The heroine lives like a villain

Chapter 13

"Mo Xue, when did your mouth become so cheap?"

Shengge's eyes turned cold, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Miss Qiao, you don't know that talking to a bitch will naturally make your mouth a little bit lower. If you are not used to listening, you can stop appearing in front of me."

Quarreling, even if Qiao Anran practiced for hundreds of years, she would not be her opponent.

Qiao Anran's chest heaved violently, her face flushed red, and she looked at her in disbelief.

"You call me a slut?"

Shrugging, Shengge looked at her with satisfaction.

"A cheap person has self-knowledge. I didn't expect Miss Qiao to also have self-knowledge."

After finishing speaking, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, and she stared at Qiao Anran who was getting more and more angry with a sneer.

If it wasn't for Qiao Anran's death and coming to seek abuse, she really wouldn't be in a hurry to deal with her.

But some people seem to be unable to bear the loneliness and always want to get close to her.

Want to gain a sense of presence?

Unfortunately, she is not a man!
I can't even look down on women who are scheming whores.

Qiao Anran raised her hand to shout at Sheng Ge's face, glaring at her viciously.

"Mo Xue, you deserve to die."

The corner of Shengge's mouth raised a mocking arc, and he raised his hand to squeeze Qiao Anran's wrist, exerting force secretly.

"Miss Qiao, a gentleman uses his words but a villain does his hands. Don't forget, you are still a star."

Qiao Anran bit her lip tightly, but didn't let go, completely forgetting what she was here for today.

At this moment, the flash lights suddenly turned on, and the reporter hiding in the distance was exposed at this time.

Singer Sheng's strength instantly increased, and his eyes stared at Qiao Anran like ice.

"You actually brought all the reporters? This is how you plan to frame me, isn't it?"

Qiao Anran felt that her hands might be useless, and the anger on her face was gradually replaced by pain.

What followed was struggle.

"You let me go, if you don't let me go, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life."

Shengge sneered.

Didn't forget to threaten her by this time?
"I hope I won't make you regret letting go."

After finishing speaking, Shengge really let go.

Qiao Anran was struggling all the time, shaking her hands back and forth.

Shengge saw the right moment, fell in the direction of her throwing her hand, and fell directly on the ground.

She lowered her head, brushing away the ice from her eyes.

Looking up again, tears filled his eyes.

"Miss Qiao, if it's all right, please leave, you are not welcome here."

Shengge has always been strong, and it is rare to show such a side.

Seeing this scene, Qiqi covered her eyes with her hands thousands of miles away.

Really...spicy eyes!

Shengge's eyelashes moved, but his expression remained unchanged.

Qiao Anran didn't have time to think about how Shengge fell, when she saw the reporter snapping at herself.

The dazzling light finally made Qiao Anran realize that she was being tricked by Shengge.

"How dare you rape me?"

Sheng Ge didn't answer, but his eyes were full of contempt.

He was obviously lying on the ground at the moment, but Qiao Anran still felt her mocking him.

When Qiao Anran was angry, Sheng Ge stood up from the ground and stared at her for a while.

Sheng Ge turned his back to the reporter, a sneer twitched at the corner of his mouth.

She stared at Qiao Anran coldly.

"Qiao Anran, I really hope that you can come up with something to make me look different."

This was the first time she called Qiao Anran's full name.

But obviously, Qiao Anran didn't take it seriously.

She gritted her teeth and looked at Shengge.

"You will regret it, Brother Jue will not let you go!"

"Oh! I'm waiting!"

It's just a Syd Long.

Shengge ignored her and walked towards the villa.

"boom--"

The door closed behind her, and Qiqi also appeared in front of her at the same time.

[Host, you just made a murderous move. 】

Shengge raised his eyebrows and looked at it casually.

"What's the matter? I haven't done it yet."

The kind of woman who is purely willing to die is not a pity to die.

(End of this chapter)