The sports car drove out of the hospital and almost hit the car driving oncoming. Nangong Shaodi had an amazing driving skill. He avoided a handsome turn and the wheels were slashing water drops.
Xia Qianchen's face was pale and his heart was still bulging on his chest.
She really couldn't fight against this desperate pervert - she came back to her senses and started to laugh at her courage again. If the car really had a car accident just now, they would die together!
Wipers separate the mist on the glass.
Xia Qianchen bit his lower lip: "It's all my fault. You blame me, don't attack Xia Qianye again!"
Nangong Shaodi wiped the rearview mirror and said indifferently: "Think about your mistakes."
"I……"
"Go home and settle the accounts."
The sports car drove directly back to the garage of the villa, and Xia Qianchen was taken back to the second floor bedroom and threw it on the sofa.
She was nervous, not knowing what perverted Emperor Nangong would think of to settle the score with her. Her lips were swollen just now by his kiss. He wouldn't be so angry that he grindled her lips, right?
However, Nangong Shaodi took out a notepad, a pen, and threw it in front of her: "Write down the thoughts of remorse in the car, 5,000 words."
"Repentance and thoughts?"
Nangong Shaodi's eyes chilled: "Didn't you think?"
"Why do I have to write it down? Isn't it okay?"
His handsome face suddenly pressed down, almost pressing against the bridge of her nose, and his eagle-like eyes tightly held her: "You are very dishonest."
"It's only true that you have to write it on paper?"
"Don't be sharp to me," he grabbed her chin hard, "Don't talk back to me."
"...ok, you always say whatever you say."
"This letter of repentance may directly determine the fate of your sweetheart."
"I said I have nothing to do with him, he is not my sweetheart..."
"Didn't you still dare to be affectionate with him in front of me?"
"When did I feel affectionate with him?"
Nangong Shaodi was gloomy. Every time they looked at each other, he would feel uncomfortable. He didn't want her to look at others, and he couldn't even see her!
"Okay, I'll write."
Only then did Emperor Nangong let her go, picked up her clothes and walked into the bathroom.
Xia Qianchen looked at his back and tried to poke him to death with a pen—
Who knew that Nangong Shaodi seemed to have eyes behind him and suddenly turned around and stared at her.
Xia Qianchen immediately lowered the pen in the air, his eyes widened.
Nangong Shaodi warned: "If I can't write well, I will make him live a worse life."
Xia Qianchen hated the threat, but there was no way to do so. He grabbed the pen and his mind was completely blank...
How would she write about the devil to be satisfied? The problem is, she doesn't know where she is wrong?
She performed very well in the hospital before. Nangong Shaodi was unhappy with the kiss, but she was completely forced. She couldn't help Xia Qianye in the letter of regret...
Suddenly I thought that when I was studying, the teacher liked to let students write repentance books the most...
The problematic student Qianyu almost needs to regret and reform himself every few days, but his composition is extremely bad, so he will hand over this important responsibility to Xia Qianchen.
So she is very good at the "universal review letter" and just put the content on it.
Xia Qianchen began to "criticize" her "evil deeds" and praised Nangong Shaodi through all her life. While writing, she frowned and felt disgusting and wanted to vomit.
So, half an hour later.
Nangong Shaodi, who had sexy water dripping on his body, walked out of the bathroom, sat on the sofa, with long legs raised:
"Write it?"
“Written.”
"read."
Xia Qianchen bit her lip and picked up the letter of repentance: "Today, I wrote this letter of repentance to you with guilt and annoyance to express my profound understanding of the bad behavior of being forced to kiss Xia Qianye, and
The determination to never be forced to kiss Xia Qianye again..."
Nangong Shaodi frowned: "Can other men force kiss besides him?"
“…” Xia Qianchen, “No…”
“Write it.”
Xia Qianchen added with a pen and continued to recite: "I am very ashamed of the mistake I made this time. I shouldn't have avoided it when he forced me to kiss me. I shouldn't have violated your rules and made you feel unhappy.
As a servant, I should completely obey my master's words, please my master, and keep you in a good mood at all times and not get angry because of me. But I did not pay much attention to my master's emotions this time, I feel sorry
, I hope you can forgive my mistakes, my regret this time is really profound..."
Nangong Shaodi curled his lips, as if he was satisfied with the tone in the book of regret: "How profound is it?"
"If this happens again next time, I..."
"You want to have another one?"
"I will avoid this happening again." Xia Qianchen said, changing this sentence again.
...
Xia Qianchen recited most of the time, and Nangong Shaodi's gloomy expression obviously improved a lot.
"Come here." He motioned her to sit on his lap.
Xia Qianchen wanted to knead this thing into a ball and throw it on his face, so that he could die.
What disgusting thing did she write in a mess...
But when I thought of Qianye who was lying in the heavy rain, if I didn’t please the devil, I wonder what kind of torture Xia Qianye would suffer.
Xia Qianchen walked slowly over and sat on him.
The fragrance he had just taken a shower was amazing.
The devil hugged her hand to her neck, stroked her hair, eyebrows, cheeks, and lips in ambiguous posture, rubbing it...
Her outfit today is pure and elegant, and the light blue shirt gives him the urge to tear it.
The thought immediately turned into action, and the two buttons in front of her chest were broken open.
Xia Qianchen frowned: "What do you want to do?"
"Continue to read."
"I'm pregnant now, don't do anything randomly."
"I have a sense of justice." Nangong said with a little majestic attitude, "I think!"
“…Secondly, being forced to kiss in public is also a manifestation of disrespect for passers-by…China is a country of etiquette, and since ancient times, it has been a kind of virtue… This is a traditional virtue… Well, uh…
…” Xia Qianchen's breathing became rapid and his cheeks became rosy, “Again, my behavior also caused a bad effect, giving the woman a bad version… Yes, ah… For
I have made a deep reflection on the serious consequences of this incident... Where is your hand touching?..."
Nangong Shaodi's green eyes shrank. He originally wanted to punish her, but he didn't expect that he would be the one who tortured in the end.
He pulled his hand from between her legs, his jaw tightened, endured himself, and tied her buttons one by one.