So what if it was blacklisted? The picture has already spread all over the Internet and there is no time to collect it.

The women screamed wildly at the photos of the handsome man, and made waves of comments.

Shi Qi gritted his teeth and was furious.

Picked up the phone and called directly.

"Hmm? Baby, do you miss Master Jiu?"

On the phone, the man's casual and lazy voice, his low and seductive tone, each word accurately tickled your heart.

"Master Jiu said it belongs to me alone." Shi Qi's eyes turned red, and he was so sad that even his tone was full of grievance, like a poor little kid who was being bullied.

"Heh..." A low laugh escaped from Yejiu's throat, an indescribably seductive quality emanating from his voice, and he spoke with an extremely rippling and joyful tone, "Yes, Master Jiu is all yours."

As long as you like, life is yours.

Shi Qi finally felt better and snorted fiercely, "Then why don't you return the photo to me, Master Jiu?"

The entire Internet is crazy about that photo now. How could she be willing to share her things with others? Besides, that was her Ninth Master, and every hair of his belonged to her.

Absolutely not allowed.

"Okay, here you go."

The baby is angry and needs to be coaxed.

Yejiu's alluring voice came through the phone, sounding even more magnetic and casual. The lingering and gentle breath was amplified in the receiver, carrying an unconcealable joy, which was very seductive.

He signaled to the person next to him to delete the photos online.

The other party nodded and turned to do it.

Knowing that Jiu Ye kept his word, Shi Qi finally felt relieved. However, she pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, "How many pieces did Jiu Ye have people buy?"

It can’t be that all the clothes she designed were bought, right?

This time, Yejiu was the one who felt wronged. "Nine Master has never worn the clothes you made, and you're not allowed to buy more?"

What he meant was that all the men's clothing designed by Shi Qi was bought by Jiu Ye.

This is vinegar!

The fact is that she doesn't want Shi Qi to make clothes for other men.

Shi Qi was touched by the sweetness and smiled softly, "Just tell me what you want to wear, I will make it for you in the future."

I’ll only do it for you from now on!

Since then, Shi Qi gave up designing men's clothing and only tailored for her Jiu Ye.

When Yejiu heard this, her thin lips couldn't help but curl up slightly, her pair of fox eyes were full of spring, and the way she curled her lips was very captivating.

The subordinates of Jiugong Palace nearby stared with wide eyes at the boss in front of them who exuded a demonic aura.

Unbelievable.

Only Geng Yun, who had followed for many years, was calm and composed, standing straight by the side.

Then all the subordinates looked at their boss Yejiu who was gently and lovingly coaxing the girl on the phone.

Their boss, who has always been cold and cruel, can actually have such a gentle side.

Not long after, after hanging up the phone, Yejiu looked like a cold boss and gave them a cold look.

"Are you all ready?"

As if feeling a chill on their necks, several men immediately straightened their backs and said in unison, "We're ready."

Yejiu was dressed in black, with straight, jade-white hands. He picked up the black mask on the table and put it on.

In an instant, like a devil stepped out of hell, exuding a bloodthirsty and terrifying aura, he shouted coldly, "Let's go and blow up the Yunlan headquarters."

"yes."

The men tensed up their nerves and immediately went into combat mode.

That night, a building in Dayuezhou was bombed.

There was a rumbling sound, and the storm started again.

Meanwhile, Shi Qi in Longcheng has made his next plan, which is to open Yan Zhijiao's stores all over the world.

Once again, a silk storm is brewing.