Why are her hands so unsatisfactory? What's wrong with grabbing? Why grab a shirt that will leave sweat marks? (Miss Yan, you've missed the point!)
"How does it feel to forcefully kiss me?" Master Tou raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "You seem to enjoy it."
Yan Xiaoyu was instantly turned to stone as if struck by eight thunders.
Comrade Yan, you have regressed, you are too unaware. Even the police officers have learned to forcefully kiss men on the street... You are sorry for society, you are sorry for the people, and you are sorry for the red scarf that Grandpa Yan personally knitted for you...
She turned around and immediately wanted to open the door and run out...
Unfortunately, the structure of such a famous car is relatively complicated. After fiddling with it for a long time, she realized that Master Nangong had locked the door. At this time, she had the time to admire her embarrassment of being unable to open the door...
"Aren't you going to talk to me?"
Master Tou's gentle tone appeared again, and the danger in his eyes was like thousands of sharp knives that could shoot a person into the moon's surface.
Yu'er was horrified, because the last thing in his life was to have anything to do with the underworld, so he asked in a low voice with a slightly pale face, "Mr. Nangong, regarding what happened just now, can we... choose... to forget about it for the time being, and just treat it like nothing happened?
It happened..."
"I am born with an extraordinary memory and a photographic memory." Master Tou interrupted directly, blocking the second half of her sentence to a dead end.
Yan Xiaoyu was struggling, with an expression as if he had made a great deal of determination, and rummaged through his old wallet to find something and handed it to him, "Here, can I give this to you?"
Master Tou looked at the tattered thing, "What?"
Brother, is your IQ okay? The dignified president of the Nangong family doesn’t know RMB?
"Comrade, this is all my wealth," Xiaoyu explained with tears, "I saved it from picking up rags while doing morning exercises this morning. The compensation for mental damage can only be so much..."
Compensation for mental damages?
Picking up rags?
Twenty dollars?
Broken money with corners missing?
You really dare to show your hand in front of him.
Master Tou thinks this woman is very courageous.
(Thank you Qin Meng and Lianyuan for sending me silent red envelopes, okay ^_^!)