A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 178 Zhuang Zhoucheng is the Tyrannical Living King of Hell

Zhuang Zhoucheng is very angry!

At this moment, he raised his hand and rubbed it hard on Huo Yan's lips a few times, wiping off the lipstick on her lips.

Then he moved his lips down again, rubbed them against her lips a few times, and then let go.

He slightly distanced himself and looked down at her.

"Avoid? Huh?"

His face was gloomy, his tone was cold, and he stared at her with a cold and fierce gaze like a living devil.

Huo Yan bit her lip and remained silent, looking at him. Whatever she said would make him even angrier, so she simply kept silent.

Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyes fell on her half-dried clothes, his brows furrowed, and he said angrily:

"Why are you dressed like this? Looking for someone better? Are you attracted to someone like Qian Ziang? Or are you planning to look for someone else, huh?"

Huo Yan gritted his teeth and couldn't help but yell at him:

"Why do you think so badly of everyone? Do you think everyone is what you think they are?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyes darkened with anger.

Huo Yan took a deep breath, turned slightly sideways, and turned his face to the side, not daring to look at him.

Zhuang Zhoucheng was furious and started to tear her clothes off.

Huo Yan was startled and pushed the person away screaming:

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Go away, go away..."

No matter how hard she pushed, Zhuang Zhoucheng still tore the light blue skirt in a few strokes.

Huo Yan squatted on the ground, hugging his body, biting his lips hard, tears of grievance rolling down his cheeks.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her coldly, and said, "Don't expect this gentleman to be gentle."

A big hand pulled her.

Huo Yan gritted his teeth and roared:

"Go away!"

Zhuang Zhoucheng also lost his patience, bent down, picked the person up, and strode upstairs.

Huo Yan struggled in vain. He raised his head and glared at the black-faced man who was so close to him, full of anger.

She put her arms around Zhuang Zhoucheng's neck, suddenly pulled his tie tightly, gritted her teeth, and pulled hard.

Zhuang Zhoucheng stopped and looked down at her:

"Do you believe I'll throw you down?"

Huo Yan glanced at the ground below, and because he was afraid of falling and getting a bloody head, he let go.

The crime failed, so she pretended to comfort him and gently touched his neck. He probably didn't know that she wanted to strangle him just now, right?

Zhuang Zhoucheng saw through the woman's little thoughts and whispered:

"You're getting bolder, aren't you?"

Huo Yan lowered his head and stammered:

"No……"

Zhuang Zhoucheng carried the person into the room, but Huo Yan suddenly grabbed the door and shouted:

"I don't want to go in, I don't want to go in!"

Zhuang Zhoucheng had no intention of paying any attention to her. He exerted a little effort and entered the house.

He went back into the bathroom and put Huo Yan down on the ground.

Huo Yan turned and ran away as soon as his feet touched the ground. Zhuang Zhoucheng grabbed a bath towel and said in a cold tone:

"Take a step and try it."

Huo Yan took a step forward and turned back to glare at him.

Zhuang Zhoucheng threw the towel at her, Huo Yan caught it and quickly wrapped herself in it.

Zhuang Zhoucheng filled the water for her, adjusted the temperature, and turned to look at her.

The face that was filled with anger before was now completely devoid of any emotion.

Seeing him approaching, Huo Yan subconsciously took a step back:

"Don't come here."

Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyes fell on her face and stopped, but the next moment he stopped, he immediately stepped forward and grabbed Huo Yan:

"Don't be ridiculous!"

"No nonsense!"

Huo Yan couldn't push him away, and she was anxious and angry. Any of her emotions were completely useless to him, and she was the only one who was angry.

Zhuang Zhoucheng pulled Huo Yan and threw him directly into the water.

"be honest."

Zhuang Zhou was bearing the weight of Huo Yan's shoulders.

Huo Yan's face flushed with anger. He really hated this man to death. Is there such a domineering and scoundrel person?