no smile on his face.

His fingertips raised her face, and his cold fingertips rubbed past the wound on her cheek, "I want women, so naturally some people come to me on their own initiative."

She muttered in a low voice, "You never accepted them before."

"Miss Xia, you really look down on men." He smiled sarcastically, his hands slid down, slowly untiing her clothes.

She reached out to pinch the soft velvet on the sofa. She didn't like it, and didn't like him very much.

It was like a claw constantly twitching in her heart, making her whole body uncomfortable. How could he ask such a woman to come to his room?

If she doesn't come, is he going to get out of the sheets with the woman?

She was obviously not qualified to question anything, but she still couldn't help but be angry.

She raised her face, clenched her fists, and looked very angry, "How can you be so unconventional? Don't use men as excuses. Men with unconventionality hate the most."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sneering sneer on his head, "If you feel annoyed, get out immediately. Don't forget that you begged me to come to you."

Her face turned pale, and she suddenly felt that the beautiful face in front of her was extremely annoying. She had always had a very good temper before, but she was useless and she was sarcastic and sarcastic for a few days. She felt wronged but had never really gotten angry.

Being angry is not something she does. She is never so angry that others can't speak. When did she ever become so angry?

She was very angry and yelled out immediately, "Get out and let go of your dirty hands."
Chapter completed!