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

Harry's words had an impact on Qinghe's heart, no less than the huge turmoil caused by a layman who didn't know anything about stocks suddenly dumping two thousand shares in the market.

She subconsciously refused: "Of course it's impossible!"

"Is there another man in your family?" When Harry said this, his eyes suddenly became scrutinizing.

"Of course not! I'm the only one in my family..." Qing He was immediately taken away by his logic chain.

"That's it." Harry said, seeing the reluctance of the girl in front of him, he added: "Comeon! I helped you get rid of the hateful /hidden/rules/rules last time, this time it's up to you to implement them." My wish is fulfilled."

Qinghe suddenly felt that what he said seemed to be the same thing, but she also felt that something was wrong, it sounded weird.She had to say: "But don't you have a girlfriend?"

"How do you know?" Harry put his hands in his pockets, "Girlfriend... what do you mean?"

"Isn't that the girl who came with you today?" Qing He asked back, with a serious look on her face, "It's wrong for you to leave her alone like this... Isn't she your girlfriend?!"

The expression she stared at the other party's face became more and more subtle and intriguing, and she thought something was wrong in her heart.

Harry was surprised by her earnestness, but he explained a bit: "I don't have a girlfriend - she, Felicia, is my new secretary."

Now it was Qinghe's turn to be speechless, but Harry's next sentence gave her no chance to stop.

"Sounds like you've been looking at me, too." Harry's tone was relaxed again, as if his quiet life had suddenly had something to celebrate.

"I don't have one." Qing He retorted in a low voice, "I'm...necessary for the plot!"

She avoided the young boy's light blue eyes shining like stars in the dark night, "I'll take you there, anyway, you are not allowed to do anything strange."

Compared with where Harry Osborn usually lives, Qinghe's home is of course small.

Harry's eyes glanced at this small living room, and while he was indifferent, he also carefully took some details into his eyes.

As Qinghe said, there is indeed no man in her family.

The room was small but clean, no dust or food crumbs, Harry couldn't smell any incense - it had a very light and soft feel to it.

It's just that she didn't seem to have time to tidy up the dried clothes that were collected this morning, but casually threw them on the edge of the bed.

And a corner of the lace//underwear--

Harry subconsciously took another look, and Qinghe noticed it immediately, and the girl rushed over to tidy it up in a hurry, grabbed it and stuffed it into the wardrobe standing in the corner.

He retracted his gaze without any trace, it was really strange, this place is actually more human than his home...

He walked to the window, raised a corner of the curtain that had been drawn slightly, and looked out.

There is no one on the streets of New York late at night.However, if you look at it from here, the angle is very good...

The strange reaction of him standing by the window and looking out as soon as he came in made Qinghe a little puzzled, she couldn't help asking: "What are you doing, Harry?"

"uhh, it's—" Harry retracted his words, interrupted, and changed his words, "Want to know what that old guy is doing here every day... Is it plotting how to get me out of class, or memorizing?" Let his wife secretly have a tryst with his little lover."

"Old guy?" Qinghe didn't want to ask questions so boringly, you must know that the way she keeps asking questions now is almost the same as a book of "One Hundred Thousand Whys" that can stand up.

It's just because she really doesn't know much about the young man in front of her...

"Mencken." Harry stared outside for a while, then drew down the curtains again, and looked sideways at the dark-haired girl.

His sudden gaze made Qing He very uncomfortable. After thinking about it, Qing He tried her best to give a new sentence that she thought was correct, "So, are you going to spend the night here today?"

"I don't know what's going on in your head," said Harry, his pale eyelashes slightly drooping and gleaming in the slightly dim light, "I won't have any one/night/love/ Relationship."

"Because I'm tired, I'm going to rest, and there's only one bed here—Mr. Osborne." If it wasn't for his sudden beard cutting, I believe that Qinghe would have lay down and fell asleep peacefully by now!

"I apologize." Harry said lightly, but Qinghe was surprised by this, she actually didn't think that such an apology would come from his mouth.

"But, you like me." The brown-haired man's tone became meaningful again, and the low tone almost lifted Qinghe's whole heart.

Or was she expecting too much from this arrogant guy... Obviously he is still so annoying!

Just as Qing He was about to refute mercilessly, he saw the man pick up something from the small table by the window.

He read it slowly: "Harry Osborne, the only heir to the famous oscorp business empire, was recently exposed to have a good time with the supermodel Alanna Zeta-Jones sunbathing on the beach! It is reported that Alanna Zeta-Jones is a French supermodel—”

This short report came to an abrupt end, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he looked at the girl: "Thank you for reminding me of the name of this annoying French supermodel."

The next sentence of the report was cut out by Qinghe without hesitation, so Harry brought another piece of paper underneath to the front.

Qing He glared at him fiercely, as if his gaze was determined to stare him out of a hole.But Harry didn't respond.

She swore she had absolutely nothing wrong with this Harry Osborn!After seeing the instant news report on TV that day, she collected news about him just out of curiosity.But now it seems that what she did is no different from those middle school girls secretly collecting information on people they like.

Ah, she felt that she would not be able to wash herself off even if she jumped into the Yellow River today.

Luckily, she took off those pretty but ugly high heels the moment she entered the door, and now in her furry house slippers she could rush over and snatch the scrap of newspaper from Harry's hand.

But regarding the girl's offensive, Harry sideways dodged it nimbly, "—it is reported that Harry Osborn was born in a famous family, received a good education, and was admitted to Imperial University of New York with high marks..."

The heat on Qinghe's face grew even more, she really wanted to kill this ignorant guy in front of her, so that he would not continue to publicly execute her.

Girls don't give up easily, and she reached out and tried to grab the scrap of newspaper in Harry's hand, but it was in vain again - Harry grabbed her arm instead, making her approach rather than leave Nor is it.

The tactile sensation felt through the layer of tulle was so obvious that Harry let go of her all at once, letting the soft touch slip away from his hands.

"Give it back to me!" Qinghe finally couldn't help but say, "You annoying guy...!"

At this critical moment, Qinghe jumped from behind Harry without thinking. Because of the height difference, she stood on tiptoe, her two slender arms tightly wrapped around Harry's neck.

Her behavior was indeed beyond Harry's expectation. He directly hid the small piece of newspaper in the palm of his hand, and while holding the girl's wrist with one hand, he turned around quickly, causing the girl to slam into it unsuspectingly. into his arms.Harry picked her up in a hug.

The tip of her nose hit Harry's chest just now, her nose hurt a little and her mind was a little dizzy, so the sudden weightlessness made Qinghe cry out in surprise.

She didn't know where such strength came from his thin and thin body, and she couldn't help but sink into Harry's arms.

The girl struggled and kicked her legs indiscriminately, causing the fur slippers on her feet to fall off.

The black-haired girl's lack of cooperation made Harry's heart suddenly feel evil/fire. He carried her and took a few steps forward, and then threw her directly on the bed.

Taking advantage of this gap, Qinghe quickly sat up against the head of the bed.

Harry moved a little closer, knelt on one knee beside the bed, and leaned slightly: "Try to say it again?"

His voice was lowered, which was completely threatening, but to Qinghe, it sounded like bubble water bombs constantly booming in his ears.

She cares more about—

The girl's eyes fell on Harry's chest, and his expensive high-tailored suit was stained by her this time.

There's half a blue-toned plum lipstick on it.

God knows—he's still wearing a light-colored suit today.

In order to prevent Harry from noticing that his suit had been contaminated, Qinghe hurriedly looked away and met his gaze again.

"Unless you return the things to me." Qinghe insisted on confronting him, she said this on purpose, but the strong sly smile gradually blurred at the corner of her mouth was not deceiving, and she was almost unable to hold back.God testifies, in fact, she really wanted to play a role that was threatened by him!

"I've seen it all." Although Harry kept his original posture unchanged, he also relaxed.

Yes, in fact, he is just a young man who was admitted to New York Imperial University not long ago.

"I don't care, I want it." The girl stretched out her hand, and Harry slapped her hand lightly in a very puzzled manner, causing her to shrink back, and gave him a hard look by the way.

The girl cleared her throat, ready to tell him the very unfortunate truth about the suit: "Harry, I accidentally—"

He looked at her.

"I accidentally got lipstick on your clothes... sorry."

Qinghe spoke in a sincere and sincere tone, with some vague grievances. In fact, what she had to say was not intentional in the first place——

Following her gaze, Harry looked down at his suit and suddenly smiled.

"Guess what I'm thinking right now?"

"what?"

"I was thinking, how can I give you the same revenge."

The brunette girl's face flushed red.

He moved closer, and sat on the edge of the bed instead, resting his hands on the girl's back, "Now you're making our relationship even more unclear..."

His equally beautiful lips opened and closed slightly, and his soft breath fell on the girl's cheek like a feather by chance, as if he was really stating a fact.

Qing He stared blankly at him, momentarily speechless.

Just then, the door suddenly opened.

They both looked at the door subconsciously at the same time.

The next second after seeing the person coming, Qinghe's mood, which had finally calmed down, picked up again.

What is this/his/mother/...the scene of the century-old snatching? !

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-11-2516:14:53~2020-11-2623:53:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Ning Jun 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!