Chapter 11: Your man i am using 4

Yan Ming's jealous face was all green. She went to see Luo Jinchuan subconsciously, and when he saw him as usual, she relieved and turned to Yan Ruke and shouted, "Don't talk nonsense, Jinchuan's brother can't look down on that kind of woman."
Yan Ruke laughed.
What kind of woman? The kind of woman can easily get the favor of all men, even if they just want to go to her bed.
......
At the boarding gate, Jiang Lai handed Yan Qingsi a thick envelope: "Miss Qingsi, this is what the young master gave you, which is the reward for that night."
Yan Qingsi opened it and saw that it was all green foreign currency.
Yan Qingsi laughed at herself, "Counting his conscience, he hasn't been eaten by the dog."
"Then I'll go back first, you're on your way."
"Wait."
Yan Qingsi pulled out a red mirror to make up her makeup, and then took a brand-new banknote from the envelope and printed a bright red lip on it: "Here is your house owner, this is his service fee, tell him by the way, I'm very dissatisfied with his performance that night. "
Jiang Lai suddenly felt that the banknote with his lips printed was a bomb, neither was it, nor was it.
At last Yan Qingsi shoved the banknote into his pocket.
The plane took off and took off, Yan Qingsi finally glanced at the familiar city below.
She has to remember what the city looks like, remember the faces of those people, and always remind her that she is revenge and has not yet reported.
The plane entered the clouds, Yan Qingsi retracted her eyes, and she inadvertently saw the corner of the envelope that was exposed outside, sneering. Everyone said that her Yan Qingsi was a junior, and seemed to each of their men, but in the end, the man she actually slept in , But only Yue Tingfeng ...
And this man is still thinking about it.
Yan Qingsi's lips had a cold and grim smile on her lips. It didn't matter, it annoyed him. Sooner or later one day, when she would, that day, she would take away all their men as they wished.
......
Two hours later, Jiang Lai handed the hundred-dollar bill to Yue Tingfeng: "Master, this is ... Miss Qing Si entrusted it to you."
Hesitating for a moment, Jiang Lai still spoke Yan Qingsi's words intact.
Yue Tingfeng ...
In the center of the green banknote, a red lip was printed. That lip, not long ago, he had kissed, very soft, fragrant, sweet, and could evoke all the desires of a man.
But now, Yue Tingfeng swears that if the woman is still in front of him now, he must bite her lips severely.
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Three years later……
Los Angeles Airport, crowded at Exit T2, international flights from M to Los Angeles just arrived.
Long black hair like seaweed, undulating with her walking behind the shoulders, wide sunglasses covering half of the snow-white face, the red lips under the sunglasses became more and more enchanting, thin high heels, the sound made when passing, like On the drums of my heart, the early spring windbreaker jacket just exhibited during Fashion Week was worn on her, even better than the model. He was handsome and charming in her charm.
With thousands of people, she is dazzling like a gem in the gravel, shining brightly, looking forward to a healthy posture.
Some pedestrians passing by couldn't help picking up their cell phones and secretly taking pictures.
Some girls whispered.
"Is it a celebrity? It looks like buddy superstar Fan Er."
"It looks a bit like, did they come back from abroad?"