Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

I was suddenly shocked, when did I still care about him so much?

Yin Yanyan, wake up. You have nothing to do with him anymore. He can do whatever he wants. Just read the novel.

After this time, you will go back to your old ways with him, and don’t bring trouble to yourself again...

The young lady who was accompanying Ye Yanmo boldly leaned against him and coquettishly said, "Mr. Ye, would you like to have a drink with Yingying?" [

Ye Yanmo's eyes flashed slightly, he paused, smiled, picked up the wine, touched it with the lady, and drank it all in one gulp.

The corner of his eyes glanced at Yin Yanyan.

The lights in the box were dim and he couldn't see Yin Yanyan's expression clearly.

Yin Yanyan didn't look at her, she was pulling Kuang Jingye to punch.

He seemed to be in high spirits, having a good time, and didn't care about him at all...

His eyes darkened, and he suddenly picked up his wine glass and lazily clinked it with Yingying beside him: "Your name is Yingying? Well, it's a good name, and it has a sweet voice that suits you just right. Come on, let's drink again."

Yingying's eyes lit up and she let out a cry, wishing she could squeeze her whole body into his arms.

Her voice became more charming and charming: "Well, Mr. Ye, Yingying is a little dizzy. I would like to lend you your arms for a while."

Her plump breasts rubbed against his arm deliberately...

Ye Yanmo remained calm, half-hugging her with his arms loosely, and chuckled: "Then just lean on her for a while."

His voice was as sweet as a cello, flowing gently in her ears.

Yingying had been hugged by countless men in her life, and she had lost all feeling.

But now Ye Yanmo did nothing but held her weakly, which made her heart beat like a deer and she wished she could melt into him immediately.

With a squeak, she couldn't help but want to find his lips with her red lips.

Ye Yanmo's eyes flashed slightly, and he pressed a finger on her lips with a cold smile: "A little bit of red lips can be tasted by thousands of people, Yingying, how many people have tasted your lips?"

Yingying froze, it would be a bit embarrassing to say such words at this time.

But after all, she was used to the romantic field. She stretched out her arms and put her arms around Ye Yanmo's neck, and said softly: "Mr. Ye, I was once a girl from a good family. She had no choice but to join this profession. However, Yingying

She has always been clean and self-respecting, and has never been with other men when she is not accompanying him when drinking. As long as Mr. Ye is willing, Yingying is willing to only accompany Mr. Ye in the future..."

"Huh? It turns out that Yingying is still a pure and pure girl. That's disrespectful."

Ye Yanmo did not push her away, but smiled with an unknown meaning, raised his head and drank another glass of wine.[

Yin Yanyan was still punching.

Maybe it had something to do with the fact that she drank too much and made frequent mistakes.

Naturally, you lose more and win less.

As she drank more and more wine, her pretty face was as red as drunkenness. Looking in the eyes of Kuang Jingye opposite, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Master Kuang, I didn't expect you to be a master of rowing. Come on, let's row again."

Yin Yanyan lost another round, drank all the liquor in the glass boldly, and stretched out his fist to continue rowing.

A flash of pity flashed in Kuang Jingye's eyes.

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