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Zheng Yiyi stayed silent for a while, the Sister Hua manager and the other assistants did not dare to make a sound either.

When they reached home, Sister Hua dismissed the assistants and personally made a pot of coffee before knocking on Zheng Yiyi's door.

Zheng Yiyi rested her head on Sister Hua's shoulder, her mind full of scenes and scenes of him and Gao Yang together. There was his evil smile, her detestable face, and two meaningful kisses.

"What about the first kiss?"

Sister Hua's face was already warped. Her Little Heavenly Queen that she had painstakingly nurtured was in so much love that she was like her own daughter. That bastard driving a black car actually dared to extend her claws?

Growing up with Sister Hua, Zheng Yiyi had an inexplicable fear of her. Under Sister Hua's questioning, Zheng Yiyi had no choice but to explain everything that had happened between the two of them in the carriage.

Sister Hua slapped the table and stood up, "How dare you, Yiyi, don't worry, I'll call my friends right now, if I don't skin him alive and tear her bones apart, I won't be hanging around anymore!"

"Sister Hua! "Don't!" Zheng Yiyi panicked.

Normally, Zheng Yiyi was a person who had proof in her steps, and would deal with things calmly. Even when facing against Han Yukun's methods, she was able to maintain her calm, and from this, one could see the strength in her heart.

But it was strange, ever since he met Gao Yang, his mental fortitude had been completely destroyed. That brat in the black car was always able to cause Zheng Yiyi to fail in the shortest amount of time.

Zheng Yiyi was actually quite puzzled. That guy, she must be clever and sensible, right? His mouth didn't even have a door open, she actually dared to spout nonsense!

You say that he doesn't know anything, right? Just from the series of methods he used to deal with Han Yukun last time, it was obvious that was hiding his strength.

Therefore, when the two extremes were combined onto the same person, Zheng Yiyi was puzzled.

However, at this moment, in the heart of the kind Zheng Yiyi, it was still Gao Yang that held the upper hand when it came to helping him.

"Sister Hua, actually, the first kiss is not that big of a deal. I didn't lose out anyway!" Zheng Yiyi said helplessly.

Sister Hua stomped her feet in anger, "My dear Yi Yi, foolish child, you haven't even kissed me, and you still call yourself at a disadvantage? Could it be that regret was only known after her body was taken? "

Zheng Yiyi blushed: "Sister Hua, what are you talking about?"

Sister Hua sighed, "Sigh, foolish child, those men are really greedy. If you let him kiss you today, he might set his hands on you next time, and if not, he might want to get you into bed next time!"

Sister Hua spoke so openly that her bones were exposed. After Zheng Yiyi heard this, she immediately said: "Rest assured, Sister Hua, I will definitely not meet him again. He will not have the chance! But no matter what, he did save me before, so I'll let him off this time. I don't want to owe him anything! "

"Then promise me you won't see him!" The Sister Hua said in a serious tone.

"I promise!" Zheng Yiyi raised three of his fingers, "Our lives do not intersect, I understand."

Only then did the Sister Hua slowly nod her head.

Watching Sister Hua leave, Zheng Yiyi collapsed onto the bed powerlessly, her four limbs stretched out into the word "big".

"Goodbye, big pervert!" Gao Yang flashed an evil smile in his mind, "We are from two different worlds."

But why am I a little sad?

Zheng Yiyi stared at the ceiling as her imagination ran wild.

Sister Hua went downstairs, her face extremely gloomy. She paced back and forth in the living room, and finally took out her phone and dialed a number. "Old Zhuo? I am Shu Hua. There's a guy I don't want to see in the East China Sea. I don't want to see him in the East China Sea.

After hanging up the phone, Sister Hua heaved a sigh of relief.

A car driver who coincidentally helped Yi Yi, yet he dared to do whatever he wanted to her? [I won't let you know if I'm powerful or not. I've lived in the martial arts world for so many years for nothing!]

In front of all the university students, Gao Yang and Zheng Yiyi had a close relationship with each other.

Therefore, he went to find Rongrong with a face full of shame. He asked the girl to change the surface of the car a little so that he could continue to be exposed to the public.

After handing the car over to Rong'er and avoiding Rong'er's fiery gaze, Gao Yang slipped into the Blue Ocean Music Bar to chat with Kang Zi.

Ever since the incident at coiled filament, Kang Zi was extremely shocked by his close friend. When he saw that Gao Yang had arrived, he immediately waited upon him with wine and wine.

"I say, you're pretty well-hidden, brat. If I knew that you were such a great coiled silk deity, I wouldn't have worried." Kang Zi complained.

"Great deity my ass!" Gao Yang took a sip of his wine, "Running to the coiled filament is something that requires one's life, you, do your best in your bar, stop thinking about it, listen to brother!"

Kang Zi wanted to retort, but in the end he saw his sister running from the back door to the bar counter in a huff.

"Big Brother Yang, what is this?" Rong'er waved a strand of purple hair between his two fingers in front of Gao Yang.

Gao Yang squinted his eyes, looking like a bear who had lost his eyesight, he moved closer to look, then pursed his lips and shook his head: "Is this dog hair? I think I pulled a dog today! "

Even though Rong'er was a boy, it didn't mean that she didn't know anything. She snorted: "Who are you lying to? It's obviously hair! "

Gao Yang spread out his hands. "I pull so many people every day, isn't it normal for half a hair to fall off?"

"Is it Zheng Yiyi's?" Rong'er was so sensitive that she began to associate them.

If not for a woman's intuition, it would truly be terrifying.

Gao Yang said with a broken face: "No!"

Rong'er stomped her feet and said angrily, "Passat, I've kept the recently repaired tricycle in the backyard. You can ride it!"

Gao Yang, "…"

Rong'er snorted, turned around, and walked away, leaving Gao Yang with her back.

"Wow, so this is China's Little Chili Pepper?"

A tall white man with a pretty good Chinese accent sat beside Gao Yang and ordered a cocktail.

Gao Yang shrugged his shoulders and said in an exaggerated manner: "No, my friend. In Chinese, this is called being jealous."

Kang Zi rolled her eyes at him in annoyance.

"Jealous, I understand!" The foreigner laughed and raised his wine cup towards Gao Yang.

The two cups lightly touched.

The corner of Gao Yang's eyes suddenly swept across white man's exposed forearm. There was a small tattoo there.

Gao Yang's sharp eyes could be clearly seen in a second.

One head was in the middle, and around it were twelve simplified serpentine wings.

Although the tattoo was small, it was lifelike.

Gao Yang lowered his head to cover up the astonishment in his heart. Then, he returned a cup of wine to the white man and said his friendly and courteous farewell.

Walking out of the bar, Gao Yang's smile faded.

"How did Samuel's attendants get back to Huaxia? What was the purpose of these pretentious scum? Was it just a coincidence that I came to Kang Zi's bar? "

Gao Yang asked himself three questions, and his mood grew heavy.

It was different from the Gate of Heaven, a transnational criminal organization. Just now, the power that the tattoo on white man's arm represented was more like a kind of faith.

What they believed in was the fallen angel Samar, Satan's number one subordinate, whom the tattoos represented.

Compared to the Gate of Heaven, this group of people were much more vicious, with no bottom line, and their conduct was hard to follow.

Gao Yang raised his head and looked at the sky, where dark clouds were slowly gathering. The blue sky was being rapidly swallowed and the smell of the earth was becoming stronger and stronger.

He opened his palm. Two seconds later, a small puddle of water miraculously appeared.

Gao Yang slowly clenched his fist. Steam quickly escaped from the gaps of his fist and his hand turned slightly red, like a hot iron.

"It's going to change!" Gao Yang squinted his eyes.

In the next moment, he suddenly thought of something and walked towards the backyard with a sunken face.

Ten minutes later, a three-wheeled motorcycle with a face full of grief and indignation drove out from the garage. "Shame, shame!"