Black-bellied highness, don't mess around

Ji Yimo walked in front of him dissatisfied, and suddenly his attention was attracted by a huge list.

The three big red characters "Tang Yu Lian" instantly attracted his attention. He didn't expect that little loli who could only act coquettishly to be so cute, and she was ranked second.

And Yi Yiling...

Actually ranked 110th, the legendary number one from the bottom, Mu Chenluo is the second to the bottom, the difference between these people is too big!

Another day, he will also come to have fun with the games here, just try to get a 108, the two seniors won't kill her, in fact, Ji Yimo also has the potential to be black-bellied.

"Don't you know that the ranking here is viewed from bottom to top, the strongest is my little Ling." Mu Chenluo smiled complacently, as if he had picked up gold that fell from the sky.

A look of surprise appeared on Ji Yimo's face. He had never underestimated this rival in love before him, but Yi Yiling, the famous Queen Canxin, unexpectedly climbed to the first place in the world rankings so blatantly. , There was a gleam of approval in his eyes, and he thought to himself: "As expected of my woman, she has courage."

The slightly cool air-conditioning wind blew across his neck, he raised his eyes and looked around, but saw that Mu Chenluo was no longer among the chaotic crowd.

"Huh! Where are the people?"

Mu Chenluo had already taken advantage of his daze and slipped out through the back door, and came to the European headquarters in the dark night after making a big circle.

"Yan, has Xiaoling been here?" Mu Chenluo walked into the door and asked Yan who was standing like a door god, and he nodded bluntly, and Mu Chenluo's face beamed with joy. .

Then icy words came out of his mouth: "It's gone now."

Mu Chenluo nodded, walked out, and walked in one direction. He knew that Yi Yiling must have gone to the banks of the Seine River, so he hurriedly boarded a car and headed there.

You must know that French men are warm and direct, romantic and affectionate.

If there was only Xiao Ling alone, those men would definitely pounce on him like a tiger.

Those perverts from before were all frozen by him so they had no chance to get close to Yi Yiling.

Otherwise, with her beauty and strength, the men chasing after her would be able to gather the number of an Olympic Games.

Paris on the banks of the Seine -

"Bonjour, belle dame! (Hello, beautiful lady!)" A pure French man in an elegant suit, who seemed to be a member of a certain French nobleman, walked slowly to the shore and stood admiring Beside the beautiful Yi Yiling, he greeted her in a gentlemanly manner.

After hearing the voice, Yi Yiling turned around slowly, smiled at him, and regarded it as an answer. Facing such a beautiful smile and such a straightforward rejection, the man smiled awkwardly, and slowly left.

But the next person who came to strike up a conversation seemed not so innocent.

Yes, the most famous earl in France would actually appear on such an occasion. If it was just an accident, no one would believe it.

"belle jeune femme, nous nous sommes rencontrés à nouveau! (Beautiful lady, we meet again!)" He leaned down and pressed a kiss on the back of her hand, then raised his head and smiled gracefully at her, just his The eyes are clearly looking at the prey.