Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

His hands slowly clenched with great force, as if he was trying to restrain something.

The beautiful and beautiful enchantress looked at his ugly face indifferently.

The red lips were slightly hooked, and she seemed to sneer coldly: "It's so ugly."

As soon as he finished speaking, his morbid emotions were about to explode in an instant.

The gentle expression of the wolf, which seemed to have been tamed in shackles, gradually shattered and became horribly distorted.

But he was still restraining himself, restraining himself with the greatest endurance.

Don't let yourself do anything crazy.

Yun Si slowly put her hand on his face and touched it gently. The touch under her hand was rough.

Like dead skin, layers of dead skin from old trees that have lost their vitality.

She slowly raised his chin, and she could see that the scar spread all the way to the back of his ear, which was clear and shocking at the same time.

Wearing a mask on weekdays, you can't see anything.

But now without the mask, these scars are exposed like the stench of rats in a stinking ditch.

It's disgusting.

She twitched the corners of her lips and said in a calm tone, "How did you do it?"

He didn't speak, and clenched his fists tightly. The veins on his forehead popped out, and his dignity, which had suffered embarrassment and humiliation, was trampled under his feet and almost crushed.

He should have been a proud man, but now he was kneeling here, being judged by his beloved.

His back was tense and his fists were clenched, as if he was trying to preserve the last bit of dignity.

Yun Si glanced at his hand.

After a pause, she put his mask away and put it in her pocket.

Stand up and don't look at him.

"Let's talk about this later, I'm tired."

After all, she relented.

Yun Si took off her coat and hung it on one side.

Qin Qing knelt there in silence and did not move.

Like a lifeless statue.

Yun Si turned around and glanced at him.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Outside the door, the assistant's voice came, "Sister Sisi, it's me."

Yun Si didn't say anything more and walked over to open the door.

At the door, the assistant held two gift bags and handed them over.

"Sister Sisi, the clothes you want."

"Okay, thank you."

Yun Si opened it and took a look.

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The door to the room was closed, and just as the assistant was about to leave, he saw Bai Ling and his group walking out of the elevator.

She was so frightened that she immediately lowered her head and walked by silently.

Bai Ling was wearing sunglasses and seemed to see her when he walked by.

He snorted coldly, still looking unhappy.

Back in the room, she leaned on the sofa and opened the hot search terms.

As expected, the hot search is still # Yun Si #

Bai Ling looked unhappy, "Jameson, what happened to Yun Si's boyfriend? Didn't I ask you to check his identity?"

After Jameson checked the room, he came over and said, "I checked, but I didn't find anything."

"He's just an ordinary outsider, with an account balance of less than four digits."

He is such a poor man, his identity and background are clear at a glance, there is nothing to find out at all.

Bai Ling felt better after hearing this.

"Is this man really that poor?"

Jameson: "He just looks poor, so there shouldn't be anything wrong with him."

As he was speaking, he seemed to have remembered something, and added: "That man seems to be disfigured, his face has been ruined."

"Oh?" Bai Ling raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that there would be such a big surprise after checking.

"If he's disfigured... doesn't that mean... he's ugly?"