If I succeed in winning Master Yi's favor this time, I think this area will be the territory of his scoundrel king in the future.

What's more, Master Yi changes women more frequently than he changes clothes. When he has had enough of playing with this woman, why not just play with him however he wants?

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Theme suite.

Yi Beihan frowned and looked at the ajar door.

His subordinates said that they had paid tribute with good "goods", which would definitely make him happy.

He appeared here with curiosity. Even if you don't like the woman you bought at a high price, you should see what she is.

Before I went in, the scene of being knocked unconscious last time appeared in my mind, like a poison, which I couldn't get rid of.

This is definitely a failure in the history of bed wars!

Feeling annoyed, he kicked the door angrily with his slender legs. The door bounced open, and the woman bound by ropes appeared on the water bed.

Just one glance is enough to tell others that this is a beauty.

She has graceful curves, even if she is tied up, she still has a charming appearance, but this face...

Why does Yi Beihan feel familiar?

The Dior haute couture suit was placed on the hanger, and he walked over directly with a crooked corner of his mouth.

This time the "goods" were to his liking.

It really takes no effort at all.

The woman in front was still sleeping soundly, as if she didn't know what was happening.

Yi Beihan held her pointed chin firmly, and Xia Yan woke up from the pain.

The devil's voice rang in my ears:

"Woman, I never expected that we would meet again."

"Thump!", her heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, and she screamed in her heart that it was terrible.

Looking around, there are different rooms and the same people. At this moment, I am tied up in a large font, unable to move.

Why does she appear here?

That glass of wine...

There's something wrong with that glass of wine!

Suddenly conscious, Xia Yan looked at the "devil" in front of him. His face was as cold and stern as Shura, and he was so excited that he was speechless for a moment.

She should have thought that Boss Zhang would not let her go so easily.

If they don't get some benefit from themselves, how can they be willing to let her go?

Xia Yan, you are so stupid. Are your eyes in the back of your head?

She wanted to cry but had no tears.

Xia Yan was overwhelmed by Yi Beihan's aura, took a deep breath, and avoided his gaze:

"Sir, please let me go. What happened before was a misunderstanding. I am not a young lady. You have found the wrong person... Please help me loosen the rope first. Let's talk if we have anything to say..."

"Misunderstand?"

His cold eyes flashed.

"If the fact that you entered my room was a misunderstanding, then the subsequent use of the desk lamp to knock me out was also a misunderstanding? Or was it that you couldn't help yourself and made a mistake? These misunderstandings are really easy to misunderstand.

Tell me, there are so many misunderstandings, who should I go to to settle the accounts?"

Yi Beihan's language was too explicit and insulting, which she couldn't accept.

The memory was pulled back to that day. Everything that happened was vivid in his mind. Tears had begun to flow. Xia Yan closed his eyes helplessly.

"Sir, I beg you, let me go..."

The touching way she begged for mercy was really sympathetic, but Yi Beihan hadn't avenged the "smashing" yet, so why did he let her go?
Chapter completed!