C7

Roar!

Dong, dong, dong.

The teasing tone made it harder for Huang Fu Ye to loosen his frown. He pulled out the sharp teeth that had just embedded into Mo Jian Jian's skin, and raised his head in displeasure.

"I, I, I …"

In his mind, the scene of when he was attacked by the cheetah replayed itself. His body clearly remembered the pain of the fangs digging into his flesh. Mo Jian Jian was unable to react for a while, so he pulled up his blanket and covered her with it.

She was just his boring prescription, he didn't even need her to agree!

If she couldn't do it, he would find another way to deal with her to prevent future troubles!

"nymph, this is your tribute, please play around!"

Mu Rong Yi opened the door without permission, smiling as he pushed the bewitching model forward, but after smelling something, he shivered.

"Hey, nymph, why do you have this …"

As a feline human, Mu Rong Yi had a keen sense of smell and smelled the scent of the fourth person. He looked around, and in the end, his gaze locked onto the big bed.

The evil smile suddenly appeared on his face, as if he had understood something. Mu Rong Yi went around and opened the bed, but was caught by Huang Fu Ye.

"Got it, there's nothing else for you here, hurry up and go back!" Not wanting to let Mu Rong Yi ruin his interest, when Huang Fu Ye saw his probing gaze, he suddenly changed the topic, "Or do you have any interest in watching the battle?"

After understanding what Huang Fu Ye meant, Mu Rong Yi didn't dare to continue no matter how curious he was.

The feline human was different from ordinary humans. There was a hierarchy, and as a king, Huang Fu Ye could not afford to offend him.

"I understand, I understand. Then, I wish the nymph a good time." Little model, remember what I told you to do. Use all means at your disposal to serve nymph! If nymph is happy, you can easily enter the entertainment circle or something like that! "

Mu Rong Yi laughed heartily as he left the room, not forgetting to pat the model's shoulder again.

Mo Jian Jian, who had gradually calmed down, did not notice Mu Rong Yi's peculiar gaze. He covered his own neck, and held his breath to eavesdrop.

Model, entertainment industry.

Could this man be some kind of director? Why hadn't he seen him before?

Mo Jian Jian activated his Doggy Mode and temporarily forgot about his fear. He paid attention to what was happening outside and heard the man's cold and indifferent voice. It was as if he had come to hell.

"Take it off!"

It was short and concise. There were no superfluous words and no trace of warmth. It was as if all of this was just a business deal.

"Okay, okay."

The model took off his clothes quickly and stood shyly in front of Huang Fu Ye.

All of this was seen by Mo Jian Jian who was peeping from a hole in the blanket.

She recognized the model. She'd had a scandal with a real estate agent in the city not long ago. But no one had found evidence and left it at that. Now, it seemed that everything was not a trap, but it was most likely true!

The person who reported this was a colleague of hers. She had been reprimanded and stayed in the hospital for a week. She clearly remembered this woman!

"It's too uncomfortable, let's begin!"

Huang Fu Ye had seen too many women, so other than removing the need brought by the Ancestral Awakening on a full moon night, he didn't want to get involved with these mundane women at all.

We'll each take what we need, but that's all.