Chapter 27
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The moment Yun Shishi raised her head, that pair of misty eyes looked straight at him. The cold smile on Mu Yazhe's lips suddenly froze. His pupils shrunk slightly and then he narrowed his eyes deeply.
This stubborn face made his mind startled. For a moment, his thoughts flew away.
She did not look at his expression. The back of her hand carelessly wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. She stubbornly said, "This mister, it's my fault. I didn't look when I was walking. You don't have to put on such a high and mighty attitude to 'give alms' to me. I don't need it!"
After saying that, she did not care about him. As if he did not exist, she bent down and picked up all the documents on the ground. She did not even turn her head back as she walked away.
Mu Yazhe looked at her disappearing figure. He was a little dazed and could not take back his gaze for a long time.
That stubborn look and expression suddenly pulled his thoughts a thousand miles away!
His memories suddenly came back. He vaguely remembered that night. The blindfolded girl under him was forced to bear all of his.
He still remembered when he fiercely entered her delicate body. That tight feeling was so suffocating.
He wantonly took possession of her. Looking at her crying miserably under his body, he liked to see her cry like this.
She was clearly such a weak girl. She was as fragile as a bubble that would burst with a touch.
In front of him, she showed such a stubborn face. She carefully protected her pitiful dignity …..
Men really pitied this kind of girl. No matter how cold a man was, there would always be a soft spot in his heart.
Although he was proud and aloof, he was no exception.
She was different from other women. She was inexperienced. Her tender appearance was unbelievably immature. She was like an unripe fruit that was extremely sour when he took a bite.
But it was this kind of immature girl who unexpectedly aroused the desire that he had suppressed for a long time.
He wanted her. His tense body kept clamoring. Later on, the so-called "formulaic" was not so pure. He wanted to completely occupy her. He wanted to be entangled with her until the last moment.
Thinking about it later, it was simply a little strange. When had he, Mu Yazhe, been bewitched by a woman to the point where he was unable to control his own consciousness and was at her mercy?
On top of her, his body was actually out of his control. He had always been a man with excellent self-control.
After that day, he forced himself not to see that girl again. His intuition told him that she was a dangerous existence.
Since he was young, the blood of an overlord flowed in his veins, and he had always been unruly. He was like a free and unrestrained wind, and he had always been overbearing and controlling others, and no one could restrain him.
He did not like the feeling of losing control, whether it was with a woman or anything else.
He subconsciously resisted this kind of restraint.
However … his body was actually somewhat infatuated with this feeling.
Mu Yazhe smirked and turned around. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a document on the ground. He slowly walked forward and picked up the document. It was the ID card that she had left behind.
In her panic, she didn't notice that her identification card had fallen to the ground.
Mu Yazhe could not help smiling as he took out his phone.
"Allan, check on someone for me."
"Yes, President. The name is ….."
On the ID card, there was a girl's shy and warm smile. Her watery eyes were bright and sparkling, as if they were filled with sunshine.
The brightness in her eyes seemed to have stunned all of time.
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