The Heroine, She Has a Prosperous Beauty

Seeing her scared look, Ji Mu laughed happily.

"Hahaha, little rascal, it turns out that you also get scared sometimes."

But no, thinking about the actions and scenes in which Leng Su teased him and kissed him forcefully, he almost thought that this girl's temperament was fearless.

Unexpectedly, just by scaring her like this, this girl's paper tiger temperament would be exposed.

"My brother also sent me a piece of evidence about the chaos in Yan Yin's private life. Do you have any ideas?"

Hearing Ji Mu mention this, Leng Su thought about it seriously for a while.

She is not the Holy Mother. Since Yan Yin is an outsider, she must send her away.

According to her own temperament, Leng Su would definitely choose to eradicate the root cause to avoid endless troubles.

However, Ji Mu was the target of his attack after all. In his eyes, the original owner was a simple and harmless little public servant.

If she said that she would expose the evidence and push Yan Yin into a desperate situation, it might arouse his suspicion and suspicion. For her, this would do more harm than good.

Thinking of this, Leng Su had no choice but to compromise temporarily.

"Can you show me the evidence first?"

"good."

With that said, Ji Mu stood up, moved the notebook on the table in front of her, and opened another email.

The email was full of photos and videos of Yan Yin, and Leng Su clicked on one of the videos.

Inside, there was a feast of lights and neon lights. Yan Yin was wearing a suspender-short skirt and seductive black stockings on her legs.

Surrounded by a group of men, she twisted her body crazily, exposing her perfect S-shaped curve to the eyes of all the opposite sex.

Seeing those men looking fiercely at her because of her dancing and figure, she seemed very proud and arrogant.

As the rhythm of the music increased, Yan Yin's mood seemed to be particularly high.

She danced crazily with the men around her, face to face, body to body, and seamlessly.

"Wow, get high, yeah, yeah, yeah..."

When the music reached its highest rhythm, Yan Yin's eyes were blurred and she was surrounded by a group of men with an excited face.

At this time, the video seemed to shake, and a black thread fell down without warning, blocking the criss-crossing body inside.

With a "pop" sound, Ji Mu immediately closed the laptop.

He looked straight at her with a pair of big angry eyes, a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and asked: "Those men are so handsome? Are you so fascinated by them?"

Leng Su: ...Turns out I was jealous.

"I didn't." Leng Su denied.

However, someone was so jealous right now that he would not listen to her explanation.

Lowering his head, he bit her little mouth angrily and muttered: "You are my fiancée, you can only look at me. You can't look at men other than me, even Leng Che and uncle!"

Leng Su: ...She is really innocent, really! ! !

Facing the jealous man on her body, Leng Su finally understood. She couldn't even think of explaining it unless she comforted him.

In desperation, Leng Su had no choice but to reach out and hug Ji Mu, raised his head and extended his uvula to respond to the kiss.

Sure enough, after getting her response, Ji Mu's mood improved significantly and his movements became gentler.

After the kiss ended, Leng Su was already out of breath.

She calmed down and then explained.