Young Master Huo's Private Treasure: Hubby, Please Forgive Me One day, on a certain bed, Li Miaoke was covering her body, now littered with love bites, and complaining with tears in her eyes, “Divorce! I want a divorce!” The satiated man raised an eyebrow. “Reason?” Li Miaoke said, “You’re too old! You’re older than me by seven years!” “Too old?” The man’s voice was dangerously low as he said, “Come, my dear, let’s hear you say that again.” Li Miaoke blushed. “I-I just want a divorce. You’re old and you have poor health!” Huo Quan sneered. “Old? Poor health? Since you have such a profound misunderstanding of me, I’ll just have to prove it to you with my body.” Realizing that something was off, Li Miaoke dragged her aching body away in an attempt to escape. Yet, the man’s belt bounded her wrists the next instant, and Huo Quan urged gently, “This time, I won’t let you go no matter how you beg.” The bed shook again and Li Miaoke teared up from being bullied. Her legs now felt like lead and she couldn’t lift them up anymore. “Hubby, Hubby, I was wrong. I won’t mention a divorce anymore.” “Too late.” With his interest piqued, the man smiled dangerously. Feeling no pity for her, he forcibly turned her over so that she was on her knees, and he could enter deeper from behind.
After that… Li Miaoke, who had been tortured in and out of consciousness, became extra sensitive to the word ‘divorce’. It was also this day that she learned that if this man was to unleash his full potential in bed, she couldn’t take it at all! Thus, Huo Quan would occasionally tease her. “My dear, do you feel like getting a divorce today?” Li Miaoke’s back straightened. “Divorce? What divorce? I’m never going to divorce, ever!”
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