Chapter 122: The Fifth Game of the Gambling Contract, Past Thoughts (13)
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can kiss Anthony's Fangze, that is how many girls can't envy!
Strangle!
That excellent opportunity was actually strangled in the cradle by Qi Yemo's wife!
She thumped her feet and regretted it......
Qi Yemo stuffed her into the car, and then the door slammed shut.
The temperature in the cabin plummeted instantly.
His bright starry eyes brushed her cheeks, red from drinking.
This time, fortunately, the concentration of the wine was not high, and she was not drunk.
His eyes darkened as he looked at her clean and clear eyes like little elk.
The slender knuckles couldn't help but caress her cheek.
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“……”
Why not let her kiss Anthony?
His action directly gave her the answer.
Because he doesn't like it.
So he gave her back this opportunity in person......
Between each other, it seems to be a factor of emotion.
She was immersed in his silence.
Defenseless.
In the carriage, there is a factor of warmth floating.
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His hoarse voice sounded low like the waves of the deep sea—
"Ye Huanyu, who is your white moonlight?"
Her heartstrings shuddered.
Well, if you can't kiss Anthony, it's not a loss to kiss Qi Yemo......
sniffed and stared deeply at his handsome and charming face, for some reason, Qi Yemo at this moment actually made her heart pound.
She looked at him steadily, her eyes shining deeply. Through the secluded mystery丨 ......
Learning his tone, her delicate fingertips climbed his cold lips, and smiled silly-
"Qi Yemo, who is your Bai Yueguang again?"
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The next day, the Qi family's mansion.
The first rays of dawn pierced through the clouds and into a small iron cage.
"Whew......huhu" the dog's sleeping purr.
"Woo woo woo ......" the little baby cried lowly.
The servant, who had been guarding the cage all night, had begged for mercy for the ninety-third time: "Little Master Chenchen, please stop crying, crying makes my heart, liver, spleen and lungs crack......"
Yang Yang rolled his eyes and continued to fake crying: "If you let me out, I won't cry and crack your kidneys." ”
The servant was embarrassed, and his face was extremely pale: "Little young master, please stop torturing me, even if you give me ten guts, you don't dare to disobey the second young master's will......"
Yang Yang pulled his lips and looked sad: "Am I my father's own son?" Why would he be willing to kill me so much? I'm still a kid, right? ”
"Uh. Little master, please stop pretending to be pitiful, you have used this trick fifty-six times since last night. I also said it a long time ago, the second young master is just to punish you, the little young master, and I hope that the little young master will never run away from home casually. ”
Yang Yang pursed his mouth, collected his sadness, and pulled Bella, who was sleeping peacefully, "A ball, you are so annoying, you can still sleep so soundly in a cage!" ”
"Woo......" Bella, who was in pain, opened a misty sleepy eye, and her eyes were extremely innocent.
It's like saying that it's not human, it's just a dog, and it's sleeping in a cage.
"I'm going out, I'm going out, I'm going to be out......" Yang Yang pouted and shouted again.