Quick Transmigration: The villain's little flirt is wild

Chapter 193 The Empress and Her Five Ex-Boyfriends 6.0
[Time backtracking is complete. 】

Chi Mo woke up leisurely on the sofa, she was still holding the phone in her hand, the screen was on, and it stopped at the chat interface with Xia Qiaoshan.

The dull pain in her chest and the pain of death still lingered, she clutched her chest, frowned slightly, and cursed in a low voice: "Neuropathy."

Xia Qiaoshan should have noticed something a long time ago, otherwise she wouldn't have brought a knife with her and waited for her there.

Before she could say a word to him, she was sent away with a knife.

Chi Mo scratched her hair, feeling a little aggrieved. If the system hadn't used some tricks just now, she could have taught Xia Qiaoshan, that psychopath, to be a good man again.

She has never been so wronged as a demon girl who is galloping through hell!

The phone rang again, and she glanced at it coldly, not intending to answer it.

The system cautiously said: "Bao, wasn't that an accident just now? Look, if you die accidentally, we still have three chances to reopen, but if Xia Qiaoshan dies, then our mission will be judged to have failed directly. So after all the calculations, it is more cost-effective for you to die...

Chi Mo twitched the corners of his mouth, should he die if he co-operates with her?
The phone rang continuously, and it was extremely persistent, and it didn't stop until the last second.

Chi Mo directly turned off the mute, threw the phone to a corner of the sofa, stood up and walked towards the room.

If he freezes to death, he will freeze to death, who cares about that psychopath, whoever cares about him, who can't be beaten, can't be beaten, can't be scolded, so she won't make trouble for herself.

Chi Mo picked out a pajamas casually from the cloakroom, looking at the dazzling array of clothes that all belonged to the same style, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

The client really has plenty of free time, and the roles and personalities he plays in front of each boyfriend are different.

In front of Xia Qiaoshan, the client is mostly sexy and charming; in front of Zhou Yue, the client is intellectual and interesting; in front of Xie Chao, the client is mostly playful and cute; as for the other two objects, Chi Mo Too lazy to look through the client's memory, she picked up her pajamas and walked into the bathroom, took a comfortable bath, and put on a mask.

She was in the middle of applying the mask, and the phone kept popping up a notification tone. After putting on the mask, she picked up the phone and glanced at it. It was a few text messages.

She clicked on one of the text messages, and there was a photo attached to the text message. It was a beautiful curve chart of a man. The man was slender, with well-defined abdominal muscles, and his bronzed skin was full of wildness and tension. And flirt.

Against the background of that perfect body, this photo taken casually looks like a magazine cover, and the artistic conception is not bad.

The corner of Chi Mo's mouth twitched, and he directly blocked the texting number.

As soon as she blocked her, the other end of the phone called.

"Hey?"

Chi Mo nestled in the bathtub, stretched his body, relaxed his pantothenic limbs, propped his hands on the edge of the bathtub, and went on the phone.

"Chi Chi, have you seen the message I sent you?" The male voice on the other end was low and soft, and the listener's heart was numb, very provocative: "I miss you."

Based on the tone of the voice on the other end of the phone, Chi Mo deduced that it was the client's fourth boyfriend, He Liancheng, a coquettish male model who was single-handedly promoted by the client.

He Liancheng is the most handsome of the client's five boyfriends, and he is also the most flirtatious.

The relationship between him and the client is not just a simple boyfriend and girlfriend, but more like a benefactor and a lover.

He was also the only boyfriend who knew that the client had someone else besides him, but he kept a timely distance and didn't ask much.

Chi Mo tapped on the bathtub and narrowed his eyes lazily.

Maybe this male model will be the best one to break up.

There is no pure emotion between him and the client, and there is no such thing as betrayal. It should be much easier to deal with than the first three psychopaths.

He has his own pursuit, and he doesn't completely focus on the client, but seizes every opportunity to chase his dream.

As long as the money is in place and the words are clear, it shouldn't be that difficult.

"Chi Chi, you haven't come to see me for a long time." His voice was aggrieved, as if he was complaining about his husband who didn't come home.

Chi Mo flicked the water and lazily responded, waiting for him to continue talking.

"I miss you very much, not only in spirit, but also in body."

Chi Mo rolled her eyes, pressed a corner of the mask, lifted it up, and threw it into the trash can. Because of the wound on her hand, she couldn't soak it for too long.

She stood up from the bathtub and stepped on the ground with her bare feet, making a splash of water.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, as if thinking of something, her breathing gradually became heavy, and her voice was slightly hoarse.

"Chichi, are you taking a bath?"

"We haven't been together for a long time..."

Chi Mo paused when he put on his bathrobe, hung up the phone expressionlessly, and stopped his continuous flirting.

As soon as the phone hung up, it rang again. She put on her bathrobe slowly and answered the phone.

"It's too late."

The slightly hoarse male voice was eager and provocative, revealing a sense of grievance.

The client likes him calling her that.

But Chi Mo doesn't like this. After entering the three thousand small world to perform tasks, she killed people in the killing department for 1000 years. She has long since lost her worldly desires. She has long forgotten what it feels like to be in love. Two clean.

If it wasn't for the long years in hell, the memory kept her from forgetting that she used to be a teasing and irresponsible scumbag, she would have thought she was a killing machine.

"speak politely."

"What does Chi Chi like?" The other end was taken aback for a moment, then he laughed, his voice was cheerful and light, and the voice changed a few tunes, teasing Chi Mo.

The relationship between the client and He Liancheng has always been straightforward, without too much pretense, and he can be himself as he likes. For a long time, the client is more willing to go to He Liancheng, just because it is easy to be with him.

Chi Mo stepped on the soft carpet, picked up the phone with one hand, and walked into the room wiping his hair with the other.

She threw the towel on the bed, said a few perfunctory words to He Liancheng, picked up the phone and walked to the living room.

She took a glass of water, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of another mobile phone that was silently vibrating on the sofa.

She turned the water glass lightly and lowered her eyes.

"Chichi, I'll be back soon." He Liancheng stood on the balcony and whispered while looking at the bustling scenery outside the window.

He Liancheng chuckled when he heard the soft reply from the other end, and was about to talk about his future arrangements when he started talking, but was interrupted by Chi Mo.

The female voice on the other end was cold and distant.

"Heliancheng, let's meet when we get back."

From the time they established their relationship, she had never spoken to him in such a tone, nor had she ever called him by his name.

He Liancheng vaguely guessed something, his heart sank, he fell silent, he clenched the railing tightly, his eyes turned black, and his veins bulged.

After a while, he restrained the turbulent emotions, and replied in a low voice: "Okay."

Tired so soon?What a playful woman.

(End of this chapter)