Chapter 79

There are many people in the box. After Yan Xiruo kisses yejue Mo, his face is so red that he is about to bleed. He has no courage to make a more bold move.

Leaving his thin lips, she looked at him carefully.

There was no expression on his cold face, and he still had a sharp and cold breath on his body. His appearance made Yan Xiruo feel embarrassed and ashamed.

Night Jue Mo no longer embarrassed Yan Xiruo, he took a cigarette and a fire machine from the black tea table, the dark blue flame sprang up, he was familiar with lighting the smoke. Light tobacco breath diffuse, Yan Xiruo throat uncomfortable cough cough.

Night Jue Mo you Mou light glance Yan Xiruo one eye, the sword eyebrow several invisible wrinkle, finally, will only smoke a mouthful put out in the ashtray.

His move made others in the box almost lose their chin. When did the Lord, who never put women in his eyes, take into account women's feelings?

The woman just coughed and he put out the cigarette?

As a result, everyone was more curious about Yan Xiruo's appearance. However, her petite body was blocked by the tall body of yejue mo. they couldn't even see the real face of Lushan Mountain.

"Zhihan, you have a good relationship with Juerge. Do you know what kind of lady he brings?" Some people can't hold their curiosity and sit by Ling Zhihan and ask for gossip.

Ling Zhihan did not say anything. He was not as curious as others. Since yejue Mo brought Yan Xiruo into the box, he has been frowning.

It seems that he has to find a time to remind the second brother, let him not play really, after all, two people can not have a future.

After drinking the wine, Ling Zhihan looked at the man who wanted to inquire about the gossip from him. He said with a smile, "go and go, a big man. What are the eight women doing? Drink and drink. "

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Ling Zhihan glanced at Yan Xi ruo's direction with the rest of the corner of his eye. Isn't she in love with Lu Jingchen and his wife? Why do you still kiss your second brother?

Although Yan Xiruo hid behind the night Jue Mo, she could feel it. Most people in the box were peeking at her.

Recently, because of the scandal between Lu Jingchen and Chu Keren, she also made headlines. If these people saw her appearance, they might recognize her.

Her husband made a scandal, and then she got involved with other men. To be honest, she couldn't afford to lose this man.

Yan Xi if sitting like a needle felt, uneasy appearance, did not escape night Jue Mo's eyes. Ignoring her, he shook the liquid in his glass, looked up and drank it down.

More than ten minutes later, the public relations manager of Hongfang came in with six or seven young girls.

"Ladies and gentlemen, a batch of new products from Hongfang have just come of age, fresh and clean, which will satisfy you."

Hongfang is a high-end consumption place. The girls here are different from those in other places. They are tall, long legs, white and beautiful. They are even more beautiful than being a star. Therefore, there are a number of young girls in Hongfang who are favored by rich people. Later, they enter the entertainment industry and develop well.

"Stay." The man sitting with Ling Zhihan waved to the PR Manager, "you go out!"

After the PR manager went out, the man took out a check from his bag and pointed to one of the girls, "you, I'll see how flexible it is? If it's to my liking, this one million check will be yours. "

The girl smelled the speech, went forward two steps, nimbly and quickly did a back waist movement.

"Ha ha ha, it's so tender. I like it. Come here."

The girl cleverly walked past.

Then there are a few men who use different but equally humiliating ways for other girls to perform.

Yan Xiruo never thought that the world of the rich is so rotten. In their eyes, women are like goods that can be humiliated at will.

And what's the difference between her tonight and these girls? They all sell their most precious things for money -

Yan Xiruo has sour nose and hair, and there is a bitter mist in his eyes.

She was really afraid that ye Jue Mo would not be happy and make her look like those girls in public. Delicate body, shivering.

"Scared?" Night Jue Mo deep mellow voice came, Yan Xiruo eyes red look at him, double. Lip micro tremor way, "can go?"

"Are you afraid now? Your husband used to play more than they did. Do you know? "

Yan Xiruo covered his ears behind his eyes, and his tears whirled in his eyes, "I don't know, and I don't want to hear it." Such a world, does not belong to her, she does not want to participate.

Night Jue Mo see Yan Xiruo rolling down tears, he put down the glass, a long arm, will shiver her, embrace into the arms.

He stood up with her in his arms. Almost at the first moment, she circled his neck and buried his small face in his broad chest.

Ling Zhihan sees night Jue Mo holding Yan Xiruo to leave, he stands up, "second elder brother, go now?"

Night Jue Mo light of UM.

Ling Zhihan looked at Yan Xiruo in the night Jue's Mo Huaili with a complex look. He didn't say much and nodded, "we'll get together in a few days."……

Until night Jue Mo was thrown to the co driver's seat, she slowly opened her red eyes. Just cried, but also stained with water mist eyelashes more and more slender thick.

Thinking of those young girls in the box whose self-esteem was trampled on by men, Yan Xiruo felt heavy and miserable.

After taking a few deep breaths, she looked at yejue Mo with cold and sharp lines on her side face. He only hit the steering wheel with one hand, and the other hand supported on his firm chin. His unfathomable appearance made people wonder what he was thinking.

"Mr. night, I'll pay you back, can you leave me alone..."

Night Jue Mo Mou light a sink, face black a bottom to the sky, "don't want to let me touch, do you still want to leave Lu Jingchen?"

"I just don't want to be a deal without dignity!" She blushed and replied in a rather bad tone.

Night Jue Mo hook lips sneer, "don't want to be a trading product, why still ask me for help? Miss Yan, it's not good to go back. "

Yan Xiruo's chest is like a ball of cotton, stuffy and fierce. Don't say anything more. If he won't let her go, she can't help.

Lamborghini sports car, like an arrow, galloped along the flat road. I don't know how long it took before it squeaked and stopped at the seaside.

Two people did not speak, night Jue Mo tightly pursed the next thin lip, pushed open the door and got out of the car.

The sea breeze whistling, Yan Xiruo's mobile phone ring.

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