Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

His big palm pressed on the steering wheel, seemingly accidentally or intentionally, and the edge of his palm touched her little hand...

The familiar warm feeling shocked Yin Yanyan's heart and she retracted as if she was electrocuted. ()

He simply crossed his arms, looked at him coldly, and asked again: "Mr. Ye, you, the president of a powerful multinational group, are pestering me, a little person, what do you want to do? I am now broke, neither stealing nor robbing, let alone

I'm not a drug dealer. I'm a good citizen. You can't get anything from me. If you really want to make meritorious deeds, there are some who are corrupt, some are corrupt, and even worse, there are some who are petty thieves. Go and catch them.

Maybe they can be on TV again and be heroes..."

Ye Yanmo's face changed slightly, and the smile on his lips finally disappeared, and he stared at her with a pair of eyes: "Yan Yan, is this how you look at me?" [

He called her "Yan Yan" very naturally, as if he had been calling her like this for many years...

Yin Yanyan stroked the cold hair on his arm and smiled: "Mr. Ye, I am just a small person. Does my opinion of you hinder you? Also, don't call me 'Yan Yan'. I don't know you that well. You

It's disgusting to call me that. You should just call me 'Miss Yin'."

Ye Yanmo's fingers holding the steering wheel were a little white, and a scene suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Gu Siyu, I like you, can you be my boyfriend?"

At that time, Yin Yanyan was wearing a furry white hat. She looked sweet and charming, but she stood in front of him with her arms akimbo like a big sister.

He looks very heroic, but his big eyes flicker, hiding a hint of vulnerability that is afraid of being rejected...

"Yin Yanyan..."

He seemed a little surprised and a little amused, so he simply leaned against the tree trunk with his arms folded and educated her: "Yin Yanyan, a man should confess to this kind of thing."

"But you keep pretending to be stupid and don't confess! Then I have to confess. I'm afraid that if I don't confess, you will be snatched away by those wolf girls in the class. I have to strike first! You will accept it, right?

You like me, right?" She pursed her lips slightly and spoke confidently.

"Yin Yanyan, why do I feel that you are more like a wolf girl?" He teased her leisurely.

"Cough, cough, I'm different from them." Yin Yanyan waved her fist.

"What's the difference?" He was still speaking slowly.

"They just like your appearance. You know, Israeli servants can't last long."

Yin Yanyan seemed to have read a lot of popular novels and spoke a four-character idiom in an elegant manner.

His black line!

He took a step forward and corrected her rudely: "Israel servants refer to women, generally referring to the emperor's concubines."

"It's all the same! You look like a concubine who brings disaster to the country and the people, just like those concubines who bring disaster to the country..."

Yin Yanyan interrupted her impatiently.

A pair of big eyes stared at him closely. She finally worked up the courage to confess. She only wanted an answer and did not want to discuss literary knowledge: "Do you agree or not? Come on, give me an answer!"

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