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Chapter 1367
“Heh,” Holden laughed low, his eyes fixed on her eyes with unpredictable looks, like a smile, “I said, let’s go wash t0gether.”
His words are succinct and powerful and are not tolerated.
Elena’s small face was red and white, and her wet eyes stared at him in shame.
Silvia is still hiding in the closet, just waiting for her to turn off the light, and then she steals him back.
But Holden seemed to know something, and he refused to cooperate, so he would not give Silvia a chance to play.
Holden raised his hand, his big palm shuttled into her black hair, and gently pressed it together.
It seemed to outsiders that he was only int!mate with her, but Elena was surprised because she knew that he was holding down the monitor in her hair.
Such a small monitor is hard to see with the naked eye, and his casual movement directly pressed the palm of his hand.
The person monitoring there should have heard a noise now.
“Elena, from now on, you don’t have to worry about anything, you just need to… accompany me to the b@th.”
He pushed her into the corner and said a word in a low voice.
Elena’s bright pupils shrank suddenly, and even the pushing motion stopped, he really knew everything.
Elena wanted to talk, but Holden had already let go of her hand. The next second, the sky was spinning, and she was hugged horizontally.
The two entered the b@throom.
In the shower room, Elena was placed under the sh0wer. She was not mentally prepared yet, so she wanted to run.
But Holden’s slender fingers suddenly pressed her rosy shoulders, pushing her back.
She was pushed against the wall and his delicate che$t. Holden stared at her condescendingly, with an aggressive cold and evil air flowing from the narrow eyebrows, “Open my b3lt.”
what?
“…”
Elena raised her foot and kicked him.
Holden furrowed his heroic eyebrows quickly, and said in a low voice, “Elena, it hurts.”
He actually yelled in pain.
Holden was the pride of heaven, the domineering president, bleeding and not crying, but when she kicked him a few feet, he actually screamed pain.
It’s a bit coquettish.
Elena bit angrily on his stiff shoulder.
Holden let her b!te him, and then stretched out his hand to pull her into h!s arms. He is hurt, it hurt so much. No one ever made him hurt like this.
Elena had bitten enough, so she reached out to unfasten his leather clasp.
But she seldom unties men’s leather buttons, because the action is too eager, no matter how to untie them, “You do it yourself.”
Holden looked at her, her skin was white and greasy, like a freshly blooming rose, with a delicate pink neck and a slender skeleton. Just looking at her could arouse a man’s des!re for conquest and ravages.
His deep eyes were stained red, “Little greedy ghost, so worried, I will give it to you now!”
With a “swipe”, he pulled his belt away vigorously.
It’s late at night.
Silvia had been hiding in the closet, waiting for Holden to take a bath, and then she came out to replace Elena, but wait and wait, no one came out!
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