God of Sprint

Chapter 768 The boss lady personally took action

After Reba left, Yang Mi sat on the sofa and sighed as she watched him leave. She said to herself, "What a loser! She's so pretty but doesn't know how to use her advantages! There's no one in this company who can make me worry less!"

She shook her head helplessly, thinking that she had to do it herself to solve the problem. So she stood up, opened her handbag and looked at the things inside. After confirming that everything was correct, she closed the handbag again.

Then, she took out her cell phone and sent a text message to Zhao Yun, asking if he had fallen asleep. After the text message was sent, she received a reply soon. Seeing that the other party had not fallen asleep yet, she secretly rejoiced in her heart.

Then, she replied that she couldn't sleep either and wanted to chat with him, and asked if she could come over. After getting a positive answer, she smiled with satisfaction.

After a while, Yang Mi came to Zhao Yun's room with her bag. Zhao Yun looked at Yang Mi and said with a smile, "What's on your mind that keeps you awake?"

Yang Mi said dimly, "What else can I do? Isn't it all about money?"

Zhao Yun knew she was talking about the gambling agreement. The two of them almost had sex in Malan Mountain because of the gambling agreement. "Didn't we work together on two plays? How come it's not enough?"

"To be honest, I still have some money. If I put in my own money, there will be no problem. But that was earned through my hard work over the years, and I won't give up!"

Not to mention a woman like her, even a man would not be able to bear it if he gave all his hard work to someone else all at once. Thinking of this, Zhao Yun sighed, "Alas!"

After all, this room is Yang Mi's own room, and everything inside is hers. Yang Mi told Zhao Yun that this is her friend's karaoke bar, but it is not accurate. To be precise, Yang Mi is also one of the owners of this karaoke bar.

Yang Mi walked to the wine cabinet familiarly and took out a bottle of red wine that looked very old.

"This bottle of wine was given to me by my friend. It's a red wine imported from France. It tastes good and doesn't make you drunk. Let's drink some to relax a little."

After saying that, she poured a cup for Zhao Yun and another for herself.

Then he handed one of the cups to Zhao Yun and said with a smile: "Cheers!"

Zhao Yun hesitated, but still took the wine glass and took a sip. He felt that the taste was very special, a little bitter but with a hint of sweetness.

"How is it? Does it taste good?" Yang Mi asked with a smile.

Zhao Yun nodded in approval.

The two drank and chatted, and Zhao Yun found that Yang Mi did not flatter him or have any intentions like others, but communicated with him in an equal and sincere manner.

As time went by, Zhao Yun and Yang Mi got along better and better. They talked about interesting things in life, each other's interests and hobbies, and future plans.

"You know what? I've always wanted to be an excellent actor who can play a variety of different roles." Yang Mi said with a firm look in his eyes.

"I believe you can do it." Zhao Yun encouraged.

"Thank you for your support. But this road is not easy... Sometimes you will encounter many difficulties and challenges." Yang Mi frowned slightly, as if recalling his past experiences.

"But as long as you persist, there will always be rewards." Zhao Yun comforted.

Yang Mi smiled, her eyes sparkling. She raised her glass and toasted with Zhao Yun again.

Before he knew it, the bottle of red wine was almost empty. Zhao Yun felt a little tipsy, but in an exceptionally happy mood. He put down his glass and turned to look at Yang Mi beside him. She was beautiful and charming. Zhao Yun couldn't help but be moved, and an impulse surged in his heart.

Yang Mi had her arm around Zhao Yun's neck and leaned slightly towards him, seeming to be intoxicated. Zhao Yun felt her passion and closeness, and his heartbeat quickened. Their eyes met, filled with desire and passion.

Yang Mi's lips slightly opened, and she exhaled a breath of fragrance. Zhao Yun's eyes became hot, and he slowly reached out his hand and gently stroked Yang Mi's face. Her skin was smooth and delicate, and felt as soft as silk. Zhao Yun gently stroked her cheek, feeling her temperature and breath.

Yang Mi closed her eyes, enjoying Zhao Yun's gentle touch. Her breathing became faster and her body trembled slightly. Zhao Yun watched her reaction, and his desire became stronger. He slowly approached her and his lips touched her forehead. Yang Mi sighed softly, as if she had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Zhao Yun's lips slid down Yang Mi's forehead, kissing her eyebrows, eyes, nose bridge, and finally stopped at her lips. Yang Mi responded enthusiastically, their lips pressed tightly together, tongues intertwined. They enjoyed this passionate kiss to the fullest, releasing their inner desires and emotions.

At this moment, a big, broad and warm hand gently covered her soft waist. The hand seemed to have a kind of magic, which instantly tensed up all the nerves in her body. Yang Mi's body trembled slightly, feeling the warmth and strength of the hand, and her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily. She subconsciously wanted to struggle, but found that her body seemed to have lost control.

Zhao Yun's hand seemed to have its own consciousness, slowly sliding down along her waistline, and finally stopped at her slender waist. His fingers exerted a little force, hugging Yang Mi tightly in his arms. Yang Mi's breathing became rapid, her mind was blank, and she could only feel Zhao Yun's body temperature and breath.

However, at this moment, Yang Mi suddenly came to her senses. She realized that the situation was a little out of control, so she hurriedly reached out and grabbed Zhao Yun's wrist, trying to stop him from exploring further. But Zhao Yun did not stop, but increased the strength of his hand, making it impossible for Yang Mi to break free. Yang Mi's face turned red in an instant, and she tried hard to stay calm, but the shyness and nervousness in her heart made it difficult for her to control herself.

"Don't..." Yang Mi's voice was trembling. She tried to push Zhao Yun away, but found that she was far less powerful than him. Zhao Yun's eyes were full of desire. His hands had already reached into Yang Mi's clothes, stroking her smooth skin. Yang Mi's breathing became more and more rapid. Her eyes revealed a complex emotion, with both love for Zhao Yun and fear and uneasiness about this behavior.

Yang Mi whispered in Zhao Yun's ear, "Wait a moment, go get my bag!"

Zhao Yun bit her earlobe and said, "What are you doing with the bag at this time?"

Yang Mi's voice trembled at Zhao Yun's teasing, "Not...safe!"

Zhao Yun immediately understood what Yang Mi meant.