Huiying's cheeks were slightly red, showing a hint of embarrassment. She didn't know how to answer Nan Yi's question. Should she tell the truth: "Xiang's martial arts scene has declined. She is so purely a woman who beats her. She ran to Paris to prepare to take a set of photos at her own expense, so she knew that I was not just a beat girl, but also a woman?

Do you tell others that you will be about to reach thirty and want to keep your youthful memories?"

After a little awkward and entangled, Hui Yingzi said, "I don't know what you call me sir."

"Adam." Nan Yi replied lightly, took out his pen from his pocket and wrote on his notebook, "You want to go to the Experimental Art Gallery area, you can take a taxi and get in the car and show this to the driver."

Nan Yi pointed to the line he wrote and said, "You can look to the right after getting off the car. If you see two connected buildings...the haunted houses on the high street, have you seen them?"

"See it." Hui Yingzi nodded.

"Well, there are two buildings connected to the haunted house on the high street, with a black conical tower top and lightning rod on it. If you see it, then you will get off the bus there. After getting off the bus, you will be able to see the house number. You can see the house number when you want to find the place, just look at the house number."

"Don't you deserve it."

"It's okay." Nan Yi waved his hand and stood up the newspaper again.

When Hui Yingzi saw Nan Yi's actions, she thanked her again, stood up and walked to the side of the road to stop a taxi.

After eating bread, Nan Yi slowly finished reading the newspaper. When the sun was a little hot, he took a baguette and walked back to the apartment.

In the guest room, Sophie Maso was lying on the bed, her hands crossed and her hands were tied behind her back, her calf was bent backward and her thighs were also tied, with a stocking stuffed in her mouth, with a trace of edges exposed to the corners of her mouth, which looked a little hard, and she should have been wearing it for a few days.

Nanyi walked to the bed, and Sophie Marso's eyelashes trembled.

Pinching Sophie Marso's cheeks, Nan Yi pulled the stockings out of Sophie Marso's mouth.

"ah……"

Sophie Marso's mouth became insincere as soon as he was liberated, and he raised his head and wanted to bite Nanyi.

"Be honest, if you don't be honest, you will be tied up for another day."

Nan Yi said, letting go of the hand that pinched Sophie Marso's cheek.

"ard, salope...%￥#@*" After Yi Cun France cursed, Sophie Marsso said hatefully: "Adam, we're over."

"Okay, I dare to break up with me, Nan Yi."

Nan Yi waved to the back, and when the school beauty walked closer, she pointed at her armpit.

The school beauty took out her gun and handed it to Nan Yi.

Nan Yi took the gun and removed the magazine. He clicked on the magazine and a bullet fell to the ground one after another. After only one bullet was left in the magazine, Nan Yi stuffed the magazine back into the gun, opened the safety, and loaded it in one go.

"It's okay to break up. Let's play Russian roulette. You come first and fire a shot. As long as you don't die, I will promise you."

As soon as Nan Yi finished speaking, Sophie Masso struggled to stand up, "Barewell, Adam, you bastard, use this gun to play Russian roulette. Are you asking me to bet on the gun without bullets, or do you bet on bullets stuck?"

"You can place bets on both ends, so that the success rate is higher." Nan Yi said teasingly.

"Bare..."

Balabara, Sophie Masso began to continue to curse the country again.

Nan Yi bent over and picked up the bullets on the ground, wiped them for a while and stuffed them back into the magazine, returned the gun to the school beauty, and waved her to go out.

When the school beauty went out, Nan Yi sat at the end of the bed, listening leisurely as Sophie Marso changed his tone, from high to gentle national swearing.

After cursing for a while, Sophie Maso didn't have the interest to continue cursing when he saw Nan Yi's smiling face. He pressed his head onto the bed, changed his position to make himself do it, and then moved his hips to the edge of Nan Yi, opened his mouth and bitten down at Nan Yi's biceps.

"oh……"

Nan Yi frowned and pinched Sophie Marso's cheeks. When she let go of her mouth after pain, Nan Yi stood up, let go of Sophie Marso's legs, then dragged her legs to the ground and stood up, knocked them left and right, spreading their legs apart.

Three hours later...

In the master bedroom next door, Sophie Marso collapsed on Nanyi, and the two were soaked in the bathtub.

"Your clothes must be round-necked. I'm talking about the clothes inside, or when you only wear one piece, the jacket can be a V-necked. Your skirt can only be 3 cm above the knee. No matter how short it is, you can wear tight jeans. If the clothes are not good, you can only wear loose ones."

"Tyrant, I am your personal property? I can't have myself?" Sophie Marsole said without interruption.

"Your ego is honest? Before we date, I have made it clear to you that I can find other women outside. If you can't, you only allow me to be a man."

"You have only been here for a few days a year, and I am very lonely, lonely." Sophie Masso said aggrievedly: "In the capital for half a year, we are only a dozen kilometers apart. How many times have you seen me? Now we are a few thousand kilometers apart, and you are even less.

You are not here on New Year's Day, you are not here on Holy Wax Day, you are not here on Easter, you are not here on Halloween, you are not here on My birthday, you are not here on Christmas, you are not here on Valentine's Day.

Oh, there will be no gifts at once. Adam, I ask you, is there someone who is responsible for arranging women like me?"

"Yes, there is a special person responsible. I just need to give you any gifts. I just need to give you instructions. Others can do other things, and I don't need to worry about them." Nan Yi said directly and honestly: "I'm too busy and have no time to worry about these things."

Sophie Marso raised his head and knocked it back, "Do you treat me as your key customer?"

"It's almost the same."

"Adam, here you can lie to me, so I'll be happier."

"I think people must live in reality, whether they are happiness or pain, and they must not treat people they care about in false ways, nor can they deceive themselves with lies."

"I would rather not have this kind of truth." Sophie Masso turned over, put his hands on Nan Yi's chest, and looked at him with a burning look, "Can you come and see me more in the future?"

"Yes, when I leave, you go to Mumbai with me, and we can spend a few months together."

"Very good."

Sophie Masso cheered and his mouth met Nan Yi's mouth.

More than an hour later, Nanyi and Sophie Maso took rags and wiped the water stains on the floor.

"There will be a Paris Auto Show in the Grand Palace tomorrow. Can you accompany me?" After wiping it for a while, Sophie Marso turned to Nan Yi and said.

“Want to buy a new car?”

"Look at it, buy it if you like it."

"Well, I hope you are only going to buy one, so I can afford it. If I buy two, I'm sorry, I'm very poor recently." Nan Yi spread his hands with a bitter face.

Sophie Maso threw the rag, stood up straight, and straightened his chest, "Adam, from today on, you will be my follower, and you will listen to whatever I say. As long as I am happy, I can give you some reward."

"Ha, OK, Sophie Rich."

"Aha, crawl over and lick my toes, I'll give you a thousand francs." Sophie Masso stretched his left foot forward and said arrogantly to Nan Yi.

Nan Yi was too lazy to take care of it, and after drying the floor, he took the basin to the bathroom and cleaned it up. Nan Yi came out of the bathroom and said to Sophie Masso, who was still stuck there, "Check it out and have a meal."

"Oh, wait." Sophie Masso walked to Nanyi and held his hand, "Come with me."

Sophie Masso led Nan Yi to the cloakroom, pointed to a wall and said, "I found someone to renovate this place. This half is yours. I bought you a lot of clothes."

Nan Yi glanced around and saw that the cloakroom had been divided into two, half of which were Sophie Marso's clothes, the other half with shirts, suits and some casual clothes.

Sophie Masso walked to the cabinet and opened a drawer, "Come and see, this is the watch I bought for you."

Nanyi walked to Sophie Marso and glanced in the drawer. It was full of twenty or thirty watches, all of which were expensive styles, and several of them were antique watches.

"Did you spend a penny of the dividends every year?"

"No, I just bought clothes, it didn't cost much." Sophie Masso said, taking off Nanyi's T-shirt, taking a shirt from the hanger and gestured on his chest, then stretching out his hand to stroke Nanyi's abs, "Just, Adam, your figure is still so good, there is no change at all."

"Yeah, change it for me."

Nan Yi stretched out his hands and waited for Sophie Marso's service.

Sophie Marso unbuttoned the shirt, put the clothes on Nanyi, then tied the buttons, then opened another drawer, picked it up, and took out a pair of platinum French cufflinks.

"Forget it, it's too formal."

Nan Yi said, rolling his sleeves upwards, stopping to his elbows, and smoothing out the folds of his shirt.

"It's almost." Sophie Masso muttered to Nan Yi, then took out a black sleeve from another drawer and put it on Nan Yi's left arm. He took a step back and looked at it for a while before nodding with satisfaction, "That's about it."

Nan Yi turned around and looked at the fitting glass, "Flat shoes, good eyesight. This dress shows my noble and elegant temperament, making me look like a millionaire."

"Haha, millionaire, Adam, are you bankrupt?"

"Don't be naughty, pick a pair of pants, looser, and don't be slim."

"Um."

Sophie Masso picked a pair of pants for Nanyi, and after helping Nanyi dress up, he asked, "Adam, what should I wear?"

"Blue burlap shirt, blue jeans, low-top flats, I like how simple you wear."

"Adam, that's my fourteen-year-old dress. I'm twenty-two now. I should wear a skirt and high heels to show my sexyness."

"No, wait until you are over thirty and then consider sexy. Now you should dress like I said." Nan Yi stroked Sophie Marso's face, "You can feel elegantly at the age of sixty and seventy, but your youthful innocence will soon pass, dress up as you should be at your age, and do what you should do at your age."

Sophie Marso's eyes lit up, "Can I go and make a movie?"

"Yes, you are the heroine, I am the hero, let's make a movie "Born a Couple."

Sophie Masso raised his nose and snorted.

"Hmph...well..."

In a alley in Little Paris, two black men were facing a middle-aged white man in the firepower output.

“Eighty…80…”

"Joey, it's almost done, enough for him to lie for a week."

"Wait, eighty, eighty." The black man named Joey kicked the white middle-aged man again, and then ran away with his companions.
To be continued...