The Trait of Love The Player
Still Abu Abu

Many times Yasmine sighed harshly, the event had to pause for a moment since lunch time had already arrived. Yasmine was eager to finish her task, and went home soon. Yasmine felt that her current body was lacking, for some reason more limp than it was this morning.

"Yes, let's eat first!" bring one of his colleagues.

Yasmine who was clearing some looks up, then nodded while smiling slightly. Right, she should eat something this afternoon, Yasmine was sure after she filled her stomach that her body would be back powered up.

"OK later I will follow, want to finish the goods first." said Yasmine, nodded by the woman with the hair of the boat.

Yasmine patted the back of her body to remove the dirt there, the horse-drained girl immediately grabbed her backpack and walked out of there. But just as Yasmine was about to come out, her steps came to a halt when she saw the assistant of the duitan eye model already standing in the middle of her path.

"Mrs. Elvier is waiting for you Miss, let's follow me." said the man at will.

Yasmine's two hands clenched tightly, eager for her to throw the sneakers she was currently wearing towards the assistant's head, which turned out to be the same song as the duitan eye model.

Inevitably Yasmine had to follow Burak's broad steps, the entire swearing that Yasmine had said to the two foreign-faced men. All sorts of swearing Yasmine let out, although not too loud what else until heard by Burak.

Yasmine's steps came to a halt when she saw Burak stop his steps, even the girl's forehead wrinkled when she saw her future assistant invite her inside.

What room is this? during the nearly 2 years that Yasmine had been studying at this campus, she had just discovered that there was a hidden room here. Perhaps more precisely, a room to accommodate guests on this elite campus.

"Come in, Mr. Elvier is waiting inside." Burak said.

With a doubtful step Yasmine approached, it even felt to move her two legs alone Yasmine was unable to. His whole body was more petrified when he saw something inside, his eyes opened quickly when he saw Elvier was in a friendly embrace by a beautiful model who became one of the judges on his show. Remember in bestie's hug!

But Yasmine quickly neutralized the look on her face, inexplicably the feeling of tightness came to the heart. Although Yasmine does not like what else loves Elvier who is not good as her future husband, but it feels very inappropriate to do by Elvier.

"Ekhem-why do you want to meet me Mr. Elvier's? does anyone want to talk about the amateur show we're having today?" yasmine asked calmly and to the point.

Yasmine tried to look unperturbed in the slightest by the interaction of the two humans, both of her neutrals staring straight at the wall, not at Elvier or the female model.

The female model clucked slightly, unwillingly letting go of her arms from Elvier's body, Camella got up and left the two, without wanting to turn her head at Yasmine the slightest bit as she passed by.

"Dry!" her word.

Elvier patted the empty seat that was at his side, the two brown neutrals to his ashes staring deeply at Yasmine who was still sculpting in place. Elvier smiled slightly and looked about to get up, but before he got up perfectly from sitting down, Elvier's movements came to a halt when he saw Yasmine move and sit away from him.

"What do you want to talk about?" yasmine asked did not want to linger for long.

"You angry?" instead of explaining what, Elvier asked back.

Both of Yasmine's hands were clenched, the girl tried to inhale as much air as she wanted, to neutralize the taste she had in her heart at the moment.

"If there's nothing important you want to talk about, excuse me! there are a lot of tasks I have to do, and everything is delayed because of you." Yasmine said sharply.

Yasmine got up, as she felt that there was nothing important that they should talk about at the moment.

"Let's have lunch, future wife,"

Elvier's words made the girl's footsteps stop, Yasmine inhaled as much breath as possible. He held her to death so as not to throw his backpack towards the face of the annoying model.

What was Elvier planning on doing with her? what this duitan eye model wants to torture his heart and mental slowly. I don't know Yasmine also did not understand, the nature and attitude of the model duitan eyes are still ashes in both eyes at this time.

SURE THE MODEL MATA DUITAN TER YASMINE YASMINE