Chapter 181 She Has a Cinnabar Mole on Her Left Chest
Chapter 181 There is a cinnabar mole on her left breast
Yang Yifei's words made Gu Xiaosan's heart tremble. She lowered her eyes, and a dark color slowly appeared on her face.
"Not very familiar." Gu Xiaosan lightly opened her pink lips and uttered a sentence as calmly as a cloud of smoke. Then she raised her face and pretended to smile indifferently, hiding the confusion in her heart.
Yang Yifei turned to look at her, but the shadow in his heart became thicker and thicker. According to his understanding of Gu Xiaosan, she was by no means a woman who liked lying and was good at lying. Whenever she said something against her will, you could always find it on her face.
There were clues of a guilty conscience. Just like now, a thin layer of red cloud appeared on her face, and her white jade-like teeth gently bit her lower lip, seeming to be entangled and with traces of shyness.
With just one glance, Yang Yifei knew that his position had already lost a city.
"Ruoxi, haven't you found a boyfriend who you like in these years?" When Yang Yifei spoke again, there was no longer any negative emotion on Yang Yifei's face. The thin smile at the corner of his mouth was like the warm spring sun, and his eyes were brighter.
It is the light of doting. He loves this woman. Unless this woman tells him personally that she has fallen in love with someone else, she will be the princess he protects with all his heart.
Gu Xiaosan didn't know the ever-changing emotions in Yang Yifei's heart. She just followed Yang Yifei's words and said: "No, why are you looking for a boyfriend? I don't know how comfortable I am alone." She already raised her signature indifferent smile.
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"Comfortable?" Yang Yifei smiled, "You are comfortable, but the heart of the person waiting for you will be broken."
"Ah?" Gu Xiaosan's nerves slowed down for a moment.
Yang Yifei suddenly said: "Ruoxi, give me another chance!"
"Opportunity?" A hint of embarrassment flashed across Gu Xiaosan's face, but Yang Yifei seemed determined not to give her the right to say no.
"Ruoxi, my feelings for you have never changed in these years. Ever since the day I went to England, I have been suffering from a disease. This disease makes me always think of you involuntarily. Let me see anyone who looks like you.
A girl with a little imagination can't help but wonder why that person isn't you? Ruoxi, this disease is called lovesickness."
Lovesickness, four words spilled out of Yang Yifei's mouth. The low and firm tone revealed boundless sadness. Even the air pressure in the car was lowered by several levels.
These four words weighed on Gu Xiaosan's heart like Mount Tai, which made her so depressed that she could not speak. The words Yang Yifei said on the moonlit night before leaving for England came out like spring water.
She remembered that that night he said: "Ruoxi, I have liked you since I was in middle school. You have always been my princess. Now if you say a word, I would rather give up going abroad."
But on that moonlit night, she didn't say a word. She just smiled lightly and shook her head apologetically.
This was her attitude a few years ago. Now her heart is still the same, but Yang Yifei's eyes seem to be even hotter, as hot as a soldering iron, making her restless.
"Brother Yifei, I..." As soon as Gu Xiaosan muttered, he saw a flash of silver light in front of his eyes, and a car struck in front of him like lightning.
Yang Yifei's car came to a sudden stop, and Gu Xiaosan was caught off guard and hit the windshield in front of him, causing stars to pop out of his eyes.
"Ah..." Gu Xiaosan exclaimed in surprise, reaching out to press his sore forehead.
Before he could understand what was going on, he saw someone stepping in front of him with sword steps.
Gu Xiaosan took a closer look and felt a needle pricked his heart.
Who was the cold and unruly man standing in front of me like a god that day, Ling Moxuan? His face was as expressionless as an ice sculpture, and there seemed to be a layer of haze in his deep eyes, revealing a shocking violence.
Gu Xiaosan took a long breath of cold air. She had seen this man's evil spirit many times, but she had never seen this bloodthirsty and violent spirit.
Didn't he want to chop her? Gu Xiaosan suddenly felt a chill on his neck.
Outside the car, a confrontation between men had begun. Yang Yifei got out of the car and walked to Ling Moxuan's side.
"Sir, please move your car." Yang Yifei seemed to have received too much British education. Even at this time, he still maintained his gentlemanly demeanor.
In comparison, Ling Mexuan's reaction was too arrogant. His thick eyebrows were slightly raised, his gaze was unbending and contemptuous. His expression was as arrogant as an emperor's.
"When I take away my woman, I will naturally get out of the way. Otherwise... I'm so sorry, I don't have the beauty of an adult and am lonely with my own hobbies."
A cold smile appeared on Ling Moxuan's thin lips, and his starry eyes shone as coldly as cold jade. As soon as he finished speaking, he had already walked around to Gu Xiaosan's car door, stretched out his hand to open the door, and closed it
He touched Gu Xiaosan's arm.
Gu Xiaosan was suddenly startled. Before he could even utter half of the words, his butt had already left his seat.
She was not dragged out by Ling Moxuan as she imagined. Instead, she was dragged by someone's other hand as soon as she came out. She was picked up by Ling Moxuan before her feet even touched the ground.
"You..." Being hugged like this in front of Yang Yifei made Gu Xiaosan blush so hard that his whole face looked like a cooked lobster.
"Be honest, otherwise I won't mind giving you a passionate and deep kiss in front of your little lover."
In fact, Ling Moxuan's threat was no longer a threat. His thin lips pressed down instantly, suffocating Gu Xiaosan's protest.
"Ugh..." Gu Xiaosan waved his arms and kicked his legs wildly, trying his best to break free from someone's shackles.
Yang Yifei clenched his hands into fists hanging at the seam of his trousers, but he was a gentleman and he couldn't do Ling Moxuan's style of robbing someone.
"Sir, please let go of Ruoxi. If you don't let go, I will call the police."
Yang Yifei actually took out his mobile phone. Ling Moxuan raised his head slightly and temporarily let go of Gu Xiaosan.
"Are you calling the police?" His eyebrows rose, and the sarcastic light in the corners of his eyes flashed like cold stars. His expression was as if he had heard a big international joke.
Gu Xiaosan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing an opportunity, he swung his fist at Ling Moxuan and hit him in the chest: "You damn let me down, do you hear me? Brother Yifei is calling the police. The police are here.
I'm going to sue you for attempted hijacking!"
This woman was glaring with anger, and every cell in her body showed that she was already quite hairy.
"Shall I kidnap you?" Ling Moxuan spoke, the sarcasm in his eyes became stronger, but his eyes were as cold as if they were dipped in ice.
"Of course, if you pinch me, am I still kidnapping you?" Gu Xiaosan, who had a red mouth and white teeth, suddenly said holding her instead of pinching, to show how miserable she was.
Ling Moxuan was silent for five seconds and then smiled suddenly: "Very good. Let your brother Yifei call the police. I want to see how the police deal with me, a person who holds his wife hostage."
His words made Yang Yifei stunned for a moment, and the hand holding the phone was clenched tightly.
Gu Xiaosan was still thinking about how to respond to Ling Moxuan's words, but she saw him turn to Yang Yifei, with a smile as bright as the morning sun and say something that made her want to die.
"Sir, if I tell you that this woman has a cinnabar mole on her left breast, can you guess our relationship?"