Yasin naturally also noticed sothing strange about Lena Whitmore.
The mont their hands touched, Yasin clearly felt the change in Lena Whitmore’s facial expression and the montary abnormality in her body.
He could feel that Lena’s hands were shaking slightly.
It seems that the telepathy that happened to Vivian Sinclair should have also happened to Lena Whitmore.
Yasin glanced at Keith Urban, who was standing next to Lena Whitmore and chatting with Rande Gerber, and then glanced at Presley, who was looking at Lena Whitmore with admiration. After realizing that it was not appropriate to continue to verify Lena’s reaction in such an occasion, he quickly withdrew his hand and said to Lena Whitmore with a smile: "Mrs. Whitmore, it’s an honor to get your autograph."
Yasin raised the corner of his mouth with an evil arc, and handed the photo of Lena given by Presley to Lena Whitmore.
Then, he scratched Lena’s palm without saying a word.
Lena Whitmore shuddered all over, and her originally proud face suddenly beca sowhat flattering and fearful.
A hint of blush instantly flashed across the beautiful white apple cheeks.
"Adrian...Mr. Adrian...I am also honored to et you here. I am very happy to attend the party with you."
Lena Whitmore couldn’t help but hug Yasin and kissed him gently on the cheek.
Lena Whitmore felt like she was crazy. Both her body’s reactions and the words she said subconsciously made her feel as if she was out of her control and it was absurd.
Even worse, her pussy has started to flood. The lustful love juice has broken through the restraint of her panties and is flowing slowly down her thighs to her knees.
The sticky and warm love juice made Lena extrely embarrassed. She was afraid that others would discover her embarrassing appearance at the mont.
As long as she looked at the little boy in front of her who seed strange yet extrely familiar, she couldn’t help but want to kneel on the ground, stick out her pink buttocks, and beg him to fuck her pussy hard.
This strong feeling seed to co from the body’s instinct, affecting Lena all the ti and making her mind go blank.
It felt as if her body was being controlled by soone.
"What the hell is wrong with ?! Am I crazy?!"
Lena Whitmore pressed her legs together tightly, twisted her body slightly, and kept searching for the answer in her mind.
This little boy in front of her was soone she had never seen before.
But why does it feel so familiar?
Why did she feel like moaning and having sex with him the mont she shook hands with him?
She even almost knelt on the ground and called him master!
Damn it!
He’s just a boy of twelve or thirteen years old!
At her age, she can be his mother!
"What the hell is wrong with ? Am I crazy?! What on earth was I thinking!!"
Lena Whitmore clenched her fists with a distorted face, resisting the urge to kneel down and call Yasin "master".
She tried to stand up, holding Keith Urban beside her, and turned her eyes away in panic, not daring to look at Yasin again. Instead, she returned to her elegant and arrogant appearance and walked toward Kiara Ford and others.
Presley on the side was always looking at Lena Whitmore.
Lena Whitmore’s strange behavior and what she just said imdiately shocked Presley and Miara, who had been secretly watching Yasin and Lena Whitmore behind Presley.
"This is crazy..." Presley looked at Yasin in shock: "Goddess Lena just kissed you! Oh my God! This is sothing I dare not even dream of! This... This is so happy! What did Goddess Lena call you just now? Adrian! She called you Mr. Adrian! This is not fair!"
Presley whimpered in envy and jealousy.
Miara on the side pouted in jealousy and muttered unhappily: "Two nymphomaniacs!"
Looking at Lena Whitmore’s graceful back, Yasin swallowed lightly.
Although he had fucked Lena several tis in the doomsday world, when Yasin saw Lena in the second world, he was even more eager to conquer her.
Lena in this world is so noble and elegant. No matter where she goes, she is as dazzling as a star.
Almost everyone’s eyes will be unconsciously attracted by Lena Whitmore.
Watching the guests at the party coming forward one by one to toast Lena, the light in Yasin’s eyes beca brighter.
Lena Whitmore seed to be born with an attractive aura, and caused quite a stir the mont she entered the hall.
Many of the guests present, whether they were dignitaries or wealthy businessn, whether they were supermodels or superstars, took the initiative to raise their glasses and greet Lena.
With beautiful piano music and soft lighting, Lena instantly beca the center of the entire party.
The atmosphere of the party gradually beca more heated.
However, Yasin, Presley, Miara, and other children were quickly forgotten in the corner.
Yasin took a glass of red wine and sat on the sofa in the corner. He tasted the wine and looked at the lively people in the middle of the hall with a smile.
At this mont, Lena had beco the center of the entire party.
Even if he wanted to try to contact her, there was no chance.
Moreover, if Lena and he were to behave too intimately in such an occasion and were seen by others, it would ultimately bring unnecessary trouble to both of them.
Now, all he could do was wait for an opportunity to be alone with Lena Whitmore.
"Is it my birthday or that Lena Whitmore’s birthday? They are all focusing on Lena Whitmore and leaving aside. Humph! If I had known, I would not have celebrated this birthday!"
Miara took a sip of her drink and sat on the sofa angrily, throwing a tantrum.
Not only were the adults at the party surrounding Lena Whitmore and showing their affection to her, but even Miara’s female classmates ca forward to ask for her autograph.
This made Miara extrely unhappy, and she felt like she was being ignored.
Especially when she thought about the fact that Lena had kissed Adrian just now, she began to feel hostility toward Lena Whitmore.
Sotis, it was hard to understand what a little girl was thinking.
Presley was lying on the sofa in boredom, sighing with regret, "If I were a dozen years older, Keith Urban would never be able to snatch my goddess from ! Unfortunately, I’m only twelve years old now, and my dad said that they will get married in three months! By the ti I grow up, goddess Lena might have a bunch of children! Damn it! Why couldn’t I be born a dozen years earlier!"
"By the way! Adrian! Do you know Lena? Why do I feel that the way she looks at you is different?" Miara secretly glanced at Yasin and asked tentatively.
The little girl’s sixth sense was very accurate. From Lena’s reaction just now, Miara felt that Adrian and Lena seed to be familiar with each other despite their strangeness.
"How is that possible? How could I know a big star like Lena Whitmore? Maybe she thinks I’m cute, that’s why she’s so enthusiastic toward !" Yasin explained perfunctorily.
"Oh! It seems that my infatuated sister is jealous!" Presley winked at Yasin teasingly.
"Brother! If you keep talking nonsense, I will ignore you two!" Miara’s face turned red, she stomped her feet in anger, turned around, and ran upstairs.
Presley burst into laughter and said to Yasin, "My sister must be jealous of you. Go and comfort her. Today is her birthday. Miara’s female classmates Hailey look good. I’ll go and play with them!"
As he spoke, Presley stood up and walked toward a few girls not far away.
The Haley Yasin that Presley ntioned looked sowhat familiar.
When Yasin heard Presley say her na, he imdiately rembered it.
Elena Strickland, wasn’t this the Hailee who played the heroine Juliet in the movie "Roo and Juliet"?
This little girl looked to be about the sa age as Miara now, probably around 11 years old.
However, Elena Strickland looked very young at this ti and was not at all as beautiful and charming as Yasin had seen her in his previous life.
And Elena figure was totally incomparable to Miara’s.
Yasin was not very interested in Haley for the ti being.
His main target now was still Lena Whitmore, who was in the spotlight of the party.
The more noble and beautiful Lena Whitmore looked, the stronger Yasin’s evil desire to conquer her beca.
He really wanted to see how Lena, who was glamorous, noble, and imposing, would react when she faced him alone!
If he could make this Hollywood superstar, the goddess in countless people’s minds, kneel down at his crotch and suck his cock, the sense of accomplishnt alone would make Yasin excited.
In addition, Yasin’s original plan beca clearer after Lena appeared.
If they could get Lena’s help, it would be much easier to lure Harry Brandt and Jerry to the West Columbia Building at a specific ti.
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