Forced to follow the love line by the plot [Zhongyingmei]

Harry was obviously not a crazy guy, and he wasn't stupid enough to think that breaking into someone's car in the middle of the night was normal behavior.

A red dress with suspenders, cocktails, glass slag, and a beautiful face.

No matter how these four words are combined, it seems that they will not be a good thing.

But he chose to step down for her.

Anyway, it doesn't matter to him whether she is a student or a white-collar worker after tonight.

Qinghe obeyed obediently, but she felt that hugging him through the suit was like hugging a fire that was about to go out.

She obediently lay down on Harry's neck, her cheeks lightly rubbing against the skin of his neck, this feeling made Qinghe secretly heave a sigh of relief - Qinghe could feel the brunette man's carotid artery beating under the surface of the skin , which made her feel that she was not "interviewing the vampire".

It's absurd - unexpectedly, on the first day after traveling to this new world, he had such an intimate communication with a stranger.

If it was the original Qinghe, she would not be able to do this anyway, but now, she can turn the page without any disturbance in her heart.

I don't know if this is progress or regression.

"Shh—" the man hissed, his good-looking brows and eyes raised slightly.There was a moonlight tonight, and at this moment through the car window that still had a gap, it reflected on his eyelashes, making Harry's light-colored eyelashes produce a little halo for no reason.

In fact, to be fair, Qinghe can't tell from the current environment that this stranger's tone is very gentle, but his voice has its own vibrato, and when he speaks softly like now, he naturally sounds very gentle.

and so--

Oh my god——!

Qinghe really wanted to slap herself. Could it be that she was possessed by some kind of demon to have such an illusion? !

One of Harry's hands raised and gently pinned the girl's hair that hung down in front to behind her ears. The movement was gentle, but there was no emotion in his blue eyes, which reminded her that she was just acting— —

The man withdrew his hand and rubbed/stroked her/lips/flap slightly with the pulp of his thumb. The overly soft and tender touch made him secretly suffocate, and then he grabbed the girl's slender waist and rubbed her/ /Enter/in the bosom: Pretending to be intimate, of course, starts with the intimate action.

"Baby..." He smiled softly, the charm surged out of it, it felt like a siren on the sea using his singing to attract ignorant travelers to approach.

Immediately he /kissed/ went up again, and kept changing the angle, but no matter which one, it forced the young girl to keep leaning back, and he seemed to have expected this, and kindly supported her The back of her head allowed her to withstand a more intense deep wen.

Qinghe whimpered, but she still didn't hug him so obediently, but put her hands on his waist, and then clenched her own hands tightly so that the nails were embedded in the flesh to temporarily wake up, so as not to make any ridiculous matter.

Different from his indifferent, arrogant and unreasonable appearance, at this moment, he seems to be able to do a job with ease and occupy a dominant position.

This kind of strong /aggression/aggression/sexuality/greatly/stimulates//excites/ the girl's senses, the man's breath splashes on her face, he may have smoked before, the girl can smell a little bit of tobacco taste.The tip of his tongue nimbly poked in, and the action was so bold that the girl had no room to refuse - besides, she provoked it first.

Now it just depends on who will be burned first by this raging fire.

Sensing her distraction, Mr. Osborn lightly squeezed her face with one hand: "Don't even think about kissing and distraction..."

His voice was unusually soft, and those blue eyes that were still shining in the dark also revealed a soft look at this moment, as if she was really his treasure that should be treasured in his heart.

Qinghe lowered his head slightly.

The next second Harry put down the seat, and the girl fell on top of him.

"Well…!"

The girl let out a shallow exclamation, the gesture of the man under the woman made her blush and her heart beat.

This /fragrant//yan/ posture made her have no time to think about those bastards at the banquet, but could only keep her eyes firmly locked on Harry——

But it was obvious that she was on top of this posture, and the dominance of all this was still in the hands of Harry Osborn from beginning to end.

Because she is so honest, but she can't do anything.

Harry stared at her for a while, then pulled her under him without saying hello.

The girl shrank back subconsciously, but he directly grabbed her leg and ordered her to come over.

With Harry's shadow looming over her, she seemed to have no choice but to wrap her arms around his neck at this moment.

Qing He closed his eyes and closed his eyes, and he did so.

He caressed/touched the girl's earlobe, and the chuckle from his throat was very /sex//sensual.

"No way, play /car//shock?"

The voices of the people outside were not loud but were heard by Qinghe. God knows how red her face is now. Fortunately, she turned off the lights in the car, otherwise the guy in front of her would definitely laugh at her.

She guessed that Harry must have heard it too, but there was no extra expression on the other's handsome face.

at last……

Qinghe quickly distanced himself from him, and heaved a sigh of relief.Before her eyes met, she hurriedly turned her eyes away, her eyes fell on the grass outside the car and back again, and then looked at the dim roof of the car, anyway, she didn't really focus on Harry.

This kind of eye contact will always make Qinghe fall into it, and think of something that she shouldn't think of - she just had to do it just now, so...

Now the atmosphere is dead silent, Qinghe feels extremely uncomfortable.

The girl dexterously and quickly got off the man with a strange face and looked extremely unfavorable like a small eel, and then moved to the closest position to the car door as if she wanted to put aside the relationship immediately, and it felt like opening the car door Run away.

At this moment, in Harry's eyes, the sudden and cautious behavior of the black-haired girl beside him could be regarded as an afterthought.He scoffed.

Just when Qinghe was thinking about how to get out of this luxury car safely without offending his fickle thoughts, the brown-haired man said, "How much do you want? Nameit."

"Are you a singer, an actor, or a model?" Harry's second sentence seemed too calm, and Qinghe thought it was a bit aggressive.

"Or—" He paused for a moment, then smiled indifferently, "Are you really a student?"

When Qinghe heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that she was regarded as an underground worker, and replied angrily: "I don't need your money!"

"And whoever I am is none of your business!" the girl retorted without showing any weakness.

"No?" The faint smile on his face became subtle again, "You want the front page of tomorrow's New York Times? That's not cheap."

"An audition? A direct film slot? You might as well go find Tony Stark—" Harry said, "he's a lot gentler than I am."

Qinghe felt that the man next to him was just like the unspoken rules of the banquet. She was going crazy with anger. She obviously didn't know who the Tony Stark he was talking about was!

So the girl's words came out like a cannonball without restraint: "I don't want any goddamn auditions, I don't need any shit movie spots, I'm not, utterly, absolutely not interested in being a star! - and I don't Don't know who the hell Tony Stark is!"

Qinghe felt that the man in front of her was simply making trouble for no reason. How confident was she in herself to say that she wanted his money?

After saying these words, the girl added without hesitation, "Oh, yes, I don't know who you are—even if you are an industrial tycoon who can control the lifeblood of American businesses? Or your real So what if the identity is the superhero who is so awesome in the cartoon? I, no, rare, rare."

Do not

Care

Qinghe simply didn't want to stay here any longer, but she was blind and thought he was a good person!Damn it, I accidentally got involved with such an inexplicable person on the first day I traveled to the new world...

When the black-haired girl thought about it, she suddenly felt even angrier. She didn't even look at Harry. Before he locked the car door, she quickly opened the car door and slipped away, quickly disappearing into the vast night.

——"I don't need your money."

- "I don't want any goddamn auditions... I'm definitely not interested in being a star!"

--"I do not care."

The girl's words, like the pea shooter in Plants vs. Zombies, suddenly dazzled Harry's mind.She was still gnashing her teeth, feeling like Harry had humiliated her.This was the first time someone dared to refute him so arrogantly... After all, everyone in the company was afraid of losing their jobs.

Are you kidding me, to say that I don't know him...

Harry thought this Asian girl was weird as hell, didn't she even watch TV?Stark Industries, like oscorp, is on a rolling TV show every day.

He was about to say something, but when Harry turned his head to look at the passenger seat, there was no one there.

He turned on the warm yellow lights in the car, and if it wasn't for the fact that the slightly sunken part in the center of the passenger seat hadn't fully recovered, he would really feel that everything just now was an illusion.

Oh, and one more piece of evidence—Harry is very sensitive to smells, and the car still smells faintly of syrup.He thought it was the taste of pineapple cream juice.

The man was silent for a moment, and he pressed the button next to him to open the car window automatically, letting the cold wind in the middle of the night blow away the sweet fragrance.

...too tired.