Chapter 3507 When I Became a Scumbag After the Film King (3)

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She said yes.

Except for the one in the box, everyone's eyes fell on her.

In fact, no one took Song Bai seriously. After all, with their identities, there were countless women around them, and they were just teasing.

Song Bai herself is not a law-abiding master, this kind of thing should be very satisfactory for her.

The young master's smile deepened.

Han Zhe remained silent, watched the scene indifferently, put out the cigarette, and did not stop his actions with a bit of anger, just watching with cold eyes, raised eyebrows full of interest.

Only Liu Qiao's expression turned ugly.

In fact, they all felt that Song Bai would probably choose Han Zhe, after all, the previous relationship was there.

But the girl suddenly clicked her tongue, and the raised eyebrows destroyed the innocence, even with a bit of indescribable evil, it was a casual look that was not easy to provoke.

She straightened up and walked in one direction step by step.

Their eyes were on the girl, and they watched her walk towards that person.

The atmosphere seemed to be silent for an instant, there was a strange silence, and no one spoke.

no...

Song Bai actually wanted to touch that person?

court death?

No one expected that Song Bai could do such a thing.

Han Zhe stared for a moment, and suddenly felt a little funny.

How come I haven't seen you for a few days, but I vaguely seem to be a different person...

Was he really driven crazy by Wen Haoqing?

There was only the sound of footsteps in the box.

Ranbai finally stopped in front of the man, stood there, looked down at him, a beautiful figure enveloped the figure, covering the man with closed eyes.

The man looks young and gentle. Even with his eyes closed, he still feels oppressed. His whole body is meticulous and rigorous, which belongs to the elegance of aristocrats.

He also knew that someone was coming in front of him, so he opened his eyes lightly, and calmly glanced at the person in front of him.

He had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, narrow and long, and naturally affectionate, as beautiful as looking at flowers in a fog, but unfathomable.

It's a pity that the owner of these eyes is surprisingly indifferent, there is no warmth in the warmth, and there is an inaccessible sense of distance.

After Wen Haoqing glanced at the person in front of her lightly, her eyes didn't fluctuate in the slightest, and she retracted them indifferently, as if she had seen the air without pain or itching, and ignored her at all.

The young master watched the scene from the side,

His heart was beating. After all, it was a big adventure he proposed. If something really happened, he would be the first one to die.

Wen Haoqing's reaction was completely expected, how could such a gentle and indifferent person pay attention to Song Bai.

"Miss Song." The young master bit the bullet and called out: "You still..." Come back.

The big deal is that this big adventure is not going to happen.

If they got into trouble with Mr. Wen, none of them would be able to run away.

But in the next second——!

Ranbai suddenly made a move that was beyond everyone's expectations. The girl pulled the corners of her slender and beautiful lips indifferently, and directly placed one hand on Wen Haoqing's side condescendingly. Getting closer, it's like a sofa boom.

Then he stretched out his hand to pinch the man's perfectly lined jaw and raised his jaw slightly, forcing him to look up.

This momentary movement like flowing water directly pushed the box into another unprecedented atmosphere.

The dead silence can no longer be dead silent.

Liu Qiao's eyes widened in disbelief almost in shock, and inexplicable anger burned in her heart.

How dare Song Bai——!

how come? !

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The man didn't seem to think that she would dare to do this, and he was a little taken aback. When the eyes were lifted up, they were deep and indescribable indifference, which could not be melted by all kinds of affection. eyebrows.

Because the lower jaw is raised, the movement of looking up slightly, the line of the neck is beautiful, the arc of the Adam's apple is exquisite and sexy, and there is bewitchment in the abstinence.

In the dim light, the shirt was clean and white, buttoned to the top, the neckline was snug, the black tie was straight, and a silver and white collar pin was pinned on top, reflecting a cold and lustrous luster.

Can't fault the elegance.

The girl thumped Mr. Wen on the sofa, and even raised his chin, her movements were inexplicably cold and reserved.

This picture is called the ultimate explosion.

Ranbai is playing by surprise, if Wen Haoqing reacts, let alone kissing, getting close will be a problem.

So at the moment when the man was dazed, she lightly brushed his fair side face with soft lips, then straightened up, and looked at the young master calmly: "Is this considered a kiss? I didn't say that I must kiss." .”

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The young master was dumbfounded.

If he was talking about kissing, could it be that Song Bai really wanted to forcefully kiss Young Master Wen directly? ?

Song Bai is crazy! !

No one in the box dared to speak.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze at that moment.

"Miss Song."

The gentle and plain whisper overflowed his lips and teeth, as if he was chewing something, his voice was devoid of any emotion, and the timbre was always magnetic and pleasant, lingering to the bone.

It became the only voice in the box.

A certain feeling left on the side face was extremely strange and slightly soft.

Wen Haoqing smiled suddenly, Mr. Pianpian was so clear and unparalleled that he could be painted, but there was a silent sense of oppression in his smile, and his usual gentleness made people feel intimidated.

He lowered his eyes, the arc of his eyelashes was long and slender, and he wiped his face with a handkerchief in a slow and steady movement, showing a bit of carefulness and dignity.

When you look down, you look cold,

Like some kind of clean freak boredom.

Ranbai watched his movements.

"Self-respect." Wen Haoqing looked at her quietly, her smile gradually subsided, and she uttered two words in a calm, unspeakable coldness, her tone was not serious, as gentle and indifferent as always, but with a sense of distance.

The voice fell, without any warmth.

He straightened up, with a tall and clear figure, and casually threw away the handkerchief that had been wiped off his side face, with an understatement as if throwing away dirty garbage, and then walked sideways, with unhurried steps and an elegant back.

Before Ranbai said anything, she grabbed Wen Haoqing's sleeve.

The corners of the eyes feel moist to the touch.

The girl tightly grasped the man's snow-white sleeve, her knuckles were so hard that they turned white, she looked up at him, there seemed to be tears in her eyes, her complexion was also pale, pitiful, as if she had suffered some great grievance , even his voice was trembling: "Do you think I'm dirty?"

Ranbai himself: "???"

what happened?

Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, shut up! !

Save me save me save me save me!

I don't know where it directly touched the body of the white lotus, and the body cried without saying anything, without even saying hello.

And what are they talking about.

This kind of operation seems to be dancing on the white nerve.

The man whose sleeves were pulled was indifferent and gentle, and he looked at the girl casually with empty eyes, as if looking at the dust in the air, reflecting the pitiful appearance of the girl's red eyes. : "Sorry, it has nothing to do with me."