Chapter 8

At this time, Kuang Yi's hands and feet were tied with ropes, so she couldn't get rid of them. Her heart was very cold.

"Well, as you can see, although this girl is thin, she is young after all. She can be cultivated well. The reserve price is 200000 yuan and the auction begins!" Next to a enchanting voice, interrupted the bitter memories of Kuang Yi.

White Mo Han sits in the first row, when Kuang Yi's face comes out, he recognizes her.

What's this chick doing here?

Looking at Kuang Yiyi's pale face, Bai Mohan's eyes narrowed slightly, his right hand knocked on the armrest of the seat, and the corners of his mouth scratched slightly.

Yan Xianqing took a look at Bai Mohan and showed a brilliant smile, "how, is Mohan interested? Take a picture and have a good training? "

White Mo Han frowned slightly, hummed coldly, and turned his head.

Yan Xianqing shrugged, as if suddenly thought of something, a bad smile came over, "Mohan don't tell me you stayed in Europe for a few years, is still a virgin?"

White Mo Han turned his head and glanced at Yan Xianqing coldly. He squeezed out two words very unhappily, "itchy skin?"

Yan Xianqing quickly made a scared expression and hid away with a smile.

Unconsciously, Kuang Yiyi's auction price has reached 600000. At present, the highest bidder is a "Mediterranean" uncle. There is a wisp of hair on his head, which droops slightly with the owner's proud expression.

The charming hostess was very satisfied with the price. She thought it was three times of the reserve price. They had already made a lot of money in this business. "Ladies and gentlemen, do you have any higher bid? This is a new place

Mediterranean murmured impatiently, but he didn't dare to really complain. After all, phantom bar has a lot of background.

"600000 for the first time, 600000 for the second time, 600000..." The charming woman counted down.

Kuang Yiyi also shows a tragic smile. She is already desperate. Looking at that disgusting man's smile, Kuang Yiyi wants to die immediately.

"A million." At this time, suddenly a clear voice came from across the air, breaking the calm.

Mediterranean is very angry to look at the source of the voice, a look is the front row VIP seats, then secretly bah, dare not show any dissatisfaction.

The person who can sit in the VIP seat in the front row is not something that a small businessman can offend. It seems that this chick has no luck.

Charming woman did not expect someone to pay such a high price, smile like flowers to continue counting down.

There was no one to shoot again this time. In a twinkling of an eye, I counted to the third.

Kuang Yiyi hears a clear voice and shouts a million words. Then he turns his head and looks here.

When she saw the face of the bidder, her eyes suddenly widened. How could it be him?

At the same time, he was also surprised. It's true that we don't meet each other in life. His words are at least better than that of "Mediterranean"

Kuang Yiyi can only find a reason to make herself happy. After all, if this "Bai Zong", she may not have to worry about how miserable she will end up.

After all, he is an open and aboveboard man

Kuang Yi, who was relieved, couldn't bear the physical and mental fatigue, finally fainted again and lost consciousness.

Yan Xianqing looked at Bai Mohan strangely. Although he brought him to this place today with the idea of mischief, he didn't expect that he really did.

When did Bai Da Shao become interested in women? Isn't that scientific?

In a coma, Kuang Yiyi falls into a dream. She drinks the tomato and egg soup handed by Kuang Jiangtao and is sent to a stage by four big men.

Like goods, she was criticized, and finally photographed by a "Mediterranean" lewd man.

Then came to a hotel, "Mediterranean" ferocious expression as if the ghost pours on himself.

"No!" Kuang Yiyi sat up in a cold sweat. At this time, she was already sober and couldn't wake up any more.

"Hum." Suddenly, a clear voice came from the side, which made Kuang Yiyi, who had just calmed down, jump a little.

Looking at his clothes in good condition, Kuang Yiyi was relieved and looked around. As expected, it was still the room in the white villa.

Kuang Yiyi sees Bai Mohan and thinks of being paid off by his own father. His mood suddenly turns grey.

White Mo Han looked at Kuang Yi's expression, slightly frowned, some unhappy, "how? Unexpected? Or do you want to go to the Mediterranean

Kuang Yi chuckled and said, "do I still have the right to choose?"

"Hum." Bai Mo snorts coldly and is not satisfied with Kuang Yi's answer, so he leaves.

"Hoo." When white ink cold out of the room, Kuang Yi was relieved, and she imagined almost, the white ink cold really did not have any interest in himself.

After a hot bath, I put the dirty clothes into the washing machine. Kuang Yiyi fell asleep.It's a blessing, not a misfortune, but it can't be avoided. Now that you're here, you can settle down as soon as you come.

However, from the height of the bed at home into a big bed, no upper bunk sister moving trouble, this sleep is very comfortable.

Early the next morning, Kuang Yi woke up with a clear mind.

His clothes are still wet, Kuang Yiyi tries to open a wardrobe, which contains only some men's clothes.

There is no way, Kuang Yiyi had to take a white shirt set on the body, wearing slippers downstairs.

All kinds of breakfasts are on the table. The steaming heat indicates that they have just been delivered.

Kuang Yiyi looks up. Bai Mohan doesn't come down. He's hungry. He thinks that he didn't ask himself to eat that day and drives her away. Kuang Yiyi doesn't want to be polite with him.

I have to rely on my own stomach.

Kuang Yi sat on the chair and began to eat.

It was not until the next chair was opened that Kuang Yi realized that the white ink was cold.

Seeing that he didn't look at himself, Kuang Yi was happy and continued to eat.

Bai Mo Han just ate half, Kuang Yi wiped his mouth and went upstairs.

Looking at the bright and clean leg exposed outside the white shirt, white Mo Han was a little stunned, and then lowered his head to eat slowly.

Kuang Yiyi goes back to his room and blows his clothes with a hair dryer. He wants them to dry quickly, but the hair dryer keeps ringing.

White Mo Han didn't know when he came in and stood quietly behind Kuang Yi, with two pages of paper in his hand.

Kuang Yiyi turns around to see that there is one more person behind him. He is startled. He pats his chest and stares at Bai Mohan.

"Sign it." White ink cold hands two pages of paper to Kuang Yi.

Kuang Yi took a look, it turned out to be an agreement.

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