Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

He raised his eyes and looked at the camera on the top of the elevator, with the corners of his lips raised slightly. Did that girl really think she was putting on a show? This camera - he had already damaged it in advance...

Is she engaged? To whom? Ling Shaomo?

Ye Yanmo's eyes gradually deepened...

The place where Yin Yanyan rushed out was on the 15th floor. She didn't dare to take the elevator anymore, so she ran down three floors and finally returned to her floor. (www

As soon as I came up, I felt that everyone's eyes were wrong, there was flickering, ambiguity, and envy...

Yin Yanyan's heart was still beating wildly. Seeing everyone's looks like this, she felt even more guilty.

Could it be that the fact that he was kissed by a wolf in the elevator just now has been exposed?

It's all that pervert's fault for turning me into a monkey in the zoo...

She forced herself to calm down and returned to the office. As soon as she entered the door, she was surprised by a room full of roses.

Everything you see is as bright red as a blazing fire.

She paused for a moment, almost thinking she had entered the wrong office.

She looked up at the sign on the door. It was her office. She was right...

But where did so many roses come from?

Who sent it

She looked at the bouquets all over the room, and almost every bouquet contained a card.

There are various love poems written on the card, either one or two sentences, or four or five sentences. The words are written in a flying and dancing style, and it seems that the handwriting belongs to the same person.

Although the other party did not sign, Yin Yanyan already recognized the font.

Ling Shaomo! It’s Ling Shaomo!

This girl wants to kill her with flowers?

She didn't expect that he would use this trick and make her a celebrity in the company. Could it be that he also came to D city?

Others always send beautiful bunches of flowers, but he actually sent them to the whole house...

No wonder the colleagues in the company looked at me a little strangely just now, so that’s what happened.

After Yin Yanyan breathed a sigh of relief, she felt her head hurt even more.[

Assistant Xiaoliang from next door ran over and smiled mysteriously: "Yan Yan, who is so generous? He actually sent 999 roses in one breath, so romantic!"

Yin Yanyan smiled: "It was a friend who was joking with me."

She sneezed hard and rubbed her itchy nose. It seemed that she was allergic to roses...

Not daring to stay in the room any longer, she left and made a phone call.

The phone rang once and was picked up. Apparently someone was waiting for the call.

Before Yin Yanyan could speak, the other side had already spoken first: "Yanyan, do you still like Hua?"

His voice was clear and magnetic, but there was also a hint of pride that couldn't be suppressed.

Yin Yanyan paused for a moment and couldn't bear to say she didn't like it: "I like it... Mr. Ling, you don't have to be like this. Have you come to D City?"

"No, I still have some things to deal with here. I'll go over there after I've dealt with it. Yan Yan, do you want me to go to City D?" Ling Shaomo's voice had a hint of expectation.

Yin Yanyan: "..."

He seems to be getting more and more serious. Is it unwise to use him as a shield?

"Yan Yan, haha, how about those cards? I wrote them all myself." Ling Shaomo was a little proud.

Yin Yanyan shuddered. To be honest, the love poem above was a bit shocking to her.

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