Song Yaxuan was Ding Chengxin's No. 1 arrest target.
The teenager did not know for what purpose, stole his private information and tried to spread it on a large scale.
Fortunately, he was intercepted by Yan Haoxiang, and now he is tied in chains in the old warehouse.
Yan Haoxiang didn't want to catch the olive branch suddenly thrown by Ding Chengxin so quickly, he preferred to hang it.
yanhaoxiangHow you want to deal with it is up to you.
yanhaoxiangAre you sure she can listen to the following?
Yan Haoxiang pointed at her and smiled jokingly.
Liu Mang is also very knowledgeable, and the secrets of the top gifter cannot be spied on at will.
liumangI'm suddenly a little thirsty... I want to get something to eat.
dingchengxinOkay, I'll have someone prepare it for you.
The butler appeared just in time and took her to the table, where there was indeed a prepared breakfast.
Sitting on the seat next to the main seat, there is a cup of hot water.
There seems to be a note under the glass, very inconspicuous goose yellow.
She thought about being monitored, like sitting on pins and needles, and she didn't read this letter, and she didn't read it.
The housekeeper is not around now, but to take care of the chores.
She took a bite of the toast, and out of the corner of her eye, she looked at the study. The two of them had no sign of coming out.
The letter was squeezed in the palm of my hand, thinking again and again.
She's still open.
"I'll take you away, seven days."
There are only these six words, not signed.
The handwriting was very confusing, and she recognized that it was Song Yaxuan's handwriting, and she could see that it was written in a hurry at that time.
The soft bread lost its flavor, and she was a little suspicious.
liumang(What is this...?)
With her palms sweating, she clutched the letter and threw it in the trash.
But instead, he felt that it was not safe, would it be seen...
At this moment of hesitation, several black vans had gathered outside the door.
It was arranged by Ding Chengxin on the phone just now. He wanted to go to the warehouse immediately.
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The dressing room was on the second floor. He hurried upstairs and passed the dining table without seeing Liu Mang's small movements.
The entire corridor is now empty.
Yan Haoxiang slowly came out of the study and raised his eyebrows at her.
Seeing that she didn't respond, he walked over in three or two steps, lowered his body, and leaned against her ear.
Word by word, a sentence pops up:
yanhaoxiangMust... taste you...
His voice was very low. After all, this was someone else's territory, and it couldn't be as "lawless" as outside.
This sentence made Liu Mang choke half to death. Could this neurotic be a little more restrained...
If Ding Chengxin hadn't gone to change his clothes, he would have broken up on the spot.
liumangDon't get involved with me in your business.
yanhaoxiangWhat do you think I'm here for today?
The hot air of Yan Haoxiang's breath sprayed behind her ears. The taste of being forced to steal/love made her lose her appetite, and she tried her best to pull away the stool to keep her distance from him.
yanhaoxiangRemember to thank me afterwards.
liumangWhat the hell are you talking about? I really... don't understand.
yanhaoxiangYou will understand in a few days.
Fire, but there is no way.
She wasn't even a doll, she was more of a marionette now.
Being played around.
The follow-up plot is super sensational, the fairies are clocking in
