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Chapter 7:006

I looked at the handsome face of the man in front of me at a loss and opened my mouth, but I didn't know what to say.

"My, slave, what's wrong with my slave?" I asked in a low voice, as if only I could hear it.

Yang Yumo's face, which had been so tender just now, turned cold and distant in an instant. He gave me a cold look, and then said: "To compensate you, I advise you not to be tempted by me. Otherwise, you will be the one who gets hurt."

Own."

His figure walked further and further away, and I was the only one standing there, staring at his tall back in a daze.

This man advised me not to be tempted by him. The corners of my mouth unconsciously formed a sarcastic smile. Soon, I returned to normal and covered up all my emotions.

At this time, the man in front of me turned around, and I couldn't clearly see his appearance and expression. But I was still glad in my heart that I was not careless. If the man could spy on my expression, he would definitely be suspicious of me.

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It's strange to say that Yang Yumo brought me into the Yu Renmeng League just because I was so cute?

"What are you doing there? You must know that from the moment you entered the Yu Renmeng, you have been my personal maid, Yang Yumo. You should work hard for me." Yang Yumo's voice did not have any warmth at all.

In the tone of stating facts.

I raised a smile to him and replied loudly: "Yes, Master, I will be fully alert to serve the Master from now on."

After that, I jogged in the direction of Yang Yumo.

Yang Yumo nodded with satisfaction, then walked forward without restraint. I followed closely. If his pace was bigger, I would follow faster. If his pace was smaller, I would follow slower.

The man in front of me, I heard, had many women. Half of the large and small villas and pavilions in the Yu Renmeng were formerly occupied by his concubines.

Of course, they are not wives and concubines, they are just concubines. I heard that he has his own sweetheart, but I don’t know who his sweetheart is.

Maybe only a god-like figure can make a man like Yang Yumo fall in love with him?

My thoughts went back and forth a thousand times, nothing more than some gossip about Yang Yumo that I had collected in the past. This was all the information that smelly old man told me. I don’t know how much information he collected.

reality.

Yu Mo Xuan.

The three large gilded regular script characters under the eaves in front, with flying dragons and phoenixes, have the same momentum as their owners. Under the refraction of the sun, they look even more domineering.


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