Chapter 3518 When I Become a Scumbag Actor (14)

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The two words fell coolly, with a chill, Liu Qiao frowned, staring at Ranbai with disdain.

But it never occurred to her that the girl moved directly in the next second!

The hem of the clothes almost brought out the wind, and he smashed the glass next to her hard on her body with no expression on his face!

With a scream, Liu Qiao was thrown directly over the shoulder, with one knee against Liu Qiao, pinning her to the ground, and looking down at her.

A series of movements flowed like flowing water, without any pause at all, with a bit of ruthlessness.

The light fell on her pupils, there was no warmth at all, but cold to the bone, and the corners of her lips were curved with a strange and full of evil.

she is laughing.

"Are you still slipping?"

The girl bent one knee against her and asked gently.

Liu Qiao's originally delicate face was almost distorted in pain, and her sharp and stiff chin almost deformed at this moment.

I'm afraid Liu Qiao never dreamed that Ranbai would dare to do it!

How dare you do it in front of Han Zhe!

The problem is that one second Ranbai was still crying and apologizing, and the next second she directly threw her over the shoulder? !

Shen Jiao is still in a daze until now, she has no idea what happened and how this happened.

What does this mean!

Rarely, Han Zhe was also startled for a moment, looking at the girl's crisp and agile skills, even with a cold ruthlessness.

He narrowed his eyes, which were a little dark.

I have been with Song Bai for so long, I just like that face, so I have a little more tolerance.

It was just for fun, and Han Zhe didn't care too much about Song Bai and others being unclear, because he was like this too.

But.

He never knew that a girl who was weak and innocent in front of everyone had such skills.

I don't know if I should say that this person can really pretend, or if he hides too deeply.

"Song Bai!" Liu Qiao's hideous face. I can't see the slightest sense of beauty at all, and even the voice has broken, "You let go!"

Her answer was a sneer.

"No one taught you, did you?" Ranbai patted her face with one hand, with a careless chill, she licked the corners of her lips, her voice was low and cold: "I allow you to fall I have something?"

Liu Qiao really felt that she was going crazy in pain, but Han Zhe didn't intend to stop this scene at all, as if he was really just a passing spectator.

Liu Qiao could only cry and explain.

Dyebai just got up.

Only a burst of applause suddenly sounded.

With a smile on the corner of Han Zhe's lips, he was very casual and didn't care about Liu Qiao at all, "Miss Song is really good at it."

"Excellent."

Dyeing the white face without changing color and heartbeat, he accepted the compliment calmly, without looking at Han Zhe, and didn't want to take anything, turned around and left.

"If Ms. Song is willing." Han Zhe looked at the girl's back like that, thoughtfully, and joked in a magnetic voice: "It's my honor to continue to live."

"I don't want to."

Ranbai didn't turn back, and walked out of the villa, only throwing three words to Han Zhe.

The man was not annoyed at all, the corners of his lips gradually curved, and he smiled speciously.

Liu Qiao cried and grabbed the corner of Han Zhe's clothes, and said pitifully, "Young Master Han..."

She thought she would be comforted gently by a man.

But who would have thought that the elegant and undisciplined man in front of him leaned over slowly, pinched a part of her chin, and uttered two words in a cold tone: "Trash."

Liu Qiao's face turned pale in an instant.

But in the next second, she saw the person in front of her smiling again, gently stroking her chin with her fingertips, and said lazily, with a charming tone, but it made people shudder: "Why are you still crying, it really makes my heart hurt."

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Cloudy and sunny.

Moody.

Liu Qiao's face turned even paler, she was frightened and frightened for a moment, she pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

Han Zhe lost interest in an instant.

His eyes were as deep as ink.

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I don't know when it snowed again outside, and the snowflakes fluttered one after another, and the road was covered with a thin layer of ice.

Ranbai put on a sweater hat for herself, half covered her eyebrows and eyes, took a taxi to find a hotel, and asked for the most expensive suite.

Feng Luo has been as quiet as a chicken.

Nothing bubbling until now.

It's quite difficult to say.

"Host."

Ranbai is taking the elevator: "Huh?" Ranbai is taking the elevator.

"...Your personality has collapsed."

"Oh." The elevator door opened, and Ran Bai walked out, completely uninterested in what Feng Luo said, very indifferent.

"Where's the white lotus we agreed upon?" Host, did you abandon it by the Seine River?

"I didn't agree." Ranbai walked deep into the corridor.

Feng Luo has nothing to say.

When Ranbai was crying and apologizing just now, she wanted to tear up the turntable, so why did she mention the character set?

Ah.

Her hotel room was on the top floor, and there were actually less than ten rooms on this floor.

Ran Bai found the corresponding house number, took a look at it, and swiped it with the room card.

The door of the opposite room was pushed open, and the fingers half-laid on the door were slender and cold, dark blue with clear veins, and the bone ring was cold, somewhat seductive for no reason.

The cuffs fit nicely.

The slender and tall shadow is half hidden, very oppressive.

Senbai felt the familiar breath, paused, glanced sideways, and stopped on those hands, and when he raised his eyes, he happened to meet the eyes of that person.

When I first came across that person's peach blossom eyes, the ancient well was calm, deep and peaceful.

Wen Haoqing probably didn't expect to meet Ranbai in this place. His eyes were warm and deep. After meeting Ranbai quietly for a second, he looked away indifferently and walked out, as if seeing a stranger. Attitude.

Dyebai thought,

What could be more coincidental than this.

This constitution bug is really useful.

Completely ignored, Ranbai didn't say hello or anything, and went straight into the room and closed the door.

The standard equipment of the presidential suite does not seem to be boasted by the hotel, it is really luxurious.

It is burning money.

Then Ranbai ordered takeaway in the presidential suite.

half an hour later,

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

It was just knocking on the door opposite her, dyed white expressionless, looking at the phone on the sofa.

The delivery boy stood outside and knocked on the door.

After a few seconds,

The door was suddenly opened.

The man stood there, neatly dressed, without a trace of inappropriateness, calm and elegant.

Wearing a black mask half-hidden his face, but still able to make people imagine his bone appearance from his noble and refined temperament, it is definitely not bad.

Caught off guard by such a scene, the takeaway boy was stunned, vaguely familiar, and there was an inexplicable pressure when facing a man. He felt that something was not good enough, and he couldn't help but wonder if there was any problem with his image. The takeaway was handed over, and he said nervously: "First, sir... this is your takeaway."

Wen Haoqing lowered her eyes and glanced, her voice was as deep and tender as a foreign song, adding a sense of distance: "I'm sorry, I didn't order it."

The takeaway boy was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked at the house number again, and then his face cracked.

Before he had time to apologize, the opposite door was opened directly.