I Love You, It's Not About You

Chapter 35: slave

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This bastard...

"You have put your hands down to beg me, why should I not agree, my dear sister Yiting? However, the condition is that you will be my slave!" He was still "reluctantly".

slave!

If I became his slave, would Yin Yiting still live? I think the first task he gave me was to lower eighteen layers of hell!

"Why, unwilling?" He looked at me with a smile.

Of course I don't want to! But Ziyin...

When I hesitated, he pretended to be disappointed and clapped his hands, "Just forget it, I won't force you!"

After he finished speaking, he was ready to leave with his hands in his pants pockets.

"Wait!" Stopped him very, very unambiguously.

He turned his head, grinning wildly, "Yes?"

"Yeah." I nodded heavily. "However, you are not allowed to tell others about this, including Ziyin. You must treat her well!"

He came over triumphantly, picked up my hair lightly, played with it, and said absently: "Okay, for my beloved'toy' not to leave me, and to accept my slavery intently, I will definitely'love' well. her!"

toy! Again…

My miserable life!

"Yiting." A familiar voice floated from behind.

It's Ziyin!

She won't hear them all, will she

I turned my head and looked at her in panic, "Ah... are you here?"

She smiled and walked to my side, looked at Ye Yuli, and asked curiously: "What are you talking about?"

Fortunately, she didn't hear me, otherwise I would have lost all my previous efforts, and it might cause me to whisper to Ye Yuli in vain.

But I really admire her for being able to hide his emotions so well.

I pretended to smile and said: "What are you talking about? What can I say to this guy?" After speaking, I deliberately raised my chin and stared at Ye Yuli.

He was "magnanimous", pretending not to hear, walked to Ziyin and said softly, "I told you."

Seeing Ye Yuli skillfully took Ziyin's hand and disappeared at the entrance of the corridor, my hanging heart relaxed.

I hope I have done nothing wrong.

When I turned and walked towards the classroom, I remembered again... Slave!

what! My God, why do I seem to see the sky full of dark clouds, and it's about to collapse right away

I walked aimlessly on the central street, and suddenly stopped, my eyes were held tightly by the words "Fashion Capital".

Wan Tengfeng must hate Ye Yuli now, right? Don't know how he is

Thinking of his warm smiling face, I couldn't help but want to see him. After all, it was me who indirectly harmed him.

Although I knew that he might not be here, after all, he was the general manager and he had been in a magazine. He didn't know how serious the consequences of being here, but I deceived myself and walked in.

I was standing at the door, already stunned by the scene in front of me—is this definitely a barber shop, not a celebrity meeting

Almost all are female students, and the huge barbershop is almost overcrowded.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some of the students of "Gimhae College", and some even wear school uniforms. At first glance, they know that "drunkards do not intend to drink." They are actually delusional to see you here. To the handsome guy.