Chapter 3503

She said yes.

Everyone's eyes fell on her except that one in the box.

In fact, no one paid attention to song Bai. After all, there are countless women around them, just teasing.

Song Bai is not a self disciplined master. This kind of thing should be very satisfactory for her.

The young master smiled deeper and deeper.

Han zhe didn't say a word. He looked at the scene and snuffed out the smoke. His action was a little ruffian and didn't stop it. He just looked on coldly, and his eyebrows were full of interest.

Only Liu Qiao's face was ugly.

In fact, they all think that song Bai is likely to choose Han Zhe. After all, the previous relationship is there.

But the girl suddenly Tut, the raised eyebrows and eyes destroyed the purity, even with an unspeakable evil meaning, which looked very difficult to provoke.

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

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

The atmosphere seemed to be silent for an instant. There was a strange silence. No one spoke.

No

Song Bai wants to touch that man?

court death?

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

Han Zhe's eyes coagulated for a moment and suddenly felt a little funny.

I haven't seen you for a few days, but I vaguely seem to have changed a person

Are you really crazy stimulated by Wen Haoqing?

There was only the sound of footsteps in the box.

Dyed white finally stopped in front of the man, stood there, looked down at him, and a beautiful figure fell from the cage, covering the closed person.

The man looks young and gentle. Even with his eyes closed, he still feels the pressure on his face. He is meticulous and rigorous all over, belonging to the elegance of the aristocracy.

He also knew that someone came in front of him. He opened his eyes lightly and looked at the person in front of him calmly.

He gave birth to a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, long and narrow eyes, naturally affectionate, as beautiful as seeing flowers in the fog, but unfathomable.

It's a pity that the owner of these eyes is strangely indifferent. There is no trace of temperature and a sense of distance that is difficult to approach.

After Wen Haoqing glanced at the person in front of her, her eyes didn't have any waves, and she didn't feel interested. It was as if she had seen the air and didn't care about her at all.

The young master was watching such a scene and his heart was jumping. After all, it was a great adventure he put forward. If something really happened, he would be the first to die.

Wen Haoqing's reaction was completely expected. How could a gentle and indifferent person pay attention to song Bai.

"Miss Song." the young master shouted, "you'd better..." come back.

It's a big deal. If you don't take this big adventure, it won't work.

If you mess with Mr. Wen, none of them can run away.

But in the next second -!

Ranbai suddenly made a move beyond everyone's expectation. The girl pulled off her thin and beautiful lips and directly supported Wen Haoqing's side with one hand from a commanding position. The action was simple and direct. The distance was close in an instant, like a sofa Dong.

Then he stretched out his hand and pinched the man. The perfect line was gently provoked by his jaw, forcing him to look up.

At this moment, the action of flowing water directly pushed the box to another unprecedented atmosphere.

The dead can no longer be silent.

Liu Qiao was almost shocked, her eyes widened, unbelievable, and inexplicable anger burned in her heart.

Song Bai dared --!

How?!

The man didn't seem to think she dared to do so. He was a little stunned. When his eyes were raised, his pupils were deep and inexplicable indifference. Thousands of feelings could not melt the cold, reflecting the dyed white eyebrows and eyes.

Because the lower jaw is provoked and the eyes are raised slightly, the line of the neck is very good-looking, the radian of the Adam's apple is delicate and sexy, and there is bewitching in abstinence.

In the dim light, the shirt is clean and snow-white, the button is buttoned to the top, the neckline is appropriate, the black tie is straight, and a silver and white-collar needle is pinned above, reflecting the cold and glittering luster.

The elegance of not picking out any mistakes.

The girl knocked Mr. Wen on the sofa and provoked people's chin. Her action was inexplicably cold and resistant.

This picture can be called the ultimate explosion.

Ranbai is just playing by surprise. If Wen Haoqing reacts, let alone kiss, it's a problem to get close.

So at the moment when the man was stunned, she wiped his white side face lightly with her soft lips, then straightened up and looked at the young master calmly: "is this a kiss? I didn't say I must kiss."

“……”

The young master was stunned.

If he said kissing, would song Bai really want to kiss childe Wen directly??

Song Bai is crazy!!

No one in the box dared to speak.

The atmosphere seemed to solidify at that moment.

"Miss Song."

The gentle and bland whisper overflows the lips and teeth, which seems to be chewing something. The sound line has no emotion, and the timbre is always magnetic, sweet and deep into the bone.

Became the only sound in the box.

The residual touch of the side face is extremely strange and slightly soft.

Wen Haoqing suddenly smiled. The elegant childe was clear and unparalleled. He could be painted. But there was a silent sense of oppression in his smile. His consistent gentleness also made people feel afraid.

He drooped his eyes, the radian of his eyelashes was slender, and his action was light, slow and steady. He wiped his face with a handkerchief, bringing out a bit of careful dignity.

He looked cold when he lowered his eyes,

Like some kind of cleanliness boredom.

Dyed white looked at his movements.

"Self respect." Wen Haoqing looked at her quietly, smiling inch by inch, slowly spitting out two words, speechless and cold, not heavy, as always gentle and indifferent, but with a sense of distance.

Voice down, no half temperature.

He straightened up, tall and clear, carelessly threw away the handkerchief that had wiped his side face, with an understatement attitude like throwing away dirty garbage, and then walked sideways, with a slow pace and elegant back.

Dye Bai didn't say anything, but she pulled Wen Haoqing's sleeve directly.

There is a moist touch in the corners of the eyes.

The girl tightly grasped a section of the man's snow-white sleeve, and her knuckles turned white. She looked up and looked at him. There seemed to be tears in her eyes, and her face was pale and pitiful. It seemed that she had been wronged by something. Even the voice line was trembling: "do you think I'm dirty?"

Ranbai himself: "??"

What happened?

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

Help me! Help me! Help me! Help me! Help me!

I don't know which point directly touched the white lotus constitution. Without saying a word, my body cried directly without even saying hello.

And what they're talking about.

This operation seems to jump on the dyed white nerve.

The man who was pulled up his sleeves looked cold and gentle. He looked at the girl with an understatement. His eyes were empty, just like looking at the dust in the air, reflecting the poor appearance of the girl's red eyes. The radian of his eyelashes was attractive, and his tone was alienated and elegant: "sorry, it has nothing to do with me."