You Are My Mr Wright

In the presidential suite.

Beau Wright put Harriet Smith on the sofa, his eyes locked on her pink cheeks, with faint anger.

"Are you stupid? When you see the red wine splash over, can't you avoid it? Just stand there and be splashed, huh?"

The man's voice was low and deep. When he spoke, a familiar and pleasant breath came to him. He seemed to get mad.

But in Harriet Smith's eyes, it made her feel a little pleasant to listen to. She looked up and frowned slightly. She stared at him with bright eyes and said, "I feel dizzy."

Her voice was soft and soft, as if a breeze had brushed over his heart. She looked a little aggrieved. Her face had always been red. She bit her lips and looked a little charming.

Beau Wright's throat knot rolled. Suddenly, he felt that his neck was too tight. He pulled his tie with his big hand and said in a low voice, "Go take a bath first, and then rest. Call me if anything happens...' "Okay." Harriet Smith replied.

After he left, she took a shower first and drank two cups of warm water. After a long rest, she finally felt relaxed.

After what happened just now, Vera Brion definitely did not dare to make trouble again.

After getting dressed, Harriet Smith leaned against the sofa and pretended to sleep. About three hours later, she heard footsteps and opened her eyes.

Beau Wright, Arthur Andrew, and Kayson George had already appeared in front of her.

"Miss. Smith, are you ready?" Kayson George narrowed his peach blossom eyes and smiled. The belt in his hand was still twitching in the air.

His posture puzzled Harriet Smith. "Ready for what?"

"Get ready for the wedding."

Hearing this, Arthur Andrew shrugged helplessly. Beau Wright narrowed his eyes and looked at Kayson George. "Do you have to be so excited?"

"Of course, excitement is endless, and excitement is endless." He could finally take revenge. How could he not be excited?

"Let me remind you of the rules of the bridal chamber, as long as it is a request made by me and Arthur Andrew, Miss. Smith must cooperate, if not, it doesn't matter, then the one who will be punished will be our Beau Wright." Kayson George felt excited just thinking about it!

Beau Wright raised his eyebrows. "Stop your disgusting smile."

Feeling embarrassed, Kayson George rubbed his nose. He flung his belt and said, "Beau Wright, take off your clothes quickly and leave only the Internal Treasury!"

After glancing at him for a while, Beau Wright got up and unbuttoned his suit and shirt in a few seconds. Then he put on his suit pants. The whole procedure was smooth.

Harriet Smith blushed and wanted to escape from this place. "I'll go to the banquet hall."

Kayson George took a step to the left, and directly blocked her way.

"The banquet has already ended. There's nothing to see. Besides, the host of the banquet is lying here at this time. What is Miss. Smith going to do? Come on, the first show is to explore treasures with fragran lips. It's very simple. Miss. Smith only needs to pick up the things Beau Wright has put on his body with fragrant lips, but the premise is that you can only use your lips!"

Kayson George was shameless! How dare he play so dirty!

"Miss. Smith, hurry up." Kayson George was still urging him with dissatisfaction.

Harriet Smith stood still.

"Give Miss. Smith another two minutes. If Miss. Smith still doesn't move, the consequences will be,

She turned to look at Arthur Andrew. She felt that he was rational and normal.

Unexpectedly, Arthur Andrew leisurely picked up a glass of red wine and even leaned against the sofa, ready to enjoy it.

Harriet Smith: "..."

Two minutes later, Kayson George started to hit Beau's back with his belt.

Listening to the loud voice and the gradually emerging red mark, Harriet Smith knew that Kayson George was definitely not joking.

She hesitated, biting her lip.

"Miss. Smith, the sooner you start, the sooner you finish, otherwise, we can play all night. You have to believe that I have the energy and physical strength."

As he spoke, Kayson George tightened his grip on Beau Wright. There were very few opportunities for him to torture Beau Wright. Now that he finally got the opportunity, how could he let it go?

"Clap..." The sound of the belt being pulled out kept echoing in her ears. Hearing this, Harriet Smith's heart couldn't help beating faster. When she looked at her red back again, she felt a little distressed. Gritting her teeth, she gave it a go, it was a common thing to make a scene anyway, and rather than squirm there, it was better to get it over with!

Hearing this, Kayson George smiled and stopped moving his hands.

Harriet Smith stepped forward and ate the candy on his forehead. Their eyes met and her heart beat faster. She quickly looked away. Harriet Smith naturally noticed and her cheeks were as red as blood.

Kayson George looked at Beau Wright, who had endured so much pain, and his lips curled up with satisfaction. He was so happy!

Arthur Andrew's lips curled into a rare smile as he sipped his red wine. Well, Beau Wright's face changed. He could indeed endure it...

Finally, Beau Wright jumped up from the big bed. With a gloomy face, he kicked Kayson George's butt, grabbed his arm, and pushed him out of the room. Then, he turned around and stood in front of Arthur Andrew. His voice was unusually hoarse. "Do you choose to go out by yourself, or should I do it?" Arthur Andrew was a wise man. He smiled and said, "I've always liked to do it myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, he even thoughtfully closed the door and added a blessing, "I wish you a hot night. Also, doing too much will bring harm to yourself..." Outside the room, Kayson George leaned against the wall with a satisfied smile. Even if his butt had been kicked, he could not stop his good mood.

"Can't you restrain your smile? It does make people sick!"

"Why? Do you think my smile is not good? Isn't it beautiful?"

Arthur Andrew: "..."

"Mrs. Wright..." His hoarse voice made Harriet Smith's ears tingle. She stuttered, "Wh-what are you doing?"

So this was the difference between men and women.

After doing all this, Harriet Smith still didn't dare to look up at Beau Wright. Her heart beat very fast. She lowered her head and said, "I'm going to take a shower."

As soon as she finished speaking, she didn't dare to look around and went straight to the bathroom.

Beau Wright's deep and fiery eyes stared at her back with burning eyes. The corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and his voice was deep.

"Didn't Mrs. Wright just take a shower?"

"No... I haven't... I'll wash it again..."

Holding her in his arms, Beau Wright let the two of them cling to each other tightly.

When Harriet Smith woke up, she found that she had returned to the House of Wright, not a hotel suite.

When she thought about it carefully, her mind went blank. She had no idea when she would return to the House of Wright

Looking at the time, it was already eight o'clock. Harriet Smith suddenly sat up from the bed, but her body seemed to have been crushed by a wheel. Thinking of last night, her cheeks turned slightly red and then became unusually hot.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐