Xiang Yimo stood still, curled his lips, and gave him a cold look, "You just finished practicing golf."
"How do you know?"
"When I entered the castle, I saw a golf cart driving out. The caddy on it did not carry a golf bag. He must have just taken you back."
"Why must it be given to me? Maybe it's to other guests in the castle?"
Xiang Yimo smiled sweetly and said confidently, "When we first met, your breathing was very rapid. I thought you had asthma, but now that your breathing has stabilized, I am even more convinced that it was caused by exercise.
Breathing quickens."
beatrice raised his eyes, with a smile in his eyes, "Haha... I'm smart, you guessed it right! I'm willing to admit defeat!" beatrice took off his tuxedo jacket. "It's your turn to ask questions."
"You don't actually want me to take off my clothes, do you?" Xiang Yimo's eyes flashed with a cunning light.
This question is not easy to answer. If he says "yes", then even if Xiang Yimo loses next, he can refuse to take off her clothes on the grounds that he does not want her to take off her clothes. If he says "no", Xiang Yimo can
Even if he was wrong, she would still take advantage of him.
How could the cunning beatrice not think of this, "I lose this time!" He didn't answer, but took off a shirt, "Guess how old I am?"
How should she guess this?
Xiang Yimo frowned, feeling troubled for a moment. She bit her lip and turned to glance at Nangong Han, but he only focused on drinking and turned a blind eye to her look for help.
Beatrice narrowed his eyes and stared at her with a lustful look, "If you can't guess it, you can get closer and take a closer look."
His face was shiny, there was not a single piece of flesh on his body, and he didn't look very old.
Xiang Yimo closed his eyes and casually reported his age, "48!" He cursed him to die quickly!
"Haha! How can I be that old? I'm actually already 64! Beauty, you lose, take it off!"
"Take it off! Take it off! Take it off quickly -" A group of men watching the show started booing.
Xiang Yimo's face turned pale, and she glanced back at Nangong Han, but there was an indifferent and playful sneer on his lips, admiring her embarrassment. She stood there awkwardly. At this moment, she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl in and turn a deaf ear.
The constant shouting made her dizzy. She closed her eyes in despair, raised her arms, wrapped them around her neck, and gently pulled off the ribbon with her fingers...
Suddenly, a piece of clothing was draped over her body, with warm body temperature and a faint scent of tobacco. "This game is not fair to her."
The long curled eyelashes fluttered, and the familiar voice suddenly penetrated her heart. Xiang Yimo opened her eyes and turned around slowly. Her starry eyes instantly became moist, and her heartbeat seemed to stop suddenly.
, she took a breath and murmured in confusion, "Yisheng, is that you?" She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch this familiar face to confirm that he really existed and was not an illusory dream.
He quickly took a step back, avoided her hand, and said coldly, "You have the wrong person."
beatrice said with a smile, "Zhan Jin, you acted like a hero to save the beauty when you came here, and I became the bad guy."