Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 7 The younger brother of the bamboo horse is actually a sick girl

Chapter 7 The younger brother of the bamboo horse is actually a sick girl (7)

The chandelier in the banquet hall formed a circle of light behind him. The light at this time was gentle and hoarse. The boy's phoenix eyes were facing the light, and the pupils were dyed purple. He looked a little puzzled, but he looked at her very persistently. Stubbornly want an answer.

Bei'er looked at him and found that he was quite distressing at the moment.

"I'm not saving you, I just don't like that kid Bai Chen always bullying others, besides, I will save you if I don't save others, right?"

"No one," the boy smiled and shook his head, "No one will ever save me."

Yan Mingyu's tone was aggrieved, with a hint of crying.

When he laughed, his body trembled slightly, his eye sockets and the tip of his nose turned red, but his eyes were shining brightly at Bei'er.

Bei Er was a little creeped by him, carefully looked at Yan Mingyu, who was covered in filth, and said in disgust, "Tsk, I'll treat you to the end, I'll send you home."

Walk to the back door of the hotel and board the nanny car that has been waiting for a long time.

With a deep cleanliness obsession, she suddenly stretched out her hand unconsciously, constantly pulling at Yan Mingyu's clothes.

The whites of Yan Mingyu's eyes were bloodshot, looking at the plain white hand that suddenly stretched out.

After reacting, he quickly clenched the metal buttons on the suit with his hands, blinked his phoenix eyes like a little white rabbit, and asked anxiously, "Sister Beier, you...why did you take off my clothes... Don't do this..."

Bei'er didn't seem to hear his question, but actually climbed onto Yan Mingyu's long legs again, exerting all her strength to take off his clothes.

Hearing a "hiss", Bei'er actually had a piece of torn black suit fabric in his hand.

At this time, she finally came back to her senses, and looked at the cloth strip in her hand in embarrassment.

Looking at Yan Mingyu, who was riding under him, he looked like a forced boy from a good family.

Standing up in embarrassment, he returned to his seat calmly.

He coughed lightly, and said in a blunt tone: "Hmph, believe it or not, I really just want to take off your dirty clothes, so dirty is an eyesore."

My old lady is a serious clean freak, I really don't like it!
The uncle driver who was driving in the driver's seat witnessed the whole process, and when he heard Bei'er's words, he thought in his heart: No matter whether others believe it or not, I don't believe it anyway.

Yan Mingyu looked at her disgusted expression, feeling a little unhappy and irritable in his heart.

Does she loathe herself?

Bei Er squinted at his aggrieved yet unbelievable expression, his deep eyes were filled with mist, his always white face was blushing, his suit was torn into a mess, and a few buttons of his white shirt were ripped open, leaking There are inexplicable red marks on the white skin, as if scratched by her fingertips, and the black suit pants are full of wrinkles, unexpectedly handsome.

"Sister, you hurt me just now." Yan Mingyu said suddenly, and after he finished speaking, his pink and thin lips were tightly pursed.

That tone.

That demeanor.

That action.

Bei'er couldn't help but feel that he had done something outrageous and forced a boy to have sex with him.

"Please don't speak to me in such a tone as if I did something to you."

The uncle driver in the front row was driving, and when he heard her words, he couldn't help but glanced at Yan Mingyu with the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but think in his heart: I saw it just now, you look like you want to be punished on the spot.

Bei Er didn't know what the driver was thinking, if she knew, she would definitely fire the driver.

"Sister, I believe you, you just want to take off my dirty clothes." When Yan Mingyu said this, his expression was extremely serious.

Seeing his expression, the uncle driver secretly sighed in his heart: What a good little boy, it's a pity that he is facing a big pervert.

Bei'er always felt that he seemed to have something to say, but couldn't find evidence.

"Ahem, let me ask the driver to take you home first."

When Yan Mingyu heard Bei Er's words, his purple pupils were filled with mist, "Can you please don't send me back, my father will definitely be very angry if I go back like this, and maybe..."

 The feeling of being lured into a house
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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