"How do you like to dislike me?" Mo Nan is stared at by Shi Yiming with strange eyes. He is furious and says:
"If I hadn't rescued you from the construction site, you would still be eating big cakes now!"
Shi Yiming blushed, unable to explain, and began to pick up the words
"Thousands of poems, thousands of wine, I've watched Hou Wang..."
"Stop!"
Monan raised his hand directly, looked scornfully and said, "this poem has nothing to do with you?"
"Well, I just like it. Just recite it."
Not angry rolled his eyes, Monan continued to lead the way in front, and Shi Yiming left the villa together.
More than half an hour later, we arrived at the commercial street.
Shi Yiming, who should have come to buy clothes, started an aesthetic investigation in the street. Fortunately, Mo Nan didn't have anything to rush to do. He stayed with him for half an hour.
Half an hour later, Shi Yiming complacently recites a brand. At the same time, he mutters that he has gained a lot and asks Mo nan to take him there to buy it.
"You are not welcome."
Listen to the brand that you know is not cheap, Monan's mouth is a little bit cold.
But Shi Yiming followed him like a man with nothing to do.
After shopping, it was already nine o'clock in the morning when they left the commercial street, and Mo Nan quickly drove Shi Yiming to the Lin group.
He found out later that he seemed to be the parent of a big child.
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Yanjing.
A clubhouse in the name of he family is said to be a clubhouse. In fact, it is less than 100 square meters in size. It is more appropriate to say that it is a secret room.
The room is not only dimly lit, but also very simple. In addition to a sofa and a matching tea table, the rest of the room is full of strange instruments of torture.
At the moment, he Qiong is the only one in the secret room.
His hair was in a mess. It seemed that he hadn't washed it for more than ten days. His shirt wasn't buttoned, and only his shaking tie covered his white skin.
Gudong.
He Qiong poured a mouthful of wine, and then hit the glass on the ground like a little vent. He was staggering and seemed to drink too much.
But his eyes were clear.
This made him a little annoyed, because the existence of Taiqing Huitian Scripture made it difficult for him to keep drunk for a long time.
"Damn it."
He Qiong fiercely scolded a, gas however, another punch hit in front of the tea table.
"Ah
Behind him came a woman's voice, slightly frightened.
He Qiong looks back with a overcast face.
In the open space where many instruments of torture were placed, a young woman, with her hands tied up high, was looking at he Qiong sadly
"I'm wrong. Will you let me go?"
"When I leave, I promise I'll forget about it and say nothing."
"Bitch."
He Qiong didn't pay any attention to her resistance at all. After walking quickly, he lashed the woman with a few lashes, and his eyes were full of catharsis. Until the woman was about to faint, he grabbed the woman's chin and said with a smile:
"So wronged, as if I forced you?"
"Don't forget, it's you who want to be the daughter-in-law of your own family that I can satisfy you."
"Why, regret it now?"
Looking at he Qiong's threatening look, the woman raised her head difficultly and shook her head again.
She wants to be the daughter-in-law of he's family. Her family is just a small one in Yanjing. If she can climb up to he's family, it's not too much to ascend to heaven.
But who would have thought that the young master of he family, who looked like a little white face, could not do his best, and could only vent his desire in this way.
"Or do you think I'm a eunuch?"
He Qiong narrowed her eyes and said to herself. A kind of madness gradually appeared on her face.
Even though the woman has been desperate to shake his head to deny, he later began to red eyes, a fist hanging in the woman's abdomen, until the woman wow pale spit out blood, head a tilt dizzy.
He qiongcai finally stopped and said to the door:
"Gao Ying, come in!"
A woman in white pushed the door and entered. Rao Shi's plain face did not change after seeing the miserable image in the room.
"Oh." He Qiong looked at her, as if her anger had risen again, and growled in a low voice
"Laozi is your man. What's your expression?"
"I see. You don't like me, do you?"
“……”
Gao Ying didn't speak. She just looked at he Qiong's direction and moved away. Then she told the bodyguard outside:
"Come in and clean the house."
"Also, drag that woman out. Your young master is not allowed to bring back the women in the bar. If he can't help it, find some young ladies for him."
"I have something else to do. I have to leave. Keep watching." Gao Ying's every move is quite appropriate. She looks like a wife who cares about her husband. She is worthy of being a marriage chess piece cultivated by the Gao family in Yanjing. However, the more she was like this, the more angry he Qiong was. Seeing that Gao Ying was about to leave, he quickly walked over and pulled her back. Gao Ying was smashed on the sofa and frowned in pain. He Qiong immediately face dew crazy toward her pressure in the past, did not pay any attention to his bodyguard is still in the field, a few will tear the woman's clothes. Gao Ying didn't struggle. She let he Qiong's hands swim on her body. Until he Qiong's action slowed down, she finally stopped putting on airs and said sarcastically: "what if you persuade the Gao family to marry me to you“ Can you do it? " He Qiong's face turns from green to white. He then looks back at a group of security guards who have been staring straight eyes, and then looks at Gao Ying's white skin. Finally he realizes that he's just wearing a green hat for himself“ Get out of here He lowered his voice and said in a deep voice, as if he was struggling to endure the anger in his heart“ Oh A group of bodyguards swallowed their saliva and woke up in a dream. They were amazed that Miss Gao was the most popular woman in the whole Yanjing family. They rushed to her figure, which was usually not obvious and leaky Gao Ying deliberately opens her arms, until a group of bodyguards go out and close the door, she recovers her plain face and lowers her head to try to tidy up her clothes. But it's just useless. She simply changed the clothes left by the women who had just been dragged out by the bodyguards to herself. He Qiong watched her change her clothes in front of her face, her throat dry. Until Gao Ying takes her long hair out of her fashionable leather clothes, she seems to have become a daughter who is not easy to get close to. He qiongcai finally calmed down, opened his mouth, hesitated and asked, "do you hate me so much?" Gao Ying seemed to have heard one of the funniest jokes of this century. She turned back and burst into laughter. Only when she burst into tears did she straighten up and say, "master he, my boyfriend has been killed by you. Do you think I hate you?"