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Chapter 591
“Yes, it also specifically pointed out to be pure, interesting!”
Su Yucheng smelled the speech and looked at Yu Yimo with a smile. “Today is not my name.”
Suddenly, the childe brothers are curious to see Yu Yimo.
Everyone in the circle knows that Yu Yimo’s private life is so clean that he never touches women outside.
It’s unusual today.
Yu Yimo frowned slightly, looked at Su Yucheng and said in a cold voice, “don’t do this for me.”
Su Yucheng winked at him and said, “just drink a glass of wine. What are you afraid of? Besides, don’t you say you’re not interested? Just try.”
Yu Yimo’s eyes were slightly cold. He wanted to refuse, but he hesitated to hear his words.
He could not be moved by Ruan’s poems. Even if he wanted to try, he was not afraid.
Soon, a middle-aged woman with strong make-up pushed in, followed by several young girls, all of them with uniform figure. As Su Yucheng asked, they were pure and elegant.
The middle-aged woman smiles at Su Yucheng, “Su Shao, look, these are clean. Which one do you like?”
Su Yucheng’s eyes swept and pointed to the girl with long hair standing on the edge, “that, go to accompany Mr. Yu, that, come to me.”
The girl with long hair was pointed out, and a trace of joy passed on her face. When she saw the man she was going to accompany, her eyes suddenly straightened.
The man sitting on the sofa over there looks like a God, with a high nose, tight lips, and a cool temperament. Such a man is like the best.
She was so lucky that she was chosen to play such a role today.
Su Yucheng glanced at the silly woman and sneered, “what are you doing? Why don’t you come here? “
“Yes, yes.”
She immediately went over and sat down on Yu Yimo’s side. Her eyes carefully swept his side face and excitedly picked up the wine bottle beside him. “Sir, I’ll help you fill up the wine.”
asked the woman about the strong perfume, and he said, with a frown and no words, he put the cup directly on the table at the moment when the woman wanted to pour wine.
As soon as the woman’s hand shook, the wine almost poured out, and an embarrassed smile appeared on her face. She immediately straightened her arm and poured the wine into the glass.
The wine is full, but Yimo doesn’t mean to reach for the glass.
Su Yucheng, who was waiting to see the play, picked his eyebrows and reminded the girl with a smile, “since he doesn’t start, you can feed him!”
Listen to him say so, girl hook lip a smile, the voice pinches of thin, “that Sir, I feed you to drink…”
With that, she picked up her glass and carefully delivered it to Yu Yimo’s lips. But unexpectedly, the man suddenly tightened his brow and said coldly, “take it away!”
The woman was startled, and her hand trembled. The wine in the glass just spilled on his pants. Suddenly, she was shocked. She put down the glass and quickly took a tissue to wipe it. “Sorry, sir, I didn’t mean it!”
In an instant, Yu Yimo’s heart was burning to the maximum. He brushed away the woman’s hand and said, “don’t touch me!”
At the moment when she met him just now, his hair had stood up.
It’s the natural reaction of the body to resistance.
Yu Yimo frowned, coldly swept the woman, suddenly stood up, glanced at Su Yucheng, and said in a cold voice, “you’re funny, I’ll go first!”
Chapter 592
With that, he stepped out of the box, and Du Yue quickly followed.
That woman was assassinated, immediately red eyes, Wei qubaba looked at Su Yucheng, “Su Shao, I really didn’t mean to…”
Su Yucheng didn’t think so. He chuckled, “it’s not your fault.”
He had long thought that this might happen, but he didn’t really want to let Yu Yimo accept the women here. He was just testing. In this way, I’m afraid he knew what he really cared about.
At the same time, Yu Yimo strides into the elevator with a gloomy and frightening face.
From the moment that the woman sat down beside him, his disgust value was rising, and the smell of her body really made him very uncomfortable!
he still remembered that Nguyen Shi Shi seldom spray perfume. She never has such pungent taste on her body. It is a light milk flavor.
All of a sudden, Yu Yimo’s eyebrows tighten, and her cold thin lips become a cold line.
How could he suddenly think of Ruan Shi? Why do you unconsciously compare that woman with her?
Why?
Is it true that he is moved as Su Yucheng said?
Yu Yimo’s mood suddenly sank, and this idea surrounded his mind. He knew he was in the car, but he didn’t understand it.
Du Yue started the car and asked, “Mr. Yu, go back to the villa now?”
“Well.”
When the car started, Yu Yimo closed his eyes and tried to empty himself. However, Ruan Shishi’s face flashed back and forth in his mind. Suddenly, he became more agitated.
Is it the woman who cursed him!
Yu Yimo thought more and more angrily, opened his eyes and told Du Yue, “turn around and go to the small apartment first.”
He wants to go to her and ask her clearly!
Soon, the car turned around and went straight to the small apartment.
Arriving at the door of the apartment, Yu Yimo raises his hand and knocks on the door, still with some anger in his heart.
But unexpectedly, after several knocks, no one came to open the door. Suddenly, Yu Yimo was more angry.
Isn’t Ruan Shishi back at this time? So where did she go? Are you with song yean?
The more Yu Yimo thinks about it, the more angry he gets. No one answers when he rings the doorbell and knocks. He directly takes out his wallet and finds a key in the sandwich.
He is the landlord. Naturally, he has the key to the house. At the beginning, he asked the intermediary to give Ruan Shishi two keys, and he specially left one for just in case.
Open the door, Yu Yimo pushes the door in. It’s dark in the room, but the wall lamp near the bedroom is on. He frowns and sweeps the bag and key on the cabinet at the entrance of the entrance. He is a little surprised.
It seems that Ruan Shishi is at home, but why doesn’t she open the door? On purpose?
Yu Yimo closes the door, walks to the bedroom and pushes the door open. It’s also dark inside, only looking at the bedside lamp.
Vaguely, he could see the protruding figure on the bed. When he stepped forward, he could see clearly that Ruan Shishi’s body was shrunk into a small ball. The quilt was tightly wrapped, and the forehead was still covered with gauze.
Her posture, like that of a fetus, shrank into a ball, completely defensive. It was heartbreaking.
Yu Yimo sensed something sensitively.
The state of Ruan’s poetry seems not quite right
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