Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

With Ye Yanmo's status, almost everyone in the service industry in the city knows him and treats him as a guest of honor. [Source of this book www.

In Monopoly, Ye Yanmo naturally received the same treatment.

The female manager in the hotel personally led them to the luxury room on the top floor and opened the door for them.

After saying a few more warm words about the service industry, I let them in, and stepped out in a sensible manner.[

The guest rooms are naturally luxurious five-star rooms.

Dim lighting, snow-white big bed, European palace-style furniture...

"Mr. Ye..." Yingying no longer had any scruples and wrapped herself around.

Ye Yanmo pushed her away: "Go take a shower first."

"Yeah, okay." Yingying agreed obediently and looked up at Ye Yanmo.

I felt that his eyes were darker and more unpredictable than this dark night.

She boldly hooked his arm and teased: "Mr. Ye, how about we wash together?"

Almost every man likes to take a mandarin duck bath with a woman, full of romantic and hormonal feelings...

Ye Yanmo's eyes flashed and he smiled lightly: "I don't like women who are long-winded."

Yingying didn't dare to be nagging anymore and quickly went to take a bath...

There was a sound of rushing water in the bathroom, and it was obvious that Yingying was washing in a hurry...

Ye Yanmo walked to the window, lit a cigarette, and looked down at the scenery outside with deep eyes.

There were very few pedestrians outside, only the flickering car lights flashing from time to time.

Lightning flashed from the sky from time to time, making his heart inexplicably irritable.

He put his hand into his trouser pocket and suddenly touched something cold.

He paused with his fingertips and took it out.

His eyes darkened, and it was Yin Yanyan's cell phone.

Milky white casing, compact body, with some wear and tear on the edges, it must have been used for a long time...

By some strange coincidence, he re-plugged the battery, and it showed more than a dozen missed calls, all from Mr. Ling.[

His eyes became darker and he checked the contacts on her phone again.

There are many names on it, but his is the only one missing...

I only found his own phone number in the dialed number, which showed 'stranger'.

"Ding." The phone lit up slightly, showing an incoming text message.

He paused with his fingertips and hesitated for a moment, but he still opened it and took a look.

The text message was sent by Mr. Ling.

"Yin Yanyan, please call me back quickly. If you don't call me back, I will go to City D to arrest you personally tomorrow!"

There were more than a dozen text messages ahead, almost all of which were sent by Ling Shaomo.

"Yan Yan, I took my godson to play yesterday. That kid is so cowardly! He insisted on being a 'Bolide' and walked out of the back door. He pulled me to sit around twice and I was about to vomit. That kid

It’s no big deal!”

"Yan Yan, my godson is a genius. This boy is a born leader. After playing with a group of children in the amusement park for a while, he became like a child. They all circled around him. There were even little girls who insisted on holding hands with him.

Hey, this guy is pretending to be cool and doesn't care, maybe because he thinks he is ugly... Haha, this is like me, I won't date any pretty girl! I really want this guy to become my biological son, Yan Yan, when will I let him?

Boy, just drop the word 'Ling' and just call me daddy?"

Zichenzi