Chapter 3525

Ranbai's thinking fell into some kind of confusion, her memory gradually returned, and she fell into a long crash.

"Wake up?" the film emperor's long eyelashes trembled. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were warm and soft, and his luster was deep. He didn't change his look in the face of such a scene, and naturally half hugged the girl's waist.

With affectionate eyebrows and eyes, knowing how to stay at home, without the usual sense of oppression, the beauty is lazy, and the voice is deep and pleasant: "will you sleep no more?"

"Do you think I can sleep?" ran Bai's expression is complex. Looking at the picture of the movie emperor, she is also thinking about how many fans will go crazy if the bed photo is circulated.

"Can't sleep?" Wen Haoqing looked at her with a smile. Her face was warm and handsome. Ru Yaping asked, "what about sleeping with me."

“……”

Wen Haoqing is crazy.

This is the conclusion of dyeing white.

What are these words.

"I feel it." ran Bai looks at the man. The snow-white soft quilt covers his shoulder. You can clearly see each other's collarbone. It's a close distance that many fans dream of. It's like playing light, cold white and attractive, and there are still kiss marks. Ran Bai says calmly: "I may not have the mind to sleep with you now."

ten minutes later,

They sat on the sofa.

Ranbai has to accept this incredible fact.

She really put Wen Haoqing to sleep!

Wen Haoqing is crazy.

She just said no!

Then she has a damn task to finish.

Can't calm down.

Destroy it. I'm tired.

Dyed white, I changed into a white shirt, which was a little broad, and the hem dropped down, which vaguely outlined the outline of the waist line. It was thin, the neck was an irrecoverable kiss mark, the red mark on the clavicle was faint, and the snow-white shirt was half hidden, but it was more attractive,

She hid herself on the sofa, turned on the TV at will, broadcast several stations with the remote control, couldn't watch any of them, and directly threw the remote control on the sofa.

When Wen Haoqing came out of the washroom, she saw a little girl nestled on the sofa, the radian of her chin against her knee. In fact, she was very thin, and her white shirt became more and more loose. Her body was covered with spots and red marks, like a cat. When she bowed her head in the morning sun, she exposed a part of her back neck. Her skin was delicate and snow-white, with strawberry marks left, People want to tear open that shirt and paint wantonly without knowing it.

Wen Haoqing said calmly, "let's talk."

The actor's reaction is natural and peaceful.

Like an elder at home.

Dyed white lost her voice and made a lazy sound. She glanced at the film emperor at will. The sun was just right and the light was sufficient. It fell on him loosely, as if the whole person was melted into the halo. It was gentle and elegant. A gentleman is unparalleled in the world.

It's all an illusion.

Tut.

"Just in time, I have something to talk to you about." anyway, she slept disorderly after drinking, and then she wanted to... Dye Bai was a little guilty, so she simply asked Wen Haoqing to say, "you first."

"Miss Song." Wen Haoqing sat quietly and elegantly. He couldn't see any looseness even at home. He looked at dye white quietly and smiled: "when are you going to be responsible?"

Dyed white: "??"

Seeing the girl's expression at a loss, Mr. film emperor narrowed his eyes, smiled, lowered his eyes and adjusted his cuffs. He was gentle and noble: "why, Miss Song wanted to go to me one by one last night. Did he lose his memory so soon?"

“……”

Seeing ranbai didn't speak, the man said gently, "shouldn't miss song be responsible for forcing me first?"

“？？？”

What kind of human confusion is this.

"... how did you mean to say that?" ranbai paused for a long time before asking such a sentence. The expression on his face almost said whether you want to be ashamed or not.

"May I remind you that Miss Song slept with me?" Wen Haoqing said flatly.

Who sleeps who.

This is different from what dye Bai imagined.

Old man hetui

Ranbai first asked tentatively, "what do you want me to do?"

Wen Haoqing was quiet for two seconds and thought deeply. Finally, he said gently and calmly, "take your HUKOU book and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

“？！”

"Get the license," said the film emperor.

“……”

It's impossible to get a license. What if she gets a license for her task.

No, the task can never fail.

"Senior." ranbai sighed and said thoughtfully, "I always think that only two people who really love each other can get this kind of life event. You see..."

She cleared her throat and even became you.

Wen Haoqing didn't speak. He listened to her with warm eyes.

"There's no feeling between us. It's just an accident." ran Bai smiled when he said, his face unchanged, his heart didn't jump, and he was serious and lazy: "what's more, this kind of thing suffers from my absence. Elder, you should think it hasn't happened. We can get together and relax. When we get out of this door, no one knows who, OK?"

After that, ranbai looks at the man opposite.

The film emperor's attitude is always peaceful, without any emotional fluctuations. In the bright and warm light of the afternoon, it looks like a static painting, gentle and deep.

He smiled low, calm and steady, and his voice was a little cold: "why did Miss Song turn her face and don't recognize people when she got out of bed?"

"..." she was wrong. She shouldn't have drunk last night. She should have never drunk.

Dyed white Yanyan drooped her eyes and pursed her lips. She was cold and impatient. She began to talk nonsense: "everyone is an adult. This kind of thing is also very normal. The rules should be understood by the elders."

"The child is young and knows a lot." Wen Haoqing glanced at the red mark on the girl's wrist. It was the mark pressed out of the tie last night. He was not in a hurry and his tone was dark and unclear: "so after talking so much, Miss Song wants to sleep in vain?"

"Is this cheating?"

I suspect you're making something out of nothing, hiding it, imagining it out of thin air, fabricating it out of thin air!

After dyeing baiton for a long time, she smiled. Her eyebrows and eyes were lazy and gorgeous. She stood up straight and approached the man. She supported Wen Haoqing with one hand. It didn't matter in a low voice: "tell me how much it was for a night, master."

"I'll pay." she whispered, as if she didn't pay attention to it at all. She was cold and impatient. She was completely different from last night: "after paying, we fell in love."

Settlement!

She's married!

The radian of Wen Haoqing's lip angle was unknowingly restrained until it disappeared completely.

Such an attitude and paying the bill with money are completely humiliating, not to mention on Wen Haoqing.

He is gentle and noble. No one has ever asked him that.

How much is it for one night.

When he is something.

He has always been rational and extremely self-control. There will never be any emotions he shouldn't have. No matter what, he can always disguise as a gentleman, elegant and polite.

It's just a little out of control now.

"Miss Song." he pushed her away and called this title in a alienated and indifferent tone, not affectionate enough, "I think you should know that from the beginning, you pestered me first."

She didn't want to, but when she came, the original owner finished everything.