Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3503 When I am scumbag after the actor (3)

  She said yes.

Except for the one in the box, everyone's eyes fell on her.

  In fact, no one saw Song Bai in their eyes. After all, with their status, the women around them were countless, but they were just teasing.

  Song Bai itself is not a master of peace and security, this kind of thing should be very satisfactory to her.

  Master's smile gradually deepened.

  Han Zhe kept silent, watching this scene indifferently, extinguishing the smoke, his movements were a little bit irritating, and he didn't stop him, he just watched with cold eyes, raising his eyebrows with great interest.

  Only Liu Qiao had an ugly face.

  In fact, they all think that Song Bai is likely to choose Han Zhe, after all, the previous relationship lies there.

  But the girl suddenly tweeted, and her raised eyebrows destroyed the purity of the distinction, even with a bit of unspeakable evil, which seemed unattractive at first glance.

  She straightened up and walked in one direction step by step.

  They set their eyes on the girl, and watched her walking towards that person.

  The atmosphere seemed to be silent for an instant, there was a strange silence, and no one spoke.

  No...

   Song Bai actually wants to touch that person?

  Looking for death?

  No one thought that Song Bai could do such a thing.

  Han Zhe's eyes condensed for a moment, and suddenly he felt a little funny.

  I haven’t seen you for a few days, but it vaguely seems to be a different person...

  Is it really crazy to be stimulated by Wen Haoqing?

  Only the sound of footsteps remained in the box.

  Ranbai finally stopped in front of the man, standing there, looking down at him, a beautiful figure fell into the shadow cage, covering the closed person.

  The man looks young and gentle, even if he closes his eyes, he still feels oppressive. He is meticulous and rigorous, which belongs to the elegance of aristocracy.

  He also knew that someone was coming in front of him, opened his eyes, and calmly glanced at the person in front of him.

  He has a pair of beautiful peach eyes, narrow and long, naturally affectionate, as beautiful as looking at flowers in the mist, but unfathomable.

  It's a pity that the owner of these eyes is surprisingly indifferent, there is no warmth in the warmth, and the inaccessible sense of distance.

  Wen Haoqing glanced at the person in front of her, her eyes didn't have the slightest wave, and she retracted uninterestingly, as if she had seen the air without any pain or itching, and ignored her at all.

  Young Master was watching such a scene next to him, his heart beating, after all, it was the big adventure he proposed. If something really happened, he was afraid that he would be the first to die.

  Wen Haoqing's reaction was completely expected, so how could a gentle and indifferent person care about Song Bai.

   "Miss Song." The young master bit his head and shouted, "You still..." Come back.

  It’s a big deal, this big adventure can’t be done.

  If you provoke Young Master Wen, none of them can run away.

  But in the next second——!

Ran Bai suddenly made a move that was unexpected. The girl pulled off the corners of her thin and beautiful lips indifferently, and placed her one hand directly on Wen Haoqing's side. The movement was simple and direct, and the distance was in an instant. Close, like a sofa boom.

  Then stretched out his hand to pinch the man. The perfect line was that the jaw was gently raised, forcing him to look up.

  The action of flowing water at this moment directly pushed the box into another unprecedented atmosphere.

  The one who is dead can't be dead.

  Liu Qiao was almost shocked, her eyes widened in disbelief, and inexplicable anger burned in her heart.

  Song Bai dare--!

how come? !

The man didn't seem to think that she would dare to do this, and he was a little startled. When those eyes were raised, the pupils were deep and indescribable, and the feelings contained in them couldn't melt the coldness, reflecting the whiteness. Eyebrows.

  Because the lower jaw was provoked, the movement of looking up slightly, the line of the neck is very beautiful, the curve of the apple is delicate and sexy, and the abstinence is confusing.

  The shirt is clean and snow-white in dim light, the buttons are buttoned to the top, the neckline is properly fitted, the black tie is straight, and a silver-white collar pin is pinned to the top, reflecting the cold and shiny luster.

  Can't pick a trace.

  The girl thumped Master Wen on the sofa, and also provoked a person's chin, her actions were inexplicably cold and impenetrable.

  This picture can be called the ultimate burst.

  Dyeing white is just a surprise. If Wen Haoqing reacts, let alone closeness, it will be a problem.

So at the moment when the man was stunned, her slender lips lightly brushed his white side face, then straightened up, and looked at the young master calmly: "This is also a kiss? Didn't you say that you must kiss. ."

  "……"

  The young master was dumbfounded.

  If he was talking about kissing, is it possible that Song Bai really wanted to kiss Master Wen directly? ?

  Song Bai is crazy! !

  No one in the box dared to speak.

  The atmosphere seemed to freeze at that moment.

   "Miss Song."

  Wen and gentle whispers overflowed his lips and teeth, as if he was chewing. There was no emotion in his voice, and his timbre was always magnetic and mellow.

   became the only voice in the box.

  The touch left on the side face is extremely strange, slightly soft.

  Wen Haoqing smiled suddenly, the son of Pian Pian is clear and unparalleled, and the appearance of the painting, but the smile reveals a sense of silent oppression, and the consistent gentleness also makes people feel daunting.

  He lowered his eyes, the arc of the eyelashes was long, and he moved gently and calmly to wipe his face with the handkerchief, bringing out a kind of careful and expensive.

   Looks cold when she lowers her eyes,

  It's like a kind of boredom of cleanliness.

  Ranbai watched his movements.

  "Self-respect." Wen Haoqing looked at her quietly, smiling from inch to inch, spit out two words gently, unspeakably cold, not heavy, as always gentle and indifferent, but with a sense of distance.

  The voice falls without half-minute temperature.

  He straightened up, long and clear, and casually tossed the handkerchief that had been wiped off his side, with an understatement as if he had thrown out the dirty trash, and then walked sideways, walking slowly, with a graceful back.

  Yan Bai did not say anything, but the action directly pulled Wen Haoqing's sleeve.

  The corners of the eyes have a moist touch.

The girl gripped the man's snow-white sleeves tightly, and the knuckles were so hard that she turned white. She looked up at him, her eyes seemed to have tears, and her complexion was pale. She was so pitiful, as if she had suffered some kind of grievance. , Even his voice was trembling: "Do you think I am dirty?"

  Yan Bai himself: "???"

what happened?

  Don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry, shut up! !

  Help me, help me, help me, help me!

  I don’t know where I came into contact with the white lotus physique. My body cried without saying anything, without even saying hello.

  And what things are talking about.

  This kind of operation seems to be jumping on the white nerves.

The person whose sleeves were torn was indifferent and gentle. He understated that the gaze that looked at the girl was empty, as if looking at the dust in the sky, reflecting the poor appearance of the girl with red eyes. The arc of his lowered eyelashes was seductive and polite: "Sorry, it has nothing to do with me."

  (End of this chapter)