Chapter 62: How Much Is Missing?
Inexplicably, Su Mohan felt that the time with Concubine Ye passed very quickly, but after thinking about it, he felt that the two of them seemed to have done nothing together.
Thinking back to those women before, it seems that except for the routine of one or two hours at a time, there will never be any intersection, and even when venting his physiological needs, every minute and second is still extraordinarily precise in his mind, and even a few minutes of orgasm, a few minutes of end, there is a clear plan in his mind.
But when faced with this woman, his brain would stop uncontrollably, as if it was rusting.
Looking up at the clock on the wall, he himself was a little incredulous, he would be in the same house with a woman for an afternoon, if he let others know, he was afraid that their eyes would fall to the ground.
He actually knew that he should make this woman disappear, or let her never appear in front of him again, only in this way would he keep enough sanity and alertness, and his life would become as before and everything would be under control.
However, he found that he couldn't do it, he was crazy about her body, and even liked her grievances or the appearance of pleasing himself.
Concubine Ye, who received an accurate answer, was obviously in a much better mood, at least the impact of that scar was not enough to directly sentence her to death, at least she no longer had to worry about what she would do after the hundred-day deadline was up.
As long as this man is still by her side, look, isn't the change now her greatest success?
"Su Shao~" Concubine Ye wrapped her arms around his neck, opened her mouth softly, and looked pitiful between her expressions.
Su Mo said in a cold voice, "Say." ”
"Can people continue to sell alcohol..."
Concubine Ye was just tempting, after all, even if he nodded, she could continue to stay, but that didn't mean she wasn't short of money.
Who would have thought that the man's reaction was beyond her expectations, his big hand clamped her delicate chin fiercely, and a pair of narrow eyes spewed fire: "Whose lap you are sitting on is not the slightest difference to you!" ”
Concubine Ye was in pain, and she didn't understand how he could react so much, so she couldn't help but laugh bitterly: "How come, people just want to be Su Shao's woman." ”
Su Mo snorted coldly and let go of her chin, as soon as he heard her mention selling wine, he couldn't help but think of the way she sat on the man's lap last night and laughed, and his anger suddenly became uncontrollable and jumped up.
"How much is missing?" Su Mohan spoke a little impatiently, he never liked to say it a second time.
Concubine Ye quickly calculated in her heart, if she planned to buy back her mother's relics, it would cost seventy or eighty million, but if she really spoke, would he think she was ridiculous?
In addition to being ridiculous, will he give?
No, not really......
80 million is by no means a small amount, enough to destroy countless enterprises, why would she think that he would give her this huge amount of money casually!
Although she Concubine Ye is confident, she is by no means conceited, at least she can see clearly how many catties and taels she is.
Concubine Ye leaned quietly on Su Mohan's chest and said softly: "Don't ask, okay?" ”
A flash of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and he was about to speak again, but sensing the tiredness in her voice, he held back.
Concubine Ye lowered her eyes, she was really afraid, afraid that he would ask again, afraid that after he insisted on asking, she couldn't help but speak.
But what about after you open your mouth? With a huge sum of 80 million, could he give her a greedy and lowly woman? I'm afraid that in his opinion, she is not worth the price......
Taking a step back, even if he gave it, she was even more afraid that she would be moved by his spending a lot of money, and mistake his sarcastic charity for warmth and pity.
So, Su Mohan, that's it, I don't need anything superfluous, just let me be Mrs. Su.