Wild Game: The Devil Releases My Mommy

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He raised his eyes to look at the camera on the top of the elevator, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. Does that girl really think she has a show?This camera—he had already broken it beforehand...

She is engaged?with who?Ling Shaomo?

Ye Yanmo's eyes gradually deepened...

The place where Yin Yanyan rushed out was the 15th floor. She didn't dare to take the elevator anymore, so she ran down three floors and finally returned to her own floor. (www>

As soon as I came up, I felt that everyone's eyes were wrong, there were flickering, ambiguity, and envy...

Yin Yanyan's heart was still beating wildly, seeing everyone's gazes made her feel even more empty.

Could it be that he was kissed by a wolf in the elevator just now?

It's all because of that pervert who turned himself into a zoo monkey...

She tried to stay calm and returned to the office. As soon as she entered the door, she was startled by a room full of roses.

All eyes are bright red like a raging fire.

She paused, almost thinking that she had gone to the wrong office.

He looked up at the sign on the door.It's her office, she didn't go wrong...

But where are there so many roses?

who sent it>

She looked at the bouquets all over the room, and there was a card in almost every bouquet.

There are all kinds of love poems written on the card, or one or two sentences, or four or five sentences.

Although the other party did not sign it, Yin Yanyan recognized the font.

Ling Shaomo!It was Ling Shaomo!

Who the hell wants to smash her to death with flowers?

Unexpectedly, he would use this trick, which made her a celebrity in the company.Did he also come to City D?

Others send a bouquet of flowers, but he actually sends a whole house...

No wonder the colleagues in the company looked at me a little strangely just now, so it turned out to be the case.

After Yin Yanyan breathed a sigh of relief, he felt his head hurt even more. [

Xiao Liang's assistant next door ran over and smiled mysteriously: "Yan Yan, who is so generous? He actually delivered nine hundred and ninety-nine roses in one go, so romantic!"

Yin Yanyan smiled: "A friend was joking with me."

She sneezed violently and rubbed her itchy nose, it seemed—she was a little allergic to roses...

Not daring to stay in the room any longer, she withdrew and made a phone call.

The phone rang and was picked up, apparently someone was waiting for the call.

Before Yin Yanyan could speak, the other side had already spoken first: "Yanyan, do you still like flowers?"

The voice is clear and magnetic, but there is also a hint of complacency that cannot be suppressed.

Yin Yanyan paused for a moment, and couldn't bear to say that he didn't like it: "I like...Young Master Ling, you don't have to be like this. Have you come to City D?"

"No, I still have something to deal with here, and I'll go when I'm done. Yanyan, do you want me to go to City D?" Ling Shaomo's voice was faintly expectant.

Yin Yanyan: "..."

He seems to be getting more and more serious, is it unwise to use him as a shield?

"Yanyan, haha, how about those cards? I wrote them all myself." Ling Shaomo was a little proud.

Yin Yanyan shuddered. To be honest, the love poem above shocked her a little. Bleak Bleak 