Out of control and sinking

Chapter 339 Overplayed

Black man: "Yes."

"Let people keep an eye on them and find out what the details are."

"it is good."
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Here, Bo Ye walked around the auction with Jiang Ruan for a while, and Jiang Ruan was a little tired.

Bo Ye went back to rest with her.

They didn't come out of the room until the auction was about to begin in the evening.

Jiang Ruan put on a new dress, a light purple lace dress with waistband, everyday style. Her long hair was still shawl, and she wore light makeup, like a pure college student.

Bo Ye is still used to black suits.

But once the two of them were dressed like this, they could see the contrast when they passed by the mirror.

"Wait a moment."

Jiang Ruan stopped and looked at the two people in the mirror, one black and one purple, especially Bo Ye, who was dressed too maturely.

The whole one represents a successful career and a mature man.

Looking back at her, I guess even a high school student would believe her.

As a result, Jiang Ruan couldn't help being dramatic. Seeing that the bodyguard was standing far enough away, she shook Bo Ye's big hand with her small hand and blinked at him with her bright eyes.

With a low voice and an ignorant look, he boldly said: "Uncle, where are you taking me?"

The girl's soft voice reached her ears.

Don't even say it.

Bo Ye's throat was dry and his Adam's apple rolled down hard.

His dark eyes stared straight at her, sharp and deep, but his eyes were very calm, and he uttered two words from his thin lips: "Open the room."

Jiang Ruan said "Ah" in surprise, curled his pink lips, and said half coquettishly and half complaining: "Uncle~, I'm still a student."

"How can you be like this? This is not bullying!"

The call of uncle made the blood in Bo Ye's bones turn cold.

His eyes became darker and darker.

Damn it, why didn't I realize she had this skill before?

Like a goblin.

Bo Ye couldn't help but regret letting her enter the entertainment industry.

If this tone was used in acting, wouldn't it charm those men to death?

Thinking about it, Bo Ye felt unhappy.

I really want to drag her back now.

Close it up.

Throw it on the bed...

then……

The golden house hides the beauty and only lets him see it alone.

The more he thought about it, Bo Ye's Adam's apple rolled hard several times.

After coming back to his senses, his voice was hoarse and magnetic: "Yes, a twenty-five-year-old student."

"Isn't it more interesting?" Jiang Ruan's lips twitched and he immediately acted out.

Soon he got into the act again: "Oh! Uncle! Who said that someone who is twenty-five years old is not that old!"

"Is it okay for someone to be eighteen?"

Bo Ye: "Well, I'm grown up."

"It's just right."

Jiang Ruan's beautiful eyes moved and she smiled sweetly at him.

"Then what's the benefit of following my uncle?"

"Uncle, I'm not a little fool. I don't accept free prostitution."

Smiling, she even winked.

Depend on.

Bo Ye couldn't control it anymore.

He let go of her hand, pulled her into his arms with his long arms, and walked forward. He lowered his head and leaned close to her ear, saying in a wild and unrestrained tone: "I feel comfortable waiting for you."

"Give me whatever you want."

Jiang Ruan was innocent: "Really?"

"Uncle is such a nice person."

"Ah."

Even as he was talking, she was not idle. She leaned close to his chest and smelled like a little hooligan.

"Uncle, you smell so good."

Bo Ye pulled his lips: "Really?"

"Don't worry."

"There will be more delicious ones later!"

"Ah?" Before Jiang Ruan had time to respond to what he meant, Bo Ye pulled her and turned the corner.

He turned back and told the bodyguard: "No need to follow."

Jiang Ruan came to his senses and realized that this was not the way to the auction at all.