Chapter 722

"Yes."

Before the villa did not hire servants, are hourly workers in cleaning, so, when Sheng see someone also Leng for a while.

It took a long time to realize that it was Ji Yunan's new servant.

Ji Yunan holds Shi Sheng up to the second floor, kicks the door open, and goes to the bedside to press Shi Sheng on the soft bed.

The warm lip fell on her chin.

The curtain was drawn in the room, and only a little light came in from the interface. The room was not so bright that it could barely see the object.

"Shisheng," Ji Yunan called her, her voice was very dumb, and her eyes were bright and burning.

Shi Sheng was frightened by his appearance. She faintly felt that this time was different from before.

"Ji Yunan, get up first."

This kind of feeling let her panic, began to struggle uncontrollably.

In this bed, Ji Yunan and Mu Qinghuan roll together. They feel disgusting when they think about it.

Ji Yunan seems to be pushed hard by her, and her voice is even more hoarse. The strained back seems to be broken at any time. "I didn't do that with Mu Qinghuan."

Kevin told him that when he got off the plane.

Ji Yunan thought for the first time that this woman was so stupid.

When Sheng twist eyebrow don't head, "yes, I see Mu Qinghuan and a pig."

There was a man's laugh over her head.

"She gave me sleeping pills. What do you think I am?"

He began to muddle again, as if he wanted to tease her.

But there are so many unknowns in front of them that she can't concentrate on them.

So, she refused.

"You get up first." The woman's voice trembled with tension.

"Can't get up," Ji Yunan buried his face in his neck, and his breath was disordered.

Shi Sheng's cheek is burning hot. I don't know whether he is angry or annoyed, "you..."

The man holding her suddenly props up, but doesn't leave completely. When Sheng hears the drawer being pulled open, his tight body starts to struggle, with a rapid trill, "Ji Yunan, I don't want to."

Even if she had to do it, she would have to wait until she met Fu Yi and asked about it clearly.

The next second, her hand on his chest was held over his head.

The man looked at her coldly and faintly, the scorching heat was suppressed deeply, and there was no sign at all, "do you want to do it, or don't you want to do it with me?"

The atmosphere was stiff.

Both of them are unconvinced. Ji Yunan's thin lips are pursed into a stubborn straight line. Shi Shengqi's chest aches and gathers his anger. "Women have to have feelings for each other. Do you think they are all the same as you? We don't choose between fat and thin. "

Ji Yunan is overcast with a face, and his nerves are almost broken.

What is he like?

"Oh."

With a sneer, the man bent down again

But it's not the expected kiss. Shi Sheng only hears "click" two times. His wrist is cold, and his hands have been handcuffed by him.

She earned earned earned, just reaction is handcuffs, but not finished, in when Sheng questioned before, Ji Yunan completely turn over from her body down, hold her knees, even the random kick feet together handcuffed.

Shi Sheng is lying on the bed, his hands and feet are tied, and his movements are stiff, like a fish to be slaughtered. Seeing that Ji Yunan gets up and straightens his clothes to go, she glares at him angrily, "Ji Yunan, what are you doing? Untie me. "

She never thought that the man who just wanted to tear her apart changed his attitude.

Handcuffed her.

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't he open the cupboard and take that?

There is something wrong with your brain. You do things in a different way.

Ji Yunan was standing by the bed, looking at her coldly, "torturing and reassuring."

Shi Sheng: "I'm not sure."

It's your uncle's.

When she thought about what to say, Ji Yunan had already walked towards the door. The sneer at her throat turned into an angry rebuke, "Ji Yunan, you bastard, you come back to me."

Her response was a deafening sound of door closing.

Ji Yu went downstairs with no expression on his south face, and his shirt on his chest was a little wrinkled.

Before he went upstairs, he told that there was no need to prepare dinner, so the servants were cleaning. Seeing that he opened the door so quickly, he was a little worried and asked, "Ji Shao, what can I do for you?"

They all just came here, and he didn't understand his temperament. He just felt too gloomy.

"Well," he answered, with a cold smile between his thin lips, "send it up to his wife and feed her in person."

He wanted to go back to the company. He was in a hurry to go to China, and there was no handover of the company's affairs. Although it was not chaotic, there were several things he had to deal with.