Quick Wear: The villain is a heartthrob, and the boss can't stand it

Chapter 298 My wife is mine! Mine! Mine! (24)

The gray-black mist clumps in Yu Yi's slender palm, struggling to escape but unable to do so.

Ji Mingyue's eyes moved from the mist to Yu Yi's face, and he couldn't hold back his fear and rubbed against Sui Yu's back again.

I always feel that his smile is malicious, and his apology seems to be even more malicious.

Hiding behind Sui Yu and smelling the light fragrance on her body, Ji Mingyue felt that all the fear and panic had melted away.

Savory.

Thinking he would leave no trace, he raised his hand and pinched the clothes on Sui Yu's shoulder, then slowly put his palm on it and held it tightly with some caution.

Still soft.

Yu Yi glanced at her coldly, taking in all her little movements.

But Sui Yu's expression was obviously relaxed, so even if he was jealous, he had to endure it.

If he hadn't seen her hint and readily admitted that he was Sui Sui's boyfriend, and if this man hadn't been surrounded by a strong golden aura of merit, Yu Yi wouldn't have been so tolerant of her.

He glanced at her with a majestic warning, then stood up and waved his hand, and the dark air in the entire villa disappeared.

It seemed as if the temperature in the villa, which was always cold due to the sunlight, had risen noticeably.

"Do you want to keep this thing?" Yu Yi shook the wooden sculpture in his hand and deliberately aimed its front face right in front of Ji Mingyue's sight.

Ji Mingyue was startled, "No, no..."

Whoever wants this thing can have it, but she doesn't want to touch it anyway.

Sui Yu reached out her hand, wanting to take the wooden sculpture and take a closer look, but Yu Yi subconsciously avoided her, and then she raised her eyes to meet his gaze.

"Dirty." There was even a hint of grievance in the man's tone, as if he was afraid that Sui Yu would touch this thing.

Sui Yu knew what Yu Yi liked to hear, so when she needed to achieve her goals, she naturally didn't hesitate to act coquettishly.

"But I want to see that it won't be dirty if you wipe it clean."

The tail note is dragged out with a long wet mark, so sweet that it seems to be almost cloying to death, like a ball of soft and fluffy snow meringue filled with sugar.

I swallowed it whole in one gulp, and I was reluctant to let go even if it was too sweet.

Yu Yi's pale fingertips were even stained with blood by the action of his clenched palms. His Adam's apple rolled up and down suddenly for a moment, and he stared at Sui Yu intently.

Sensing the different atmosphere, Ji Mingyue stepped back a little, moved himself out of Yu Yi's sight, and sat down on the single sofa in a slightly obscene manner.

Yuyi never spared her a glance. Even when Suiyu noticed something and wanted to turn around to look at her, he reached out and gently cupped her chin, "Didn't you want to see?"

The thing in Yu Yi's hand was almost polished to a smooth consistency, and even the face at the beginning could not be seen clearly.

Only a prototype is left standing there.

Naturally, there is no sense of gloom at all.

"Uh... why did it want to come at me from the beginning?" He didn't dwell on the changes in the wood carving and just asked what he wanted to know.

Ji Mingyue on the side also pricked up his ears to listen.

"You smell like me. It doesn't have enough strength to begin with. It can't resist capturing a delicacy that can last it a long time."

Yu Yi thought for a moment and continued, "As long as I don't want to, no one will know where I am, but..."

"You are different."

Even if it was deliberately concealed, everyone could smell the scent of Tang Monk's flesh. Even if it was covered by clothes, it could not block the sensitive nose of the vicious dog that had been hungry for thousands of years.

Yu Yi's eyes were fierce. When he thought of some situation that was unfavorable to Sui Yu, he couldn't hide his murderous intent.

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The next day.

A black Cayenne stopped at the door of the villa. Li Mijia got out of the car and looked at the villa she hadn't visited for three or four months, her eyes fixed on the third floor.

The black fog was still lingering, but it looked much lighter.

It seems that Mingyue needs to bleed more, otherwise Yang Lei’s body won’t be able to bear it.

Li Mijia's face is full of wrinkles that seem to be squirming together from a distance, revealing her ferocious appearance. Being difficult to mess with is almost everyone's first impression of her.

When Ji Mingyue ran out, she pressed her fingertips with her nails. The pain gave her some courage to step forward, "Grandma, I made a cake today."

Without the gray-black gas in her body to cover her, she could now see at a glance what her grandmother, from whom she wanted recognition, looked like.

He looked haggard, in his 60s but looked like he was in his 90s. He walked with big strides and was followed by an old man in a black Zhongshan suit.

Li Mijia glanced at her with wrinkled eyes that could not be opened, said "hmm" coldly and walked into the villa.

The old man next to her went straight to the third floor as soon as he entered the villa. Li Mijia didn't move, which was obviously her instruction.

According to her previous habits, Ji Mingyue shouldn't have asked. She should have sat down and had a good chat with her grandmother.

Although she was the one talking most of the time, Li Mijia only responded with a perfunctory "hmm".

"Grandma, who was that who just went up there?" When a breeze blew past her ears, Ji Mingyue got the signal and took the initiative to ask.

Li Mijia's cloudy eyes suddenly looked at her. Ji Mingyue's heart skipped a beat, and she heard her ask, "Why are you asking this this time?"

"Curious," Ji Mingyue said in her usual lively tone, "I haven't heard you tell me these things, Grandma. I want to know more about you, and also... know more about my uncle. After all, you two are my last relatives."

I don’t know what words touched Li Mijia. After staring at her with his cloudy and gray eyes for a while, an old voice slowly sounded.

"He is your uncle's godfather."

Yu San, who was sitting on the sofa next to him, holding Sui Yu in his arms, complained, "Godfather? You want a godfather when you're almost dead?"

"He is the one who cast the spell by exchanging his own life for another. He is a childless person, but his fate is strangely connected to the one in the coffin."

"Aren't they hoping that the vegetative person in the coffin will turn into real fertilizer?"

Sui Yu was a little confused when she heard this, "Why do you say that?"

She had never been exposed to these things before, so she really didn't understand where this came from.

Yu San explained patiently, breaking it down bit by bit, "Originally, they couldn't touch someone like Ji Mingyue who possessed great merit, or they would be retaliated by fate."

"But through her uncle in the coffin, they used it as a medium, saying that it extended her uncle's life, but in fact, all the merits went somewhere else."

"No wonder. Ji Mingyue has such great merits, there's no way she would be born into such a family. I think she was definitely set up from birth."

"Look at Sui Sui..."

Sui Yu looked in the direction of his finger, and it was exactly at the center of Li Mijia's forehead.

"Her grandmother is only in her 60s, but she looks much older. In fact, she unconsciously handed over the initiative when making a deal with these people, and overdrawn her vitality to that organization."

"I overdrew until my fate was swapped with someone else's. My face, which was once rich and powerful, was changed into a face that revealed a sinister look of poverty and short life."

"If she weren't still useful, she would definitely be the first to die."

As he spoke, Yusan's expression became more serious.

"Even...the power they used was my own source."