Chapter 3519 When I Become a Scumbag Actor (15)

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"mine."

The word Leng Leng fell down.

The girl leaned on the edge of the door with one hand, staring at the delivery guy.

The takeaway boy was really embarrassed, and apologized again and again: "Sorry, sorry, I misread the house number, I'm really sorry."

He apologized while handing the takeaway to Ranbai.

"It's okay." Ranbai's reaction was quite light, and he took the takeaway and put it casually on the cabinet at the door of the room.

After the delivery guy left,

There were only the two of them left in the corridor.

Ranbai just wanted to go back to the room, but suddenly heard that person's gentle voice.

"Miss Song." He was thoughtful, elegant and gentle as always, and asked her, "Is it interesting?"

Ranbai turned around and looked at Wen Haoqing.

He had a good-boned appearance and was naturally gentle. He was a gentleman hidden in the mountains and forests.

In this era of impetuousness and rapid development, it is rare for young people to be neither arrogant nor impetuous, deep and introverted, gentle and elegant, as if fused into his bones.

"Mr. Wen thinks I did it on purpose?" Ranbai looked at him.

The man's face was always calm, and his eyes were clearly filled with love, always revealing indifference and deep meaning, his eyes also outlined a bit of heartlessness and ungrateful heart, his tone sounded very patient, perfect like a gentleman, but But the words were a little ruthless: "Miss Song should understand that I don't believe in coincidences."

"Mr. Wen." Ranbai smiled, partly true and partly fake, and his tone sounded a bit cold: "I admit that I do have some intentions for you, but I'm not so bored."

"It's best to be like this." Wen Haoqing remained calm and spoke peacefully, but unfortunately he couldn't hear the slightest apology from his tone: "I'm sorry if I offended Ms. Song just now."

The meaning of the girl's voice was unclear: "Does Mr. Wen know what is intentional?"

She slammed into the man's eyes, as if intertwined with the indifference of always being superior, through these eyes, it is easy to see the coldness and frivolity of the rainy night scene in memory.

Then in the next second, he suddenly approached, pressed the man's cold and thin wrist with one hand, pushed him directly to the room behind him, and slammed the door behind him, making a "pop" sound, blocking the light in the corridor, Pushing the actor against the wall next to him, the movement was so fast that it took only a few moments.

The distance between the two is so close that even the sound of their breathing is entangled. Such movements are faintly vague.

"That's called deliberate." Ranbai pressed Wen Haoqing against the wall, smiling arrogantly, with coquettish eyes, and whispered in his ear, and took a breath, which looked like a kiss from a distance, with a wild and thorny tone.

Wen Haoqing slammed her back against the wall,

The girl's temperature came straight through, the unprecedented close distance, the posture was inappropriate and ambiguous, such abrupt and ambiguous movements on his body did not damage the gentleness of his body, his eyes were half-covered, dim and unclear.

With his thin eyelids half down, the film king quietly glanced at the girl in front of him, slowly clasped her wrist, and pushed her away with no effort, then condescendingly pressed the girl to the side On the wall, slender shadows covered, and a cool and seductive light fragrance lingered.

He blocked the light, his long eyelashes were half drooping, and his eyes were as dark as ink, with an inexplicable sense of danger.

"Late at night, in a hotel, or in a suite..." Wen Haoqing opened her thin lips lightly, her voice was naturally affectionate and deep, almost immersed in the bottom of people's hearts, bewitching and extremely gentle: "Miss Song is so relieved to be with a man in such a posture room."

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His slender figure pressed her with almost no distance, and the hot breath was tightly separated from the thin shirt material.

When Ranbai raised his eyes a little, he could see the star's snow-white and stern neckline. The buttons covered the collarbone meticulously.

The light in the room is dim, adding to the attractiveness of the blurred atmosphere.

Wen Haoqing smiled lightly, but there were not many waves. No one knew what he was laughing at. For a person like him, the abyss is still, and the still water flows deep, making it impossible to guess or touch.

When the actor's ending sound faded away, he looked like he was intoxicated with sake. He gently raised the girl's chin with his fingertips, pinching her dyed white chin to force her to look up at him. His offensive and tough movements didn't seem too abrupt, but because of his calmness and indifference. Her demeanor was neutralized by three points, her gaze was gentle as if she was looking at an ignorant child, but her dark eyes were contradictory and showed strong aggression.

"Miss Song is not afraid of me doing something, or wants something to happen."

The voice that fell on her ears was as gentle and polite as a gentleman, and gradually disappeared between her lips and teeth.

"Mr. Wen said so." Ranbai could see the man's brows and eyes blurred by the light against the light, and the contour lines were more profound and elegant. She smiled indifferently, with the corners of her eyes curled up, like a man transformed into a human form in the mountains and forests The goblin said in a casual and reasonable tone: "It seems that sleeping with a film king is not a loss, right?"

Wen Haoqing lowered her eyes, her eyes were a little pale, she pinched her white chin with one hand, the skin touched by her fingertips was indescribably delicate and strange.

Trapped in front of the wall by the film king, she smiled speciously, without any panic, "However, fans say that Mr. is a gentleman, so how could he do such a thing."

But at this moment, the gentleman-like senior film king pressed her against the wall.

Even so, the gentleman's brows are still calm and indifferent, he is well-dressed, elegant and restrained.

"Of course I am very relieved of Mr. Wen." Ranbai said as he stretched out his hand to grab Wen Haoqing's Lengbai wrist, put his fingers to his lips, and bit him lightly, leaving a slight bite. Bite marks, thinking of what the original owner had done, she calmly pushed Wen Haoqing away with a calm tone: "Your nobleman forgets things so much, it seems that you don't remember, this is the second time."

There was a momentary tingling at the fingertips, and the film king's attitude was gentle and calm, allowing her to move, Jingui withdrew his hand, and asked thoughtfully, "Really."

"It's just that I didn't get close to you last time." Ran Bai smiled.

This kind of thing happened too many times, Wen Haoqing never paid attention to it, and had no memory of what Ranbai said.

"Children are young and ignorant, understandable." The actor's tone was low and introverted, with an unhurried indifference, like some kind of connivance and etiquette. not interested.

Mood doesn't fluctuate.

"But..." He seemed to be thinking about something, brushed the corners of Ranbai's eyes with his fingertips, and looked at her. His eyes were naturally flirtatious and unaware, too quiet and elegant, but the words he said made Ranbai want to fight every minute , like a gentle tease: "Miss Song met today, why didn't you cry?"

The temperature of the fingertips of the other party was cold, but when they brushed the corners of the eyes, there was a slight itchiness, and the residual temperature was a little hot. I wanted someone to rub his hands, play with the cold and hard joints, and put them on the lips to bite the fingertips.