"Two big brothers, you see that you are two people, I am just a weak woman, and I don't know where this is when I go out, how can I escape?" Seeing that the strong man was hesitating, He Yumo spoke again to persuade him.

The strong man couldn't hold back this time, and said to the thin man irritably: "It's okay, if she dares to run away, see if I don't peel off her skin!" ”

The thin man saw that the strong man still insisted on untying the rope, and in desperation, he had no choice but to stop persuading.

He Yumo smiled sweetly at the strong man, "Big brother, don't worry, I won't run away." "It turns out that the dessert in the mouth is still useful!

The rope was untied, and before He Yumo moved, her whole body began to hurt, and she frowned in pain.

After being tied up for so long, my whole body was about to fall apart, and my legs were numb.

Don't let her know who did this, she really wants to chop him up!

The strong man couldn't hold back any longer, and reached out and pulled down the skirt belt on He Yumo's other shoulder, and suddenly the spring was overjoyed.

He Yumo frowned slightly, and her body trembled involuntarily.

But now she can't be afraid, she raised her eyes, pretended to look at the strong man diligently, forcibly held back the emotions that wanted to vomit, and said with a perfunctory smile: "Why don't you let that big brother go out a little first." ”

Hearing He Yumo's words, the thin man was obviously displeased, "Why?" ”

"Oh, big brother, you see that my body is tired, how can I serve two at once!" He Yumo hooked her eyes, "Let this big brother come first, so that we can better satisfy each of you!" ”

"Slut!" The fat hand of the strong man stroked He Yumo's shoulder.

Glancing at the thin man in a blink of an eye: "Why don't you go out and give me the wind, I'll enjoy it first, and you will come again." ”

The corners of the thin man's mouth moved slightly, and he wanted to say something more, but he was frightened by the eyes of the strong man, so he had to go out boringly.

He Yumo felt relaxed for a while, and now it was finally easier to deal with.

As soon as the door was closed, the strong man immediately raised his hands on He Yumo, He Yumo was extremely disgusted, but he didn't dare to have a head-on conflict with him.

"Big brother, let me help you." Watching the strong man rudely pulling his clothes, He Yumo tried his best to pull out a flattering smile, and his voice was delicate.

When the strong man heard this, she was so active, thinking that this was really a rare encounter, and smiled stupidly, with those rows of yellowed teeth, He Yumo wanted to be disgusted again.

After getting permission from the strong man, He Yumo reached out to help the man unbutton him, thinking about how to subdue him.

"Hurry up!" The strong man shouted impatiently.

He Yumo's slender fingers gently unbuttoned the buttons, "Big brother, there is so much time, I don't care about this time!" Let's play slowly. Saying that, another wink passed.

Once again, he watched He Yumo help him unbutton the button on his shirt, grinning at the corner of his mouth.

He Yumo lowered her head, but her hand unbuttoned still couldn't help but tremble slightly, what should I do now? She thought quickly in her head, and then planned to do something.

Every time she unbuttoned a button, He Yumo's heart would sink a notch, and finally when she reached for the bottom button, she couldn't help but tremble all over.

"What's wrong?" The strong man sensed her abnormality and asked half-straight.

He Yumo reached out and stroked the hair that fell down, and said with a wry smile: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Reaching out to continue unbuttoning, her eyes kept looking at everything around her, thinking about how to subdue the man.

Eventually, she fixed her eyes on a large rock beside the big man, and when he wasn't looking, she picked up the rock and smashed it on his head, and the most important thing in the meantime was how to keep him from noticing.

The last button was unbuttoned, a glimmer of light flashed in He Yumo's eyes, and she gently helped the strong man take off the shirt on his upper body.

Suddenly, He Yumo put his shirt on the face of the strong man, and his face showed a trace of ruthlessness.

"Stinky, you dare to throw your clothes in Lao Tzu's face!" The big man scolded unhappily.

The corners of He Yumo's mouth hooked, and patiently explained: "Big brother, this is called fun, do you understand?" ”

"I'll help you untie your pants, if you keep staring, how boring! I'm going to be shy! He Yumo made a shy look again.

The strong man's slightly angry face smiled again, and his eyes were firmly fixed on He Yumo.

In desperation, He Yumo had to reach out and pretend to help him untie his pants, which made him let go of his suspicions.

The strong man lay down honestly, smiled obscenely at He Yumo, took the initiative to cover his face with his clothes, and immersed himself in his reverie......

The corners of He Yumo's mouth hooked, a touch of cunning appeared in her eyes, and she continued to pretend to be serious about untying her pants.

She was about to reach for the stone when she saw the strong man lose her defense, but the iron door was slammed open......

He Yumo had forgotten what her expression was at that time, sitting on the familiar bed, she held the hot coffee handed to her by Ling Han, bowed her head and drank it quietly.

Ling Han sat on the side, his face cloudy, his eyes staring straight at her.

"That, Ling Han, it's really not what you think!" He Yumo couldn't help but explain.

Ling Han's deep eyes still stayed on her face, and he suddenly felt that he really couldn't see through her at all, He Yumo, what kind of person are you?

When you are vulnerable, you cry like a child; When stubborn, stubborn is like a stubborn stone.

"Ling Han, I'm ......" He Yumo looked at Ling Han hesitantly, and when her flustered eyes met his calm eyes, she couldn't say anything.

Ling said coldly, "What are you?" Are you trying to say that it wasn't your intention to flirt with that man that day? Or do you not know anything? ”

obviously wanted to ignore her, but he couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know anything!" He Yumo muttered quietly.

Thinking of the morning, the moment Ling Han rushed in, she ran desperately towards him like grasping a life-saving straw, buried deep in his arms, and it felt so real now.

"I'm leaving, I'll get up on time tomorrow and go to work." Ling Han's tone was extremely indifferent.

After saying that, he got up and wanted to leave.

He Yumo was anxious, and immediately stopped her: "Ling Han." ”

Ling Han's body stiffened slightly, stopped in place, and seeing that she didn't say anything again, he went out without looking back, and took the door with him.

The moment he saw the door closed, He Yumo muttered: "I like you, I like you too, I really like ......" He Yumo lowered his head, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

What the hell happened to him? From the time he came back to the present, he kept a straight face, unwilling to say a word to her.

He Yumo got up, put on cotton wool slippers, and walked to the window to put the cup, only to find that the car lights were lit up outside the villa.

She lifted the curtains curiously, and looked through the floor-to-ceiling window, her expression froze, why did Ling Han drive out?

Turning his face and looking at the clock casually, it was already half past nine in the evening, so late, where else was he going?

An inexplicable sense of loss arises spontaneously, what happened to him? Why is it only one night, and his attitude towards her is so different.

Ling Han, why do you always make me wonder what I can't figure out? Do you know that I finally persuaded myself to accept you, do you know?

He Yumo turned around, lay quietly on the bed, and glanced at it casually, just in time to see the comic books next to the bed.

She picked up the comics and read them, and was very involved in feeling every warm little story, and couldn't help laughing out loud when she saw the excitement.

She thought what a humorous man this cartoonist must be! Will he inadvertently laugh when he draws these comics?

Cartoonists and novelists, like others, are an incomparably lonely profession, they yearn for the best truth in the world, they create the most beautiful world, but they can't live in it.

He Yumo began to feel inexplicably distressed about the person who drew this cartoon, did he also yearn for the most sincere feelings? But he was repeatedly hit by reality, and finally ended up depressed!

When she thought of this, He Yumo's heart hurt even more, she didn't understand why she felt like this, it seemed that it was just an instinct.

The next day, He Yumo got up early, looked at the half-flipped comics on the side of the bed, and she carefully put the comics away.

"Little comics, we'll see you in the evening." She muttered to herself and smiled sweetly at them.

After packing up everything, he saw Ling Han's Bentley parked outside the villa, and He Yumo walked over happily.

After seeing the situation in the car, her face still couldn't hide the loneliness, he was not there......

"Yumo, get in the car!" Wu Hai said enthusiastically.

He Yumo sighed lightly and smiled indifferently at Wu Hai: "Brother Ang, early." ”

With that, he opened the car door and got inside. It was really warm in the car, and she rubbed her hands.

Wu Hai looked at He Yumo's red little face and said with a smile: "It's cold, pay attention to your body!" ”

"Well, got it, Angkor, you have to pay attention to your body too." He Yumo greeted with a smile.

She likes this kind of faint warmth between friends, the corners of her mouth inadvertently hook a touch of arc, and the feeling of loss just now will disappear without a trace.

Maybe when you arrive at the company in a while, you should still be able to meet it! He Yumo comforted himself like this.

Wu Hai saw the loss in her eyes, smiled and shook her head, usually when the president is there, the two are always noisy, this time the president is gone, Yumo began to be unhappy again, young man's time, he really still doesn't understand.

"Yumo, didn't you rest, okay?" Seeing the slight tiredness on He Yumo's face, Wu Hai asked worriedly.

He Yumo smiled indifferently, "It's okay, I'm resting well." "It's good, so good that I have insomnia until the middle of the night, and I get up early in the morning......