Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3523 When I am scumbag after the actor (23)

  There is a visitor in the bathroom, but he doesn't rush to listen to the footsteps. The man who dyes the white has not had time to get out before he has walked in, and then paused at the bathroom door.

  All eyes were facing each other for a time, and he was speechless.

  Men's suit is straight, black, well-cut, and the tie is meticulous. The cufflinks are also retro and exquisite, reflecting the cold light. Probably no one can wear a suit with such a rigorous and appropriate taste, gentle and abstinent.

He stood at the door, quietly looking at the white dye who was still standing in the men's bathroom. There was no emotion in his deep and quiet eyes. After a pause for two seconds, he dropped slightly, "I didn't expect Miss Song to have this kind of interest. "

  This misunderstanding can be big.

  Fate, fate, you think he is fate!

   is all due to the special merits of the white lotus physique.

  Feng Luo silently hid himself.

  This kind of lucky law can’t be blamed, right?

"Senior Wen." Ranbai was originally drunk, and just drank a lot. Now Jiu Jin is all up, his consciousness is dizzy, his vision is blurred and unclear, and he can barely distinguish the deep eyebrows of the other party, as if exuding gentleness. She squinted her eyes, her eyes gleaming, staring straight at Wen Haoqing, kind of aggressive, her red and thin lips opened lightly, and her voice was soft and lingering.

  The words are very clear.

  But the tone is not quite right.

  Wen Haoqing frowned imperceptibly, and said, "Come here."

"What are you doing here?" The girl walked over step by step, and when she got closer, she threw herself into the arms of the man, grabbed Wen Haoqing's tie with one hand, and wrinkled his originally neat suit, smiling and leaning back. Looking at him, lazy and coquettish: "Do you miss me?"

Wen Haoqing was caught off guard, full of warmth and nephrite in her arms. The distance became too close, and the atmosphere became ambiguous. Wen Haoqing's eyes darkened a bit, and she pinched her white chin, looked down at her, and looked calm. , Elegant and calm, the look in Peach Blossom's eyes was dim, like probing, like scrutinizing, and finally just rubbed the skin of her chin, and whispered peacefully and indifferently: "Drunk?"

   "No." Ranbai pulled his tie and did not let go, denying seriously.

  Wen Haoqing is not interested in arguing with Ranbai on such a naive and unnecessary topic. He frowned and glanced at the bathroom, and walked out with Ranbai.

  "How much wine did you drink?" The corridor was very long and the light was dim. Wen Haoqing slowly turned the ring on her tail finger, and asked casually.

  Yan Bai eyebrows curled up and stretched out a finger at him.

  The man half-closed his narrow and affectionate eyes, watching her movements unclearly: "Ten cups?"

   "A cup." The girl murmured lazily.

  Wen Haoqing laughed when he heard the words.

  The voice is low, magnetic, and gentle, with a bit of mockery.

"A cup?" He raised his eyebrows, his tender and affectionate eyebrows became more attractive in the dimness, but those peach eyes were indifferent enough to hide under the gentle and polite appearance, Wen Haoqing leaned close to the white, close and ambiguous, only Hearing him laugh in a low voice: "Little liar."

  缱绻Voice, it is fascinating.

  Ranbai stared at Wen Haoqing, the water-colored eyes finally fixed on the rolling apple tree when he was talking, the arc was beautiful and sexy, very seductive, and wanted to make people take a bite.

  Never reason with someone who is drunk, because there is no reason to tell at this time.

   Ranbai thought to herself, and indeed did so.

Suddenly she stretched out her hand and pushed the person towards the wall, with one hand hooked on the man's tie, pure black and cold and abstinent, her thin lips kissed Wen Haoqing's raised apple, and when she opened her mouth, the white teeth were faintly revealed. , Sticking out the tip of his teeth and biting.

A strange and unfamiliar tingling sensation sprang up from the tail vertebrae, the apple knot was dyed white and bitten, half contained in the mouth, obviously can feel the rolling arc, Wen Haoqing's eyes shook for a moment, deep and bottomless, As if faintly showing his canine teeth, he gasped slightly, and his tone was low and confusing.

  When Song Yu came out, he saw such a scene.

In the eyes of outsiders, the gentle, high-ranking senior was leaning against the wall in the dim light and shadow, his fingers clasped the girl's exposed white waist, and he carried the person in his arms without any movement, letting the girl in front of him be entangled. His tie, kissing his neck, is not as proper as it used to be, making the neckline slightly messy, the collarbone is looming, the curve of the line is cold and clear, and sexy, and the side face is as warm as ever, and it falls on the wall. The shadow of also appeared lazy.

  Song Yu had never seen Wen Haoqing before.

  In her eyes, Wen Haoqing is always gentle and elegant, which makes people look up to.

  It turned out that I just didn't meet that person.

Song Yu's face turned pale, and her pupils shrank from the extreme shock, and her eyes were filled with disbelief, until her gaze fell on the girl's face. In an instant, Song Yu's eyes widened, her head seemed to be bloodshot. The blood flowed back coldly in the body.

  Song Bai!

  Insane anger and jealousy came straight into his mind, and Song Yu was cold and trembling.

  She stepped back slowly, unable to believe the picture before her.

  Wen Haoqing was aware of it, and looked in her direction.

  The gentle and affectionate peach blossom eyes seemed to be highly poisonous, and the eyes were deep and calm, without any emotions at all.

  He didn't seem to care at all, but he glanced at it lightly, then withdrew his gaze, as if he had never seen her.

  Emperor Song Yucang retreated, ran away, his brain exploded, and there was chaos.

  "Miss Song." The hoarse and gentle whisper fell to his ears, close at hand, with the breathing falling, all hitting the ears, the temperature was cold but also hot, he was smiling: "You are scared."

  Ranbai stopped kissing and looked up at him. The vastness of the man's eyes, like the deep sea, is indulgent.

  "Is it important to have a senior?" She tilted her head and asked arrogantly, with a sloppy attitude, like autumn water on the end of her eyes.

  Wen Haoqing stared at her quietly, then calmly pushed away, and straightened out her messy neckline that was stained white, "Where do you live?"

"send me home?"

  The other party gave a flat hmm.

   Can't see the confusion of Fang Cai at all.

  Extremely self-control, freely retractable.

  Ranbai reported the address in a low voice, eyes lazily pulling up, as if sleeping.

  Wen Haoqing directly hugged the person and walked out.

  I almost fell asleep when I was dyed white in the car, and because I was drunk and uncomfortable, my eyebrows were always twisted.

  After half an hour.

  Wen Haoqing took the key in the girl's pocket and opened the door, and led the person in. He was looking for the light switch, but dyed white but leaned forward directly, pushing him against the wall.

I couldn't see the other person's eyebrows clearly in the dark. I could only see the fuzzy outline from the cold white moonlight shed in the living room. Wen Haoqing stopped moving, stood straight, and asked calmly in a low voice, without any emotions. It seems that it is not him who is being crushed by the ambiguity: "Isn't there enough trouble?"

"Senior." Her eyes were squishy, ​​with drunkenness and stars, and she chuckled, stroked his neck with one hand, and approached, the dullness of each word, there was a sense of reason, and it was blurred in the darkness of the room. Then he fell ambiguously, speaking frankly to the degree of frankness: "I want to...Fuck you."

  (End of this chapter)