The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

Chapter 623 The Young Marshal’s Ninth Wife (29)

Late at night, after coming out of Paramount, Sang Jian went directly to Huo Nanting's car door to wait.

Not long after, Huo Nanting also came out.

You know I'm here? Huo Nanting walked over and opened the door for Sang Jian.

As soon as I entered the backstage, the boss told me that you were here to hear me sing.

Sang Jian sat in the car and told the truth.

Huo Nanting sat next to her, curled his lips slightly, Are you happy to help you support the show?

Not very happy. Sang Jian glanced at him, If you really wanted to support the show, you should have gone on stage and announced to the world that I am your wife.

Huo Nanting leaned on the backrest, crossed his legs, and chuckled: Kid, being too greedy will only lead to faster death.

Lao Li in front had already started the car.

He ordered: Find a restaurant that's open. My little lady hasn't had dinner yet. Otherwise, we won't have to eat again when we go back.

Sang Jian: ???

Why does this sound weird to her?

Mr. Huo, do you still know that I am a child?

Huo Nanting turned his head and looked at her, What? Didn't you say it yourself last night?

Sang Jian: ... Unable to refute.

She snorted softly and changed the subject, Did Mr. Huo enjoy chatting with Miss Ye this afternoon?

See what he says!

Sang Jian still underestimated Huo Nanting's shamelessness.

Huo Nanting nodded and said, I'm very happy.

He lied without blushing or even hesitated for a second.

It actually left Sang Jian speechless.

Look, this man is so calm after killing someone, even though that person may not be dead.

But this attitude is inevitably a bit unkind!

Then what did you talk about? Sang Jian knew that neither of them had a chance to talk, but he just wanted to know what other lies Huo Nanting could make up.

Kid, the more you know about many things, the faster you will die. Do you really want to know?

Huo Nanting looked at Sang Jian with a half-smile.

Sang Jian looked at him, Mr. Huo, besides threatening me to die faster, is there anything else you can say?

Huo Nanting: ...

You might as well just kill me, so you don't have to keep threatening me.

Sang Jian leaned on the backrest, raised her white neck, and squinted at him.

That's what you said!

Huo Nanting leaned over and pinched her slender neck with his long slender hands.

At this moment, the two were so close that Sang Jian could feel Huo Nanting's breath on her face.

Huo Nanting stared at Sang Jian beneath him, that familiar yet childish face.

He has seen her many times. After all, the previous Ye Lian'er and the women he married all looked like this.

The only difference is that her facial features have not completely grown.

This face is very beautiful, even Huo Nanting thinks it looks good when he thinks about it occasionally.

Why do you think of it?

Because of these real people, he always felt that they were missing something, not as smart and beautiful as he imagined.

But Sang Jian was different.

He didn't know if it was because of her young age, but she looked very lively, which was more in line with his expectations than others.

Obviously these people all look similar, but Huo Nanting has a strange standard in his heart.

As long as it doesn't meet the standards in his heart, he really won't like it.

And most importantly, she was the first to escape from the people he sent out.

There is definitely a secret about this little girl.

Successfully caught his attention.

It's a pity that she is wearing this face.

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