Chapter 62
The moment Si Moyan stretched out his knuckle-boned hand, the haze on Wen Siyu's face was swept away, and she instantly smiled happily: "I wish us a happy cooperation, hehe..."

She couldn't wait to hold those perfect hands back.

A good-looking face is one in a thousand, and a good-looking hand is one in a thousand. When the two are perfectly combined, which woman can not be confused?

Wen Siyu, a nympho, accidentally uttered words of praise: "How can I have such beautiful hands? It's really the benefit of my hand-controlling party!"

Huh?What are you talking about?

Facing the gaze of his boss, Mo Yan, Wen Siyu hastily explained: "I——I just admire your hands! Because they look really good-looking! I have no intention of offending you!"

When explaining in a panic, Si Moyan was generous and stretched out his slender hands: "It looks good!?"

He never cared about these details.

Fair and slender, with slender fingers, every move can easily set off ripples in the heart.

"Your hands are the most beautiful hands I've ever seen, none of them!" Speaking of this, Wen Siyu, a social cow, immediately got started, stroking, dismantling and introducing, "Your hands are better than mine!" A woman is all white, smooth and tender, without any hair! Add to this the perfect proportion of the palm and fingers... Tsk tsk, it's amazing!"

Hand models are eclipsed in comparison!
Wen Siyu praised him very earnestly, and started to do it unconsciously. When she realized it, she had already interlocked her fingers!

"I'm sorry..." Wen Siyu apologized subconsciously, and put his head into his neck, wishing he could be a coward.

Si Moyan was not disgusted by her touch, and even felt a little joy in his heart.

Especially after Wen Siyu pulled his hand in time, Si Moyan felt a little disappointed.

"You don't need to say sorry to me!"

After a pause, Si Moyan's cool and pleasant voice rang in his ears: "Very good—"

Good! ?
Wen Siyu swallowed subconsciously.

What's good?
When his mind was full of question marks, that perfect and beautiful hand took out another black card and carefully pushed it in front of Wen Siyu.

"This is?"

Wen Siyu opened his eyes wide and stared straight at it.

Although I have never eaten pork, I have always seen pigs running!
Is this the legend that there is no upper limit?A black card exclusive to local tyrants?
Wen Siyu was even more puzzled: Why did he give himself a black card! ?
"My secondary card!" Si Moyan's words are always so concise, "Although we are a couple by agreement, Mrs. Si will have everything that Mrs. Si should have!"

Take this card and buy whatever you want!

A thin card was placed in Wen Siyu's palm, but it seemed to weigh a thousand catties. It took Wen Siyu a long time to come back to his senses: "Is this black card really for me?"

"Ok!"

"Will I brush?"

Si Moyan nodded patiently in response: "Yes!"

A bright smile instantly bloomed on Wen Siyu's face, and her expression was really vivid.

The next moment, Wen Siyu grabbed Si Moyan's hand and shouted emotionally: "Mr. Si, you are indeed my God of Wealth! I love you! I'm so cute!"

Because of the excitement, his eyes were full of the unlimited black card, what Wen Siyu didn't notice was Si Moyan's fluctuating facial expression because of her passionate confession, let alone the blushing at the tips of his ears.

At this moment, Wen Siyu continued to talk excitedly: "The most beautiful words in the world are not that I love you, but—swipe the black card casually! Mr. Si, you are so handsome! You are my God—"

 I recommend my old book [Gui Jiji: "All Crematorium: The Real Daughter Goes Crazy After Rebirth"], welcome to read!

  


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