The rich second generation's hand was directly frozen in the air, and he could not move forward any more. He looked up and saw Gu Yejin coming.
Gu Yejin is wearing a black coat, standing against the light. His beautiful face is plated in the dim light, which is not true. But his cold eyes fall on the face of the second generation of rich people. The bottom of his eyes is like ink, cold as abyss.
The rich second generation only felt numb and quickly took back their hands Gu Shao, you misunderstand me I don't have any idea about ye Meiren. Just now Just want her to shake hands... "
Gu Yejin came to Ye Ling's side. He said carelessly, "if you want to shake hands with her, you will abandon your hand."
Compared with the low-key and mysterious Lu Hanting, Haicheng's real Zanying aristocratic family is Gu family. Gu Yejin, as the young master of this generation, is vigorous and resolute, which makes people fear from the bottom of their bones.
"Take your time. I'll go first." Ye Ling is not interested in watching any more, so she leaves.
Gu Yejin looked at the pretty shadow of Ye Ling and quickly followed him. When he left, he said, "do it yourself. If I send someone to do it, I will let you know that abolishing your hand is my greatest kindness to you."
Soon, behind him came the scream of the rich second generation who abandoned his right hand.
……
When ye Ling came to the turn, her slender wrist was grabbed by a big hand coming from behind, "Ling Ling."
Ye Ling stops and looks up at Gu Yejin. She hooks up her red lips and says, "brother, what do you want from me?"
Gu Yejin looked at her lip side of the fake smile, low voice reprimand a way, "later forbid to come again this kind of place to play, now go back with me!"
"Why, brother, I'm an adult. Why can't I come to the bar? Xia Yanyan is here too. Why don't you care?"
"You're different from her. You're so ostentatious that you don't count in your heart?" Gu Yejin cold voice interrupted her words.
Ye Ling dropped his fan like feather. "Oh, I'll be my brother praising me. Thank you. Can you let me go now?"
Gu Yejin takes a panoramic view of her bright little face. She looks down at her dress today and her beautiful legs.
Ye Ling naturally caught his eyes. His eyes were no different from those of the rich second generation just now. She pulled back her white wrist and said, "don't take a pair of eyes that you want to see me!"
Gu Yejin is not smiling, "then you don't wear it like this. It's not your fault to show off, but it's very intentional to show off when you wear it."
Ye Ling replied, "the prostitute sees the prostitute!"
"If I didn't come here just now, what would you do?"
"No, you will come." With that, Ye Ling turned to leave.
But Gu Yejin's well-defined fingers clasp her Yingrun shoulder and push her to the wall, blocking her in her arms.
Ye Ling's delicate back directly hit the wall, very painful, her eyes looking at the man, "pain, you hurt me."
This girl was raised and spoiled by him. No one knows how delicate she is and how much she can't bear.
Now head suddenly broke into her 18th birthday that day, in his room, she soft waxy to his arms drill, a pair of water eyes full of tears, tell him, how painful she is.
Gu Yejin up and down rolling Adam's apple, cold black eyes stained with a layer of emotion scarlet, "don't shout pain to me, pain, bear it."
Ye Ling twisted her eyebrows.
"Ling Ling, don't do whatever you want with my favor, eh?"
Ye Ling looked at him, "what I rely on is your love for me. If one day I see that you really don't love me, I will not do whatever I want."