Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Mr. Shen is very considerate. Lin Xingyi concluded for her.

Ning Ruixin smiled and nodded: Yes.

…

After the show was over, the two returned backstage.

Ning Rui breathed a sigh of relief and fanned the wind with her hands.

What's going on? Why doesn't this host follow the outline? She almost lost her hold.

Shen Qiao'an handed her a bottle of water and said calmly: This question is within a reasonable range and is not over the top.

Ning Ruixin took the water and couldn't hold it back: You can actually make up such a story! Just make it up and tell the truth.

At that time, the pretty boy's expression almost made her believe it.

Shen Qiaoan raised his eyes, and there seemed to be no emotion in his light eyes.

Do you think I made it up? He curled his lips with unknown meaning.

Oh, did this really happen? Ning Rui was curious, Whose story did you put on me?

Shen Qiaoan looked into her eyes, and his breathing froze for a moment.

She had completely forgotten.

He quickly looked away and smiled nonchalantly: Well, I don't know when I heard the story.

I'll just say it. Ning Ruixin snorted and punched him on the shoulder again, But luckily you react quickly. No, luckily I react quickly. You are better at making up stories. You can do it. .”

Shen Qiaoan lowered his eyes and glanced at her.

No matter how many years have passed, this woman's eyes will always be full of light, always determined, and always full of energy.

It makes people want to get closer.

His lips moved, and an impulse suddenly seized his mind.

In order to hit him on the shoulder, Ning Ruixin got very close. This distance was enough for him to hold her waist.

Shen Qiaoan lowered his head and kissed her eyes.

Ning Ruixin didn't expect that he would suddenly attack. Perhaps she was so shocked that she forgot to resist for a moment.

Shen Qiaoan's breathing became heavier. Looking at her crimson lips, his eyes became hot for a moment.

However, before he could make any further move, a sharp pain hit his stomach!

Ning Ruixin threw him to the sofa for rest with a cold face.

Hey, why are you so crazy? Ning Ruixin looked at him coldly, Are you in estrus yet?

Shen Qiaoan said nothing because he was still reminiscing about the feeling of that moment.

...This woman's skin is actually very good.

The thought crossed his mind.

Hey, talk. Ning Ruixin's voice deepened.

Shen Qiaoan laughed, sat up slowly, and stretched his legs casually: Someone just passed by and took a look, so I made a show.

Ning Ruixin glanced at him suspiciously: Really?

Yeah. Shen Qiao'an nodded, Otherwise, why do you think I would do this?

Ning Rui thought about it, yes.

As long as he doesn't suddenly lose his temper.

Tell me in advance next time. Ning Ruixin glanced at him with some displeasure, When I sensed the danger, I didn't act lightly, and it would be bad if I hurt you.

It's okay, I'm not that fragile yet. Shen Qiao'an stood up and straightened his tie, Let's go, we should go back.

Ning Ruixin looked at his back and felt a strange feeling in her heart.

She reached out and wiped the place where the man had just touched, and the feather-light touch lingered.

...It’s really evil.