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There was a small anger of humiliation in his eyes: What do you want to do before you agree to me?

It's very simple. If you want to change your itinerary for tomorrow, just promise me that you must live here every day you stay in Italy... He said with a smile.

Mo Xue breathed a sigh of relief and stroked her heart in relief: Did you tell me earlier? You scared me to death. She thought Jiu Lanlong wanted her to kill people, set fire to them, and work as a slave!

The evil smile widened: Live here and be my personal servant. Until you leave Italy.

Mo Xue's smile stopped on her lips, and she guessed it right. Although it was not murder and arson, she was indeed a slave! Sure enough, there is no free lunch in the world, and Jiu Lanlong is also a good person who spreads pie.

With an evil smile and silver-gray eyes full of countless stern lights, he raised three fingers: I count to three, one...two...

When three words are about to be shouted.

Mo Xue held Jiu Lanlu's finger: I know, I will do it, I will do it!

Baby, you're so good. He stroked her head a few times as if he were a small pet.

Mo Xue frowned. Maybe, just to see her tomorrow, she could go back to China. If she was a servant for a day, it didn't seem like a loss.

Hao looked at her: Moxue, you really like this profession.

Mo Xue nodded: Because this is my dream.

Dream? Do you yearn for this dream of yours? Jiu Lanlong asked casually.

Mo Xue nodded seriously: Well, when I first wanted to enter this industry, I wanted to make money and find my parents, but it was also for a small pursuit in my heart. When I was young, I thought about it like this. People must have dreams. Until the day when your dream comes true. Her smile lingered on her lips very beautifully.

This little thing really likes chasing dreams and has very strong perseverance. Hehe... Three years, has she remembered that three-year agreement?

It's night.

It's time to sleep.

She did not have a separate bedroom, because Jiu Lanlong would sleep with her every night, holding her waist and sometimes touching her...

Jiu Lanlu, I'm so tired, I want to sleep. Mo Xue whimpered.

Jiu Lanlu hugged her and dragged her over a little.

Mo Xue frowned: What? Mo Xue frowned.

Baby, what do you think? he said hoarsely.

Moxue was still a little drowsy, and her hands were groping under the sheets...

Oh... Jiu Lan snorted.

Mo Xue immediately opened her eyes wide and immediately let go of her hand. It couldn't be Jiu Lanlong's...

Subconsciously, Moxue ran down: My stomach hurts. I have to go to the bathroom. You should go to bed first. Only then did Moxue realize that she had awakened something dangerous.

Just when she was about to climb up, her feet were held and she was dragged back like this.

Baby, you really are a goblin.

Ah... no, I want to sleep, oh no, no, I have to go to the toilet. Jiu Lanlu, please let me go. Mo Xue said while crawling, if struggling is useful...

If it's useful...

Ah... He has already...

Mo Xue was lying on her stomach, clutching the sheets tightly with both hands. Her hair was a little messy due to the movement. She was almost going crazy from the torture.

Baby, tell me, do you still want to go to the toilet now? Jiu Lan asked...

Ah... Mo Xue could only bite her lip, then shook her head, her mind already turned into a chaotic scene.

A trembling voice came from the corner of Mo Xue's mouth: Jiu Lanlong, I don't want it anymore... okay. She felt so weak, and she had been tortured to the point of losing her strength.

Jiu Lanlu continued to increase her strength: Forgot, you have already arrived twice, huh... baby, you have become more and more...

Jiu Lanlong moved his hands from her back to the front...

Moxue shuddered.

He whispered on the back of her neck: You are becoming more and more indulgent.

These words echoed in Mo Xue's ears, and she shook her head.

Baby, there's nothing you can do if you don't admit it. You've already told me the best answer.

The room was surrounded by mournful sounds... which made people blush.

Ott Office.

This top model training agency in Milan is located in the four major fashion cities, Paris, Milan and London. Among New York, Milan has always been the best.

Miss Moxue, welcome. Otto and Moxue shook hands politely.

Nice to see you again, Mr. Ott. Mo Xue said the same.

The two men sat down.

Otto looked at Mo Xue and pushed the magazine in his hand in front of Mo Xue: Miss Mo Xue, the last show was very successful. Almost all the media were on you. As a young man, you showed in our Milan. It shows your charm.

Mo Xue looked at the magazine handed over by Ott. Oh my god, is the young man standing on the catwalk in the photo really her? It's almost the same as Jiu Lan's temperament. How on earth did she do it in the first place? Mo Xue couldn't help but wonder. Sure enough, it was because he had been with Jiu Lanlong for a long time that he inexplicably imitated him?

Thank you. It's a bit strange to be called a boy all of a sudden. Mo Xue said with a smile.

Otto also smiled: I wonder if Miss Moxue is willing to cooperate with me?

Mo Xue nodded: Of course, if I have the honor.

As a male model! Otto said with a smile.

Mo Xue's smile froze instantly. She thought she heard wrong. What? ! As a male model? ! His eyes widened: But, I am a woman.

But this work of yours is great. It's qualified to be a male model. You won't say no, right? Otto asked.

Mo Xue pressed her forehead: I...I...ok! I can do it.

Hahahahahaha. Otto laughed, stood up, walked to the drawer aside and took out a bunch of things, and said as he came over: Look, I scared you, I was just joking, as a female model , Miss Moxue, you have great potential. Especially this set of photos.

Ott put down the photo, which was a promotional photo she took at Yulong Group: This is not me in China. Why are things shot in China...

Rovis is a good friend of mine and often collaborates with me. He personally recommended these photos to me. He specifically recommended you to me.

So that's it. Rowes was the big-name photographer when taking promotional photos. No wonder Mr. Ott agreed so easily when he saw her. It turned out that it was not luck, but the wheel of fate that stopped at that moment: Mr. Ott, what you just said is true. Are you kidding me?