forced petting

The door was opened from the inside, and Wu Yan walked in boldly with a bag in hand. Just as he opened his footsteps, before he had time to look at the decoration in the room, he heard a cool voice: "You all go out!"

Snapped……

The moment the door closed, Wu Yan also heard the muffled sound of his own heart breaking, and the bag in his hand fell to the ground uncontrollably.

"long time no see!"

The man looked at him with a smile, the book in his hand and the teacup in front of him made him look like a gentleman who was sipping afternoon tea lazily, and even all the surrounding arrangements seemed to become warmer because of him.

"Wu Yan..."

The voice was somewhat exotic and awkward, and the voice was a little hoarse, like the sound of autumn leaves falling to the ground.

But to Wu Yan's ears, at this moment, it seemed like thousands of swords and frost swords, hitting him one by one, supporting him so densely that he couldn't even fall down. He could only be like a sculpture, He was beaten into meat paste by all these ruthless attacks on the spot, weathered into pieces, and not even the dross was left behind.

Wu Yan didn't speak. At this moment, he seemed like an old monk in meditation, and he had already lost all consciousness and senses. The man closed the book, sighed, and walked towards him with graceful steps: "Are you scared?"

Wu Yan was startled, did he startle?

really scared...

His footsteps moved, but he didn't move back. Wu Yan straightened his spine, as if this was the only way to keep himself from falling down.

"Mr. Weier!" Wu Yan looked at him numbly, "I heard that my sister was raped by you..."

"Hush!" The man stretched out a finger to interrupt him, and Wu Yan frowned at him.

"You are always like this, Wu Yan, I don't like you like this!" While talking, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the finger that just touched Wu Yan's lips, as if he was wiping some fine porcelain carefully .

Wu Yan felt that his blood was slowly congealing. If Yi Yang was his biggest mistake and pain, then the man in front of him was the creator of the most helpless and darkest in his life. It was cold to the touch.

The man threw away the handkerchief, and then looked at Wu Yan: "I haven't seen you for a few years, you have indeed grown up. Although I am keen on green fruits, but now it seems that ripe ones are not bad!"

After leaving an inexplicable sentence, the man returned to his seat, picked up the closed book and continued to read.

"Your sister is a fierce kitten, just like you used to be..."

Wu Yan's scalp tightened, and he subconsciously said, "Maierte..."

The man raised his eyebrows, "Finally you don't call me Mr. Weier politely anymore?"

"What exactly do you want?" The man frowned and said, "There is no relationship between us anymore. Give me back my sister, and I'll leave now!"

"What do I want?" Milt Weir smiled, "Wu Yan, did we have any relationship?"

"Yeah, there is nothing between us..."

Wu Yan's body turned cold, he stabilized his body and said with a straight face: "Mr. Weier, I heard that you brought my sister up, I..."

Before the words were finished, Maiert Weier reached out and pressed the button on the side, and there was a "swish", Wu Yan looked along the sound, and the door on the side suddenly opened, and Wu Qingqing was sleeping on the bed in that room at the moment.

The man moved his feet, and subconsciously walked towards that side. Just as he moved, he heard Maiert say: "I can hand over your sister to you unharmed, and I can even help you solve all subsequent troubles... "

Wu Yan paused, and saw that the man didn't speak, but frowned, with undisguised defense in his eyes.

The man smiled: "Your expression looks like I'm going to eat you, come on, Wu Yan, relax, after all we are old friends who haven't seen each other for many years!"

"..."

Wu Yan has never really understood this person who just said they have nothing to do with each other, but who is now calling him a brother, and of course he doesn't need to understand him.

Because this man is dangerous enough, high enough, and he is just an ordinary person, all these are doomed to the world difference between the two of them.

When dealing with important people, it is easy for you to make mistakes in one step and one step at a time.

So sometimes you always avoid them when you can, and hide when you can. When you really can't avoid them, you can boldly pretend to be silent. The effect of planning can also prevent all kinds of evil consequences caused by missteps.

Although he has the mentality of an ostrich, the veterans who have been immersed in the society for a long time have always understood these Taijiquan techniques. Wu Yan is no longer the ignorant brat he used to be.

It can be said that this is a golden bell cover that has been formed naturally after wandering in the rivers and lakes for a long time, or it can be said that it is an iron cloth shirt made by oneself through hard work. After all, people are floating in the rivers and lakes. Some self-preservation skills.

"Wu Yan, I don't like the way you are now..." Maiert shook his head, still acting like a British gentleman. It is true that he is not British, although Wu Yan doesn't know his family and Background, but also know some common sense.

Myert Weilfa is of English-French blood, and his background is unknown. When they met for the first time, those people seemed to say that he was a diamond dealer, and Wu Yan didn't know anything else.

However, Melt is indeed a fusion of the characteristics of British and French men. He has both the gentlemanly skin of the British and the romantic and poetic flavor of the French. Of course, if it is an ordinary person, a man who combines the two advantages must be God. The blessed darling is also the popular lover that thousands of people are eagerly looking forward to.

However, this kind of uniqueness is reflected in this person, and Wu Yan only feels that apart from artificiality and horror, there is no comfort and comfort that ordinary people call.

"There are plenty of people who like what Mr. Myert likes, and that's exactly what I am!"

"Hehe!" Melt laughed happily, turned around and walked towards the seat, "Wu Yan, should I say that you are still as ignorant as before, or should I say that you are already strong enough after all these years?" gone?"

While talking, people have already sat in their seats.

Wu Yan only felt a numbness in his scalp, "Miert, of course you have seen it too, I am just an ordinary little person, you just need to move your fingers and I can be crushed to pieces by you, you are such a little person like me ..."

The man's words had to be interrupted after he saw the danger flashing in Maiert's eyes. He sighed, propping up Maiert's desk with his broken hands, and looked down at Maiert behind the desk. Walter: "I don't want to participate in your game, and I hate the feeling of being played like a toy!"

Maiert smiled, the curve of the corner of his mouth was unbelievably beautiful, he looked at Wu Yan: "Human, take it away, I promise she won't suffer any trouble!"