The light is blurred.

Pei Sen sat upright on the other side of the dining table, shook his goblet lightly, glanced at him, and did not answer immediately, but took a sip of red wine.

The blood-like color dyed open on the graceful thin lips. The man put down the cup, smiled unidentifiedly, and raised his eyebrows.

"What if...I say yes?"

As he spoke, he bent down slightly.

The shadow fell down and crossed the dining table to catch Yan Wu.

Talk quietly.

However, the "Young" Lord God sighed and just chuckled inertially.

"…My gender probably does not meet the requirements of the Morton family's mistress."

“So what?”

The man raised his thin lips slightly, then leaned back and sat back on the back of the chair.

"The Morton family...I am the rule."

So what does ordinary people have to do with him?

Besides… “Are you really a man of gender?”

With eyes facing each other, Pei Sen narrowed his eyes and suddenly said authentically.

"Boss, what do you mean?"

Yan Wu's eyes flashed: "I have no intention of changing my sex life."

The "teenager" tugged his lips, and his usual smiley tone added a bit of hidden anger at the right time.

The sudden temptation was perfectly taken.

"Also," Yan Wu said again, looking into the man's eyes: "I said that my sexual orientation is normal. I'm afraid I can't afford the boss's kindness."

Pei Sen smiled and said, "I'm afraid you can't choose this."

"..." Yan Wu narrowed her eyes: "Are you a threat?"

"Yes." The man actually responded directly.

Seniors are really arbitrary as always...

The "Young" main god held his lower eyelids and a murderous intent flashed through his eyes.

Of course, the first priority now is to collect debts from Lin Nantian.

As for seniors, before leaving this world...

She was not kidding when she met again last time and tried her best to kill her senior again.

Thoughts changed rapidly, Yan Wu's lips curled up a strange arc that was almost undetectable, but her face was silent.

It fell into the eyes of men, it was like a silent protest.

"I heard that you and Lin Nantian made a bet on their racing career?" The next second, he suddenly said.

The "Young" main god raised his eyes: "Yes." He was not surprised how the strange man learned the news.

I'm afraid that except for not being able to determine her gender, the senior has already figured out everything clearly...

"Then, let's make a bet, too." Pei Sen said again.

"Oh?" Yan Wu pulled the corner of her lips and became a little interested: "How to bet?"

"This F1 season, as long as you can beat me once," the man raised his thin lips and said: "I will give you the right to refuse."

"..." The "Young" main god couldn't help but pause: "Once?"

"Yes," the man affirmed: "Even once."

The tone was leisurely.

It's so proud.

It's like she can't even win once.

Although judging from the current situation, it is indeed the case...

But still...is so angry!

After a change of thought, Yan Wu's lips curled a little deeper and she responded directly.

"OK."

Let the senior see if she can win.

Besides, even if she loses, she will definitely have solved Lin Nantian after this season.

At that time, if you have no worries, the situation will be no longer possible...

"Where is the formal agreement?" said a chuckling, and the "Young" main god again.

Pei Sen raised his eyebrows and took out a document from his side.

Really?

Yan Wu's eyes flashed, she took the agreement, confirmed it correctly, and readily signed the original owner's name.

Um...

Next, we have to speed up the debt collection.

...

So, that night, the two of them reached a preliminary agreement with each other with their own thoughts.

at the same time.

He had just received the resignation letter from the chief photographer and rushed to work overnight and printed out the last few "resignation works" he left in the magazine.

Three days later, the latest issue of the magazine was released.
Chapter completed!