Cool CEO's Exclusive Love

0Ye Miao said, "I heard he's a well-known person in the industry. It's good to buy him a peace of mind."    

    

She stuck out her tongue. Spending tens of thousands of dollars on a copper just to get peace of mind, this money was too much of an improvement.    

    

A few days later, when Ye Miao and Dong Qing were not around at night, that strange sound appeared again. It sounded like a printer was running.    

    

Ye Shuimo woke up and immediately had her mouth covered. Ding Yiyi got up and pointed outside the door. The two of them quietly opened the door.    

    

The corridor was silent, except for the green light from the emergency lights on the walls.    

    

Ye Shuimo tried the lock and found it locked from the inside. The two of them returned to the ward and the sound disappeared.    

    

Until the two of them fell asleep, that sound didn't come again. The next day, Ye Shuimo turned the lock next door again and easily turned it.    

    

After a series of weird incidents, Ye Miao installed a surveillance video in the next room. From that day on, that weird sound didn't ring again until a month later.    

    

It was getting hotter in June, and Ding Yiyi wasn't too bad, but she was getting more and more anxious.    

    

Ever since she got that photo and was sure that Ye Nianmo appeared here, she came all the way here and spent a lot of money and manpower, but the information she got was nothing.    

    

Whether or not he was still in Paris, if he had been somewhere else, and for how long, was unknown, and this sense of irritation was magnified by the growing heat.    

    

"Someone found the information about him!"    

    

A few words from a single person caused a commotion among the crowd that was at a loss of what to do.    

    

"I did see the person in the photo. In a supermarket, I want to get some biscuits. You know, the kind that doesn't cost money. This person appeared and almost broke my hand." He looked at everyone around him hesitantly, and then shifted his gaze to the man who looked the least irritating. "What you said? Is it true that you can provide a thousand dollars to the person who gave you the information?"    

    

Ye Miao said, "It can't be fake. Of course it's after we've verified the situation."    

    

Ding Yiyi was so excited that tears were already streaming down her face. "I'm going there myself."    

    

Everyone quickly stopped her. First, let's not talk about whether what the man said was true or not, Ding Yiyi's current situation was not suitable for her emotions to fluctuate.    

    

Dong Qing stayed to comfort Ding Yiyi, Ye Shuimo and Ye Miao went to the supermarket provided by the boy.    

    

The supermarket staff still remembered the boy. They were sure that he had appeared there, but they couldn't remember the man in the photo.    

    

"What region is this?"    

    

The supermarket owner laughed, "This place is called Pagalle, and it's just for that. Are you Chinese? It's just a place for men to play. Dining room, strip club, sex shop, video store, brothel, sex museum, whatever you want. " She looked at Ye Shuimo. "A woman with such a good figure is very popular here."    

    

"It's too early, what should be here isn't here. If the man you guys are looking for really appears here, then you guys can come tonight. Coincidentally, there's a new product in the club today, and everyone here knows that he will come."    

    

As soon as they got back to the car, Ye Shuimo opened her mouth and Ye Miao said, "No."    

    

"Why? I will obediently stay by your side and not run around. Moreover, it will be easier to find two people together. "    

    

"That's not the problem."    

    

"What kind of question is that? Do you find me a nuisance?" Ye Shuimo moved closer to him. "You can't be thinking of having a good time tonight and having an affair, right?!"    

    

Ye Miao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I don't want you to go to that kind of place. I don't want those hateful gazes on you."    

    

"Yes."    

    

That night, Ye Shuimo fell asleep on her side. Ye Miao knelt on the edge of the bed and called softly. No one answered, but they were breathing softly.    

    

He bent down and kissed her flawless cheek, then got up and helped tuck in the quilt before leaving.    

    

Ye Shuimo immediately jumped up when she heard the door close. She was wearing casual clothes under her pajamas. She took the elevator downstairs after guessing that the person had left in a car.    

    

It was already very late. There were many people checking in in in the hall, and they could still hear the national language.    

    

Outside the door, she looked left and right, but there was no taxi. Noticing that the lights were on behind her, she waved her hand and froze in embarrassment.    

    

"You. Didn't you already leave? "    

    

Ye Miao felt a headache coming, "Even if I don't say anything, you will still go quietly."    

    

Ye Shuimo said, "That's only natural. I also care a lot about godfather's situation," her voice became softer and softer. "Besides, there must be a lot of women who like to play in that kind of place. I'm not at ease leaving you alone in a wolf's den."    

    

Ye Miao was stunned, he felt like his ears were burning.    

    

Pigalle, night fell, neon lights flashed, and the air was filled with the ambiguous smell of smoke and smoke. Fascinating posters were everywhere. Because of the hazy night, these scented posters were even more stimulating. Sex with all sorts of "sex" lights. There were shops everywhere, and business seemed to be doing pretty well.    

    

Both sides of the street were filled with coquettish women, women of all colors and colors, smiling at every passerby, their eyes fixed on the passersby, and as long as they met their eyes, they would smile even more happily.    

    

Even though these people were just standing there, those who didn't have much money in their pockets didn't dare to stop. This place was a riddle of paper and lamps, and it was also a place where money was squandered like dirt.    

    

Even though she was prepared, Ye Shuimo still felt uncomfortable when she saw so many naked hints from XING.    

    

The two of them were going to a large windmill with a roof ornament, a landmark in the area, the Moulin Rouge, which the owner of the supermarket had advised them to look for.    

    

Perhaps the two of them entered from the wrong direction, but there was no Moulin Rouge after a long time. Ye Miao could only ask. The moment he met the eyes of one of the street girls, the woman with heavy makeup came over.    

    

"Handsome Chinese man."    

    

When Ye Miao asked about the location of the Moulin Rouge, the woman with the thick makeup smiled ambiguously, "If you want my answer, I can give you a good price. After all, he's such a handsome young man."    

    

Ye Shuimo didn't expect that her lover would be taken advantage of. She watched him with relish and even elbowed the person beside her, "This condition is alright. I'll give you an answer for each kiss."    

    

Ye Miao glanced at her lightly. Before he said anything, another slim figure jumped out from the side.    

    

"I like men from the East, and I like men from the East like you more." A woman with high heels walked in. She wanted to hold Ye Miao's arm affectionately, but she was dodged.    

    

"You're looking for the Moulin Rouge? I know where it is. I'll take you there." The woman who arrived later smiled coquettishly.    

    

"This is too much. This man came here first to ask me. You transgender person, just go to the side."    

    

Ye Shuimo/Ye Miao: "… …"    

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"Not bad, there's a market." Ye Shuimo sneered. After receiving the cold dagger-like stare, she quickly withdrew her smile. "I'm sorry, I also fell for this man. 10 thousand US dollars, do you want me?"    

    

The two women jumped in fright, staring at the beautiful man from the East.    

    

"Deal." Ye Miao pulled his body forward in a hurry. Ye Shuimo saw that his ears were a bit red, so she shook him off and ran forward. "You can't be talking to a transgender person." Are you at a loss? "    

    

Ye Miao was stunned for a moment. Then, he became angry from embarrassment. His ears turned even redder as he walked forward. When he turned around to take his lover's hand, there was no one behind him.    

    

"Yes."    

    

Ye Shuimo looked around left and right, but she wasn't paying attention and couldn't keep up with him. Ye Miao walked away so quickly and quickly.    

    

"You're new here?" A heavily made-up woman was smoking a cigarette beside her, her bright red nails pinching the ball of hair on her dress.    

    

"Ah, I'm not. I'm just waiting here." Ye Shuimo explained.    

    

The woman laughed out loud and pointed at the signboard behind her. The name of the hotel was red in color. It was a woman and a man who were hugging each other as they walked in.    

    

Ye Shuimo hurried away. It turned out that the woman treated her as if she was her. That profession.    

    

"You can wait inside." The well-meaning woman pointed behind her. Ye Shuimo looked, isn't this the Moulin Rouge that they've been looking for?    

    

The front of the Moulin Rouge was bustling with noise and excitement. Men and women were everywhere but it was not as abrupt as it was before. Compared to the other places in the area, Moulin Rouge was more decent.    

    

Everyone was buying tickets to enter the restaurant. They didn't feel anything amiss just because they came to the red light district. Ye Shuimo lowered her head and was about to make a phone call.    

    

"It's me." Ye Miao let go, "Don't run around."    

    

The two of them bought tickets, 90 euros, equivalent to more than 700 yuan.    

    

The interior of the Moulin Rouge was old, and the wall skirt was actually lined with old-fashioned fireproof panels. The lobby wasn't that big, it was the size of an old-fashioned movie theater in China. In the center of the room was a booth of 175 euros each. The men were dressed in suits, polite, and gentle; the women were reserved, elegant, and well-mannered. No "punk" in weird attire, no punk whistling shoulder to shoulder.    

    

The waiter brought two people a small bucket with a bottle of chilled champagne wrapped in crushed ice. The taste wasn't bad. Ye Shuimo looked around and saw that there were a lot of people already, but nothing they were looking for.    

    

The main content of the show is juggling, oral, thigh lifting, group dancing. The women were half naked, their necks covered with necklaces and beads, their chests jiggling as they danced in their legs. From their white feet they could see the red panties of their thighs, and a red cloth covered the absolute privacy.    

    

The surrounding people watched with relish, but Ye Shuimo and Ye Miao felt bored, looking at every single one of them.    

    

When it was close to eleven o'clock, everyone's mood had clearly risen. Three enchantingly dressed women walked up from the backstage.    

    

Ye Shuimo could feel that the absent-minded people were all focusing on the stage. As the music rang out, the women on the stage, who were not wearing much, began to slowly move their butts. Naturally, they received many gazes.