Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

Their eyes met each other, their eyes heavy and unabashedly aggressive.

Tang Yisheng's heart trembled violently, and the muscles all over his body tightened, and he instinctively wanted to avoid it.

But his body was helplessly suppressed, and his head was controlled by Nan Qiao, unable to move. He could only lower his eyes to avoid Nan Qiao's sight. The eyelashes also pressed down, trembling slightly with the owner's emotions.

"What are you going to do?" Tang Yisheng softened his tone.

"Guess." Nan Qiao still smiled, with a rising tone, which seemed a bit frivolous.

With these words again, Tang Yisheng gritted his teeth secretly. What a guess. If he could have guessed that he would not accept this task in the first place!

But now that we are controlled by others, it certainly cannot be so direct on the surface.

"I can not guess it."

Nan Qiao put down his legs and put his hands on Tang Yisheng's waist. He sat next to him and leaned on him casually. He said in a calm and unhurried tone: "Mr. Tang, please think about your own value. Do you think? What is it about you that I covet?"

Tang Yisheng frowned, why did she covet him?

Money, she is richer than him; power, no matter what Nan Qiao's status is, he is just an ordinary mercenary, and there is almost no such thing as power; force, he may have thought so at first, but now he sees that he is in trouble Can beat her.

Did Nan Qiao want his life?

It doesn't seem to be either.

Tang Yisheng remained silent, his thoughts turning around in his mind, and he really couldn't think of anything. Even the development of everything today seems a bit inexplicable to him.

Inexplicable hugs, inexplicable massages, and finally being pressed on the sofa inexplicably.

"Then let me remind Mr. Tang." Seeing that Tang Yisheng really couldn't think of anything, Nan Qiao chuckled and relaxed kindly.

After saying that, the hand that was originally pinching the back of Tang Yisheng's neck began to move, moving up his neck, his fingertips brushed across the skin of his neck, and finally fell to his chin. His index finger bent, lifted Tang Yisheng's chin, and lifted his just dropped The head was raised again.

What is this for?

Tang Yisheng's heart tightened and he subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao came a little closer, her red lips parted slightly, and her tone was calm, but the content of her words suddenly dropped a big thunder in Tang Yisheng's heart, making him dizzy: "Mr. Tang didn't even realize that he had grown up." Does it look good?"

What's the meaning? Tang Yisheng's eyes widened, she...

"It seems that Mr. Tang has understood this expression." Nan Qiao gently stroked his chin, as if teasing a cat.

Tang Yisheng was not a fool, of course he knew what Nan Qiao meant, but he had never thought in his life that he would be robbed one day.

It's unbelievable.

"Ha..." Tang Yisheng's expression changed several times from being incredulous at first, to shocked, to gnashing his teeth, and finally he burst into laughter.

He was indeed laughed out of anger.

Tang Yisheng was speechless. The veins on his forehead were pulsing. He almost yelled out. Fortunately, the voice he finally spoke out was still normal: "You are a young lady, what kind of man do you want? Why spend more than 60 million to hire a mercenary?" , are you crazy?!"

You can't do this kind of thing without pouring three kilograms of water into your mind.

"Crazy?" Nan Qiao repeated Tang Yisheng's words. "It seems that Mr. Tang is very dissatisfied?"

Nan Qiao was not angry after being scolded, but just tilted his head and proposed another plan: "Then should I tie you directly to country A instead of going through so much effort to come to you like now? "

"Isn't this crazy?"

"Huh?" Nan Qiao came close to Tang Yisheng and hummed a puzzled syllable, as if he was a child asking for advice from the teacher.

Nan Qiao's face suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes, and he could even feel her shallow and regular breathing.

Tang Yisheng's expression froze. His somewhat irrational mind finally remembered what was going on. He calmed his voice and said, "How can you let me go?"

"Sleep with you?"

"Is this what the employer wants?" Tang Yisheng raised his eyelids and asked lazily.

Tang Yi's originally low-pitched voice was muted by Tang Yi's voice, and his tone softened, but the content of his words was... I don't know whether he was begging for mercy, sarcasm, or looking for...

666, who was eating melon on the side, was sweating for Tang Yisheng.

How long has it been before you still dare to provoke? I can only say that he is indeed a mercenary, and he is indeed brave enough.

"6000 million is just for a night's sleep, so it would be a big loss for me." Nan Qiao was not angered, nor did he deny it. He narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly and calmly.

Although these words are a bit rough, depending on her purpose, at a rough look, except that the number of times is not once, it is not much different.

Hearing this, Tang Yisheng glanced at Nan Qiao, his eyes dark and expressionless: "Then if you buy me for 6000 for the rest of my life, then I will be at a huge loss."

"And I'm not your little duck."

"I don't sell my body when I'm an artist, I've said it so many times." She didn't listen and insisted on letting him do the work that was not his.

But Tang Yisheng also knew that Nan Qiao was like this. If he got it, it would probably be enough. For a lifetime, that would be absolutely impossible.

Tang Yisheng has not yet realized the seriousness of the matter. He knows that his life will not be in danger. And as long as his life was not in danger, he would dare to talk to Nan Qiao.

After all, in his slightly lacking knowledge now, a man is forced to have a relationship with the opposite sex. Apart from being a little psychologically aggrieved, he really can't find anything else to be angry about.

It's just that if his innocence that he had maintained for more than 20 years was finally taken away for no reason, it would be really sad.

"Then why did Mr. Tang give in now?" Nan Qiao poked Tang Yisheng's face, "Professional principles are not important anymore?"

Tang Yisheng tried to hide from Nan Qiao's hand, but there was only so much space for his head to move, so he couldn't hide anywhere.

He snorted impatiently, he wanted to, but—

"Principles are not as important as life."

After saying that, he looked into Nan Qiao's eyes and said every word with emphasis, not knowing who he was trying to convince: "And the employer is so beautiful. If that's the case, I won't be at a loss, right?"

"Well..." Nan Qiao groaned, thought for a moment, and then gave a positive answer, "It's really not a loss."

After training in so many worlds, her craftsmanship is absolutely top-notch.

"And you should like it very much." Nan Qiao showed a bright smile.

"Ah."

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Tang Yisheng felt that sneering could now become his normal state.