Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【374 You will get drunk if you drink alcohol】

"Anyway, the outcome between you and me is either you die in my hands, or I die in your hands."

As soon as An Yi finished speaking, Ye Ran tightened his grip and said, "My slave, you talk a lot."

The cold and slender fingers on his neck tightened in confusion. An Yi suddenly had difficulty breathing. His eyes were dilated, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and his breathing began to become rapid and difficult.

This pervert wanted to strangle her to death.

An Yi felt hatred in her heart and gave him a look that was a hundred times more hateful. Her tone was difficult, "Don't worry... I will... come back..."

Yeran sneered, "I'm looking forward to it, slave."

Apart from this, would she look at him squarely? No, never.

He won't strangle her, he understands. The medical knowledge in his mind is not a pile of waste. He is already familiar with how to push her to the limit and how to use a tone that makes her glare at him with extremely angry eyes.

Just when An Yi's eyes turned black and he thought he was about to lose his breath, he heard a knock on the door from outside.

"Master Ye, something happened at the research institute."

Yeran said wait a moment, and the man stood in front of the door waiting.

Letting go of her and throwing her on the bed, Ye Ran walked to the closet on the left and took some clothes to put on. She looked coldly at An Yi, who was sitting on the bed and coughing violently, and snorted cruelly and appreciatively, "I know.

Why don't I kill you? An Yi, I really like the way you are lingering on."

An Yi clenched his fist, bit the corners of his mouth until bloodshot eyes were drawn, and said nothing.

Hate will not help.

Every movement, every look, and every word of this man deepened her determination to kill him.

This time, she will never be merciful. Even if...he becomes the man she loves...she will not change anything.

Yeran opened the door and whispered to his men: "What's the matter?"

"The lady sent by Mr. Diderot," the speaker said in a very impatient tone, "died out at the sight of blood and was unable to wake up to do any tests. She has been trying in vain for nearly an hour. Master Ye, Mr. Diderot is already here.

I urged you to continue like this..."

"Take me to see it."

Ye Ran ordered to leave, but heard his subordinates say: "That lady is very timid. She always faints when she sees our people. I think..."

The man's eyes turned to An Yi, who was sitting motionless by the bed, "Would it be better if Miss An went?"

Ye Ran frowned, with suspicion in his eyes, "Show me your serial number and laboratory work certificate."

The man's face suddenly became panicked and he said hurriedly: "Master Ye, I don't mean anything else. It's just that I used to major in psychology and felt that women's psychological rejection of women would be weakened. Besides, Miss An is also a well-known medical scientist... This is me

work permit.”

Taking out the work permit and handing it over reverently, Yeran still frowned, took the work permit, went to the table and took out the screen scanner, first scanned the work permit, then scanned the subordinate's face, and motioned for him to press his hand on it...

...Three seconds later, the screen showed that the facial features and fingerprints on the certificate all matched. After all the matches, Ye Ran returned his work permit and ordered: "Go downstairs and wait."

The man nodded in agreement, turned around and went downstairs.

Ye Ran turned to An Yi and said, "Follow me."

An Yi hummed: "Is this the tone you use when asking someone to ask for help?"

"It is natural for a slave to do everything for his master." Yeran smiled coldly, "Or I can force you to go and use many new methods. An Yi, you should be very clear about my methods."

An Yi stood up with a sullen expression, dragging the heavy chain to his side, keeping a straight face and saying nothing.

This is a sign of surrender.

Ye Ran smiled with satisfaction, "Wouldn't it be better to be good? You always ask me to force you to suffer."

An Yi snorted, pursed her lips and said nothing.

He looks disgusted on the outside, but he is extremely happy on the inside.

Being able to get out of this villa and see Bai Qingcheng was a perfect opportunity for her who was now at her wits' end.

Ye Ran looked at her and suddenly came over and asked softly: "Slave, who has better skills between me and him?"

An Yi was startled, then turned to glare at him angrily and sneered: "Shameless!"

"Shameless, are you still blushing under me?" He declared arrogantly, "I will make you forget that man, my slave."

An Yi gritted his teeth and walked away.

It's just a deliberate illusion. This pervert will indeed bring it up.

Ye Ran was behind her, but she suddenly laughed, looking in a good mood...

She blushed in his arms, it was the first time she saw her.

If she hadn't raised the vase on the coffee table and smashed it at him, he would have thought that she was intoxicated at that moment.

Pretending, that was also the first time she gave him.

I'm in a good mood today. I won't kill anyone this month.

◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original first release◇◆

Cheetah bought a lot of spirits, including whiskey, brandy, vodka, tequila, and knocked on the door with a bunch of fine wine and entered Song Yun's room. He saw the boss sitting on the chair in his pajamas, holding his chin on the Internet.

Her eyes are deep and her nose is straight, her lips are red and fragrant, her eyes are charming, her movements are charming, not artificial or deliberate, and she is the focus of hundreds of people with every move and gesture.

I have to say that the word charm still exists in Song Yun, which is a waste of resources.

As soon as the cheetah stepped into the house, Song Yun turned around and smiled charmingly, "The little cheetah came to bribe me today. What good things are you carrying in the bag?"

"Boss..." Cheetah sighed, "I have something to discuss with you."

Close the door and take your seat.

Cheetah took out bottles of spirits from his handbag, with a serious look on his face, "It's about the goshawk."

The overall situation comes first, so we can only start with his cute little goshawk.

After hearing this, Song Yun cast her eyes towards the bottles of wine and transparent wine glasses in front of the table. She stood up from the computer and walked over, "We have always had freedom of marriage and love in our alliance. You can't catch the goshawk, but I can't."

Not much help."

"Isn't Goshawk raised by you single-handedly, the boss? Why can't you help?" Cheetah took out a transparent glass, "I just learned how to mix wine some time ago. Let's make two glasses for the boss to try."

Song Yun laughed when she heard this, "I'm bound to get drunk if I drink alcohol, so please take it easy on me, I'm an old man."

"I believe that the boss can drink well. The wine I make will be strong but not strong."

Cheetah replied, seeing Song Yun's satisfied face, he began to mutter in his heart, Boss, you will get drunk if you drink alcohol, so I can rest assured...

(The fourth update is over, go to sleep, I have to go to work early tomorrow, so the updates for the past few days should be in the evening^_^)