Chapter 732

Ji Yunan watched Shisheng, who was absorbed in watching TV, and walked to the balcony to listen.

"You hit her?"

Just after listening, the second one came again, "is it serious?"

"Shall I call Tyler?"

"When did you have the habit of beating women?"

"You can't be bad at technology and disgusting, can you?"

Ji Yunan listens one by one, his face is chilly. If Kevin is standing in front of him at the moment, he has to kick him down from the second floor.

At the top of the page is a reminder that you are speaking.

Ji Yunan coldly pulls Kevin into the blacklist.

The mobile phone didn't vibrate any more. It was quiet at last.

He looked up at the woman in the room who had changed her posture. Her thin lips were tight. Is her technique not good? Rejected?

He didn't experience any other women except Shi Sheng, so no one told him whether his skill was good or not.

Ji Yunan lights a cigarette and replays the details of last night in his mind. He can't remember the details clearly. He only remembers that the woman's body is very soft and fragrant. She resisted him all night.

After smoking a cigarette, Ji Yunan went in. The mobile phone in his coat suddenly vibrated. He reached out, glanced at the caller ID above, and then retreated to the balcony, "what's the matter?"

"Yunan, can you let Tyler come to my house?"

"Good."

He didn't ask the reason, he answered directly.

Mu Qinghuan saw that he agreed so simply. He was very happy, "thank you."

"No, it's OK. I'll hang up."

She was shocked.

In the silence of one or two seconds, Ji Yunan has hung up.

There was a busy sound of "Dudu" coming from the receiver, and she was not sure yet. She called out, "Yunan."

There was no response.

She was sure that Ji Yunan, who was considerate and gentle to her some time ago, hung up without asking her why she was looking for Taylor.

Taylor is a doctor. She has no personal relationship with him. Naturally, she came to see him.

Mu Qinghuan laughed at himself. Even to an ordinary friend, he asked perfunctorily, "what's the matter?".

But Ji Yunan didn't even have this kind of love for her.

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Ji Yunan goes to Shisheng's side again. The movie is over and the list of the staff behind the scenes is playing.

He bent down, removed the computer from the woman's lap, and lifted her up.

"What are you doing?"

Shi Sheng was ready when he took off the computer. He picked him up and didn't panic.

"Isn't it still painful? I'll take you down to dinner. "

When Sheng face a red, bow to avoid him to fall on his neck of burning line of sight, "you put me down."

Does he want the whole villa to know that she can't get out of bed?

Ji Yunan naturally won't listen to her, holding Shi Sheng out of the room.

When he came downstairs, he asked in a low voice, "have you wiped the medicine?"

When Sheng didn't wipe, she threw the medicine on the dressing table.

This kind of laceration will heal naturally in a few days. She is not a young lady who has been pampered since childhood. This pain still needs to be smeared.

As soon as I saw her, I knew she didn't wipe it,

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Ji Yunan had already reached the first floor with her in his arms. When he asked, he looked down at her, stopped and turned back upstairs.

Shi Sheng: "what are you doing?"

The princess hugs actually not much comfortable, when Sheng's arm encircles his neck, for fear that he is not strong enough to throw himself out.

·"Wipe the medicine."

Ji Yunan was wearing a black shirt, and his coat was thrown on the bed when he held her. The top three buttons of the shirt were untied, and there were obvious wrinkles on the clothes.

"I don't want to wipe it."

"Don't want to, you only have two choices, you wipe, I help you wipe."

The attitude is absolute. Shisheng has no choice.

She was held by Ji Yunan and put on the bed again, "where's the medicine?"

"I said no."

Ji Yunan squatted down in front of her, his brow was very tight, and the veins on his forehead were obviously taut. He was obviously angry to the extreme, but he had to suppress it for some reason.