"I can't understand, sir, I am Chinese. Please don't speak a foreign language to me."

"Ha! You are Chinese? " Ouyang's face was full of derision: "that night, why didn't you tell me you were Chinese? Do you think it's interesting to pretend you're a Japanese Slut? Do you know that you don't have a face to be there as a Chinese? So, don't mention your identity? "

"That's my business, it doesn't matter to you!" His words and his movements, she gasped, feeling that the whole body was about to explode.

A little cramped, and the white waist began to twist.

But she can't lose! Can't lose to this man!

He is like a lion, high above, full of majesty of the king, and no one is allowed to not give in to him, but he does not want to give in.

He has money, power, status, yes, he can kill her like an ant, without any cost.

But what if he had money and power to kill her? She has her self-esteem, she is independent, she is stubborn, she has dignity, even if he can destroy her body, he can not destroy her heart!

Even if he can ravage her body, heartily destroy, insult, but she still has a firm heart, not by anyone, anything shakes!!!

It seems that Ouyang suddenly smiles, and then slowly puts his face towards her

"Interesting little things..."

His breath is close to himself, attachment feels a dizzy head, what exactly does he want to do? What's the point of playing with her like this?

Thinking of this, she said slowly, "Mr. Ouyang, I think you are wasting your time!"

"Oh?" "What does this mean?" he blinked into his eyes

"I mean, I am just a normal girl, without money, no appearance, a poor little white-collar, there is no need to waste your time by Ouyang!"

- I'm here today.

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