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Chapter Three Seven Days and Seven Century 31

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    Yang Yidan opened his mouth, but couldn't speak, his heart flashed across the plain and fair, but somewhat haggard and pale face, a gloomy light flashed in his eyes, and the resentment towards Sa Shuang deepened in his heart.

    "Mo. I" Yang Yidan raised his almond eyes, saw An Rumo's gaze was falling on his face, and hurriedly spoke softly.

    Unexpectedly, before she could speak, An Rumo raised her hand to stop her words.

    "Yidan, as I said, do your own thing well and don't think about things you shouldn't think about. You are too irritable. Over the years, you have been praised too much, and you can't even find a position."  Ru Mo looked at her sternly, "Go back, Miss Wei is the spokesperson I personally appointed, she is more suitable for this series than you."

    "Mo." When Yang Yidan heard Ru Mo's words, the alarm bell in Yang Yidan's mind rang loudly, and he became anxious for a moment, all unwillingness came to his heart, "Ru Mo, you can't abandon me because of that Wei Sashuang. I've been with you for so long,  You can't abandon me."

    "Oh, why?" An Rumo smiled lightly, but it was as bright as the stars, but the stars always appear at night, in such a cool and refreshing darkness.

    "Because, because, Mo. I love you, I love you." Yang Yidan couldn't help expressing his heart, and pressed his body closer to him.

    "Love me?" A chill flashed across An Rumo's eyes, "Do you love me? If I wasn't An's Shaodong, if An's was on the verge of bankruptcy, if I couldn't let you return home with full rewards at the major award ceremonies, would you still love me?"  Love me? Do you love me, or my money?"

    Following his words, Yang Yidan's face turned pale little by little, and his face also collapsed.

    "Yang Yidan, I have seen a lot of people in this circle. I understand women in this circle even more." An Rumo put down the wine glass in his hand, ignored his perfect body still leaning on him, stood up and walked  Go to the window, overlooking the two sides of the Huangpu River that is shining brightly in the night, "Don't tell me love. You don't deserve it, and I don't believe it either. You go back, work hard, do your part, and don't let me see you absent-minded again."  look."

    Yang Yidan got up in a daze, stood there for a few seconds, then turned around and walked towards the dressing room, took a few steps but then turned around abruptly, walked towards An Rumo, untied the tie of the nightgown while walking, and the large nightgown slipped off immediately  , only revealing the pink sexy nightdress with suspenders inside.

    She quietly pressed against Ru Mo's back, the fullness of her chest was pressed against Ru Mo's strong back, she could clearly feel his instant tense muscles, she said softly: "Mo, you are tired today, take care of yourself."  Just relax and don't think about anything else, okay?"

    While speaking, Yidan wrapped his hands around Rumo's waist and climbed onto his strong chest.  She knew where his sensitive spots were and what kind of caress he liked.

    However, contrary to her expectations, An Rumo didn't react at all today.

    "Mo." Yidan raised her face slightly, looking at An Rumo's profile, so perfect, so elegant and noble, she suddenly felt a little empty in her heart.

    After all, this man could not be hers. She used to have no extravagant hopes, but she couldn't control her heart.  I fell into the beautiful dream I wove again and again.

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