Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【368 You pissed me off】

They were whispering something, and An Yi couldn't hear it clearly, but when he felt her presence, the conversation stopped.

Ye Ran raised his head and glanced at her, with anger in his eyes, "Who allowed you to come out?"

"Yeran, have I not formally greeted your pet?"

The man's back moved, he smiled, and slowly turned his head.

Those pale to colorless pupils, and skin as pure as snow, An Yi had met once before, so he recognized them very clearly.

It's Diderot, yes.

His eyes, movements, and tone were exactly the same as the man who appeared at the Nangong venue that day. Even the lines on the corners of his lips when he smiled were the same arc.

"What's your name?" Diderot frowned, his transparent crystal eyes showing a bit of doubt, "What...what?"

"An Yi," Ye Ran answered in a reproachful tone, "I have mentioned it so many times and you still can't remember it. Isn't it because you sleep every day and your head is turned to mush?"

When the word "sleep" was mentioned, Diderot yawned, turned to Yeran and said, "I can't help it. My only pleasure is sleeping. It's too boring to be awake all the time."

An Yi gently accepted the words with a smooth tone, "Boring? Why don't you just sleep forever and still cause harm to the world here?"

Diderot stopped, turned his attention to her, and asked with a smile: "Who gave you the courage to speak to me like this?"

Ye Ran's face darkened, and he ordered the people behind him: "Please take An Yi back to the room and take good care of her."

"I don't like people provoking me," Diderot snorted, but Yeran couldn't help but stop him. He took out a pure white gun in his right hand, raised it, and shot An Yi at the foot.

Fortunately, An Yi hid quickly and jumped back to avoid his attack.

After jumping to the back, I didn't see the collision of sparks. I only saw the needle-shaped white bullet bouncing on the ground a few times and lying motionless.

An Yi looked up and saw Ye Ran frowning and looking at her coldly, his deep gaze containing a 100% warning, without any ambiguity.

Diderot played with the white gun in his hand, glanced at An Yi with cold eyes, slowly from head to toe, and suddenly said with emotion: "She is more beautiful than the image stored in the memory chip, but she is not me.

Interested woman."

"So you are still interested in women," Ye Ran sarcastically said, "Mask has found so many women but you still can't get interested. What happened today?"

"Interesting..." Diderot pondered, "The woman who scolded me is interesting."

"Then stop staring at my woman and go back to your underground room to sleep." Yeran said angrily, "I'm not responsible for telling the mask what you like."

Diderot stroked his chin and turned his head, "But what if I don't want to see this woman again next time I come?"

Ye Ran's face instantly darkened, but she still spoke calmly, "She will be well hidden by me, and you won't have the chance to see her again in the future."

"After hearing what I said, shouldn't you kill her immediately?" Diderot put away his gun, raised his eyebrows in question, and shook his head at Yeran, "Forget it, I'm in a good mood today, so I don't mind killing her."

"What you want," Yeran said in a somewhat arrogant tone, "I will give it to you on time."

Diderot yawned again, stood up slowly, hummed lazily, and left surrounded by his men...

The servants were performing their duties, and only An Yi and Ye Ran were left here.

She didn't say much, she just thought about their conversation over and over in her mind.

Memory chip, mask, underground - what do you mean?

She raised her head and was about to ask Ye Ran, when she saw Ye Ran standing up in an uproar, striding over, raising his hand, and slapped her hard on the face.

With a crisp snap, he grabbed her and threw her on the sofa. He clamped her resisting hands with both hands and suppressed her struggling body with one leg. His eyes were full of anger, "Next time, don't cause unnecessary trouble for me."

trouble."

An Yi looked at the bloodthirsty and cold eyes on this familiar face, and felt a chill in his heart, and all the questions he asked were retracted in his heart——

For Yeran, she could easily get everything from his mouth.

She cannot act rashly against this murderer and must keep her mouth shut!

An Yi didn't say anything, but looked at him with cold eyes. She couldn't relax her hands and feet, so she opened her lips and bit his arm, leaving a row of blood marks...

Ye Ran didn't hide, looked at her and smiled arrogantly, "I haven't made any progress after staying in the Nangong family for several years. Why, I slap you and you can only bite me back?"

The salty smell spread in his mouth. An Yi snorted, let go of him, spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground, and sneered: "Bite you, I feel dirty."

His eyes flashed fiercely, he grabbed her who was tied up and carried her to the bedroom, "I protect you, but you don't know what to do, An Yi, it seems that he didn't train you properly, how a pet should surrender to its owner.

"

"I didn't ask you to protect me," she said coldly, "I would rather be shot by Diderot or taken away by Diderot than stay under the same roof with you."

"Would you rather follow that pervert Diderot than follow me?" he repeated, clenching his fists. "Very good, you've made me angry."

An Yi turned his head and said nothing, but was secretly surprised in his heart - it turned out that Ye Ran, with this personality, did not completely admire and obey Diderot, otherwise, he would not have used that title.

When he saw that she was silent, he pushed her against the stairs and hit her hard, causing her to cry out in pain and turn her eyes to him, "You scum!"

"Swear, I really like the way you curse." He pinched her chin, "The more you resist, the more I like you. Now you are like a wild cat just waiting for me to tame you. Let me tell you, I am looking forward to it."

!”

An Yi was extremely angry and had nothing to say!

She had no desire to talk to him, who was cruel and bloodthirsty.

"The stupid thing you gave him was ruined." He raised his right hand, thinking of the braided bracelet with disgust, "Now you bite the mark on the same place, An Yi, you really love me."

"You are... really..." The chin was squeezed tightly and it was extremely difficult to spit out three words, with strong hatred in the eyes, "Shameless..."

"You can't always see your identity clearly." He tightened his grip, "You are so disrespectful to the master, I need to punish you well."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hands pulled off her top...