Yu Siqiao was startled by her sudden reaction, and stood up and walked towards her with a reflex.

Mo Shu rarely feels so uncomfortable.

From smelling the bloody smell to vomiting, it took less than a minute to come.

Mo Shu felt a little dizzy and couldn't get up for a while.

Suddenly, a big hand reached out to his hand, and Mo Shu subconsciously raised his hand to hold his arm, and finally felt a little more supportive.

"If you can't stand it, just tell me!" Yu Siqiao's cold voice sounded above his head. Mo Shu noticed that he was gently patting his back, but his words were still very annoying. "Now, so many people are watching you vomit, and you still have to be smoked!"

Mo Shu breathed a little fast. When he opened his eyes, he found that his skirt was spit dirty by her.

He grabbed his arm and got up, and then received a dark blue men's handkerchief.

I took the handkerchief and wiped my mouth, but I realized that it was handed over by Yu Siqiao.

Yu Siqiao looked disgusted and pressed her shoulder to let her lean on the back of the chair, saying, "It's so stinking."

The waiter handed over a glass of water, and Mo Shu shook Yu Siqiao's hand disgustedly and said, "Have I asked you to come? There are so many things!"

Yu Siqiao smiled angrily, "You think I'm willing to care about you, but it's because your grandfather specifically told me to keep me staring at you!"

Indeed, Grandpa Mo originally refused to allow her to participate in this auction.

It is not uncommon to instruct Yu Siqiao to take care of himself.

Mo Shu rinsed his mouth and handed the water back. When he heard Yu Siqiao's words, he said irritably: "Then my grandfather asked, just say I'm done with nothing, get away!"

Yu Siqiao was angry, "I feel so annoying, I'll let you spit to death!"

Mo Shu was really uncomfortable, so he simply ignored him and looked at the stage again.

"Princess Mo," said the emcee with some concern: "How are you?"

Mo Shu: "Fortunately, you continue."

"What else can I continue? Let's leave after I have rested!" Yu Siqiao's face was not very good-looking, "I'm still here because I'm like this?"

"I'm fine," Mo Shu threw him away and said, "I'll just have a rest."

Yu Siqiao frowned, and saw that her face was indeed a little better than before, then turned around and returned to his position.

The emcee noticed her gaze and looked very interested in it, and smiled and said, "Princess has a good look. This is a rare fighting king. After our test, his skin is three times thicker than that of an ordinary person, and his strength is extremely strong. He can raise 700 kilograms with bare hands. And when fighting with our special troops, he can fight against 7 people alone without losing his advantage. Each of our special troops can withstand ten bodyguards you are waiting for."

When everyone at the scene was moved when they heard his words.

Everyone is afraid of death.

Moreover, the richer the person, the more afraid he will encounter an unexpected situation. If there are such a powerful person around him, at least he will never have to worry about safety.

Of course, the premise is that this person must be absolutely loyal to himself.

Otherwise, the one who dies first may be himself.

Yu Siqiao's eyes also fell on the stage.

The man was dressed uncovered, his skin was authentic bronze, and his figure was tall and strong.

Yu Siqiao found that this man looked average, but when he looked down, there was only a rag around his crotch, which seemed... very material...

Subconsciously, he thought of the few words Mo Shu used to quarrel with him, and his face immediately turned dark.

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A new day~~~(Hintings)
Chapter completed!