"Hah, do you want to know how perverted I am?"

If you're not the daughter of that, maybe he can be kind enough to let you go.

Hearing him say this, Xia Yan was stunned, what tricks does this man want to do?

"Hurry up and take a shower!"

The man ripped her off the ground.

Xia Yan walked into the bath room with suspicion.

After coming out of the bathroom, Yi Beihan's suit stood straight in front of the window, and his arrogant and upright back was long and perfect, but why did it seem to feel a little lonely?

Ha, what are you thinking?

Xia Yan immediately came back to his senses and pursed the corners of his mouth in disgust.

Yi Beihan turned around and pointed to the clothes on the side.

"Replace it with."

Xia Yan looked at the burgundy tunic dress, she recognized that it was the clothes in her closet, and she was planning to sell it the day before yesterday!

But why did she wear such a 'grand' dress at night?

It should be past ten o'clock by now!!

But Xia Yan still followed the order and changed his clothes, instantly like a different person, his fair-skin complexion looked more soft-greasy and coquettish against the intoxicating burgundy, and the long and slightly curly black hair poured casually behind his back, especially the two long-white legs that made his blood go straight and snow-white.

It's a shame I didn't go to the international model contest!

Yi Beihan was also stunned for a few seconds, but the corners of his mouth immediately connected with a trace of hatred.

"Cheap. Person! ”

Then he turned and walked out of the bedroom.

Xia Yan followed in a daze.

Why did you bring her to such a place again?

You can't want her to continue with her last striptease, right?

Xia Yan followed Yi Beihan into a majestic nightclub with a sigh of anxiety.

On a set of crimson leather sofas, Mo Ji Rock sipps red wine comfortably.

When he saw Yi Beihan coming, he immediately stretched out his hand to say hello.

"Cold!"

But then when he saw the woman behind him, he said with a stiff expression:

"Han, why did you bring your sister-in-law too?

Sister-in-law......

Yi Beihan sat down beside him, raised his eyes and glanced at Xia Yan, and sneered:

"She deserves you to be your sister-in-law?"

Xia Yan actually ate the bear's heart and gave him a gallant look, and pursed the corners of his mouth disdainfully.

"I'm not uncommon!"

"You-"

This woman has learned to talk back!

But Yi Beihan immediately pulled up a smile at the corner of his mouth, which was charming.

Mo Jiyan looked at this pair of vindictive enemies, and suddenly said in surprise as if he had discovered a new continent:

"It's only been a few days since I saw you, and your relationship is so harmonious?"

It was a bit of a surprise to him.

"Do you believe that I threw you on the stage and sold you?"

The Elbe is cold and cold.

"Faith, faith." Xia Yan smiled reluctantly.

Mo Jiyan laughed with him, looked at Xia Yan, and greeted him warmly.

"Sister-in-law...... Son, come and sit here! ”

Xia Yan looked at the seat in front of her, and sat on the seat next to the Ink Halberd Rock, which means that there was a Ink Halberd Rock between her and Yi Beihan.

Yah!

Yi Beihan was dressed in a suit, and with a cold face, he took the wine on the table and poured it into his throat.

Mo Jiyan turned sideways slightly, leaned his head against Xia Yan, and whispered:

"Sister-in-law, I feel that the torture you have suffered is too unworthy of sympathy."

"What do you mean?"

Xia Yan was puzzled. Could it be that she deserves to be tortured?

"You're definitely the first woman to dare to do that to him, and it's good that he didn't throw you in the sea to feed the sharks."

Mo Jiyan said solemnly.

"Then do you know that there is a kind of pain called life is better than death?"

She had been so desperate, did he know her despair?

Because the voices around them were too noisy, Yi Beihan couldn't hear what they were talking about at all, but when he saw such a scene, they leaned together in an ambiguous posture, whispered in a low voice, and were extremely intimate.