Paris France--

"Xiao Mozi..." A lazy female voice came from the villa with a hint of charm, "Make me a cup of coffee, freshly ground."

As Yi Yiling spoke, she sat sideways on the soft sofa, her whole body sinking in, looking at ease.

What cannot be ignored in particular is——

Sitting next to her was Mu Chenluo, who was squeezing her shoulders. Beside her was Qidianxuan, who was beating her legs obediently. There was a look of grievance on his handsome face, and he was working silently.

"Here..." Not long after, the handsome guy from Ji Yimo came out of the kitchen. He was holding a cup of steaming coffee in his hand. He walked over cautiously, fearing that the coffee would splash on Yi Yiling.

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The evil-minded Qidianxuan took the opportunity to kick him in the face, repaying the previous revenge.

But who is Ji Yimo! How could he be fooled so easily!...

He avoided Qidianxuan's little trick by turning his body slightly to one side. Then Ji Yimo followed his example and accidentally tilted the coffee cup, and a small part of the coffee in the cup escaped.

, "happened" to splash on Qidianxuan's clothes.

"ah!"

Qidianxuan immediately screamed loudly and forcefully. Although the coffee just came out of the oven was a bit hot, he was naturally not afraid as a man.

Just because the coffee stained his favorite limited edition commemorative Dolce & Gabbana clothes, the volcano in his heart exploded, and he couldn't bear it anymore, and he beat it down hard with his hand...

"Bang..." Yi Yiling added a roasted chestnut to his head and said in pain, "This is a leg, not a nail, and your hand is not a hammer."

She took the coffee from Ji Yimo's hand, took a brief sip, and put it back on the coffee table. Yi Yiling rested her head on the shoulder of Ji Yimo who had just sat down, and her little mouth seemed to complain.

Sentence, "Although this pillow is a bit hard, the texture is pretty good."

A helpless smile appeared on Ji Yimo's lips. Who would have thought that as the soul-eating leader, he would be defeated at the hands of a little woman. Just looking at her peaceful sleeping face, he felt a little better in his heart.

Feeling satisfied, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

"Hehe..." Qidianxuan also smiled stupidly, for no other reason than that the harmonious and warm atmosphere now was something he had never had before.

A faint smile also appeared on Mu Chenluo's iceberg-like face. At this time, he was happy.

Serving Yi Yiling and being her servant is also a kind of happiness. If he could, he would like the slave contract to last for a lifetime, but the shelf life of this contract is only one day.

Being too comfortable will only make people get lost. After the comfort, there is a huge danger waiting for them...

In this war, who will live and who will die, everything is unknown, but someone must pay something for it. These are the rules of the game.

A patch of purple appeared in front of her eyes, and she, who had been watching TV on the sofa just now, had now come to a dense lavender field.

Provence in Paris is rich in lavender, and her villa is not far from the lavender fields, just a few minutes' drive away.

"Wow... so beautiful..." As soon as Yi Yiling got out of the car, overwhelming purple flooded into his eyes, which was so beautiful. She couldn't wait to rush into it, spinning and dancing among the clusters of flowers, as if

The fairy who descended to earth immediately captivated people's eyes.

This is not her first time here, but every time she comes there is something new and different.
Chapter completed!