Chapter 133

Han Che stopped and turned to look at her.

"Are you going back to the hotel?"

"Are you going back with me?" Han Che teases the way.

Although he could not understand the meaning of his words, Su Xiangwan still nodded: "en..."

This time it was Hanche's turn to be slightly Zheng. He looked up and down at Su Xiangwan again: "I don't like small chested ones."

Your uncle!

She is so small!

More than ten minutes later, Su Xiangwan sat in Hanche's car and went to the hotel together.

Because she hasn't been to the hotel since she started, she doesn't know the location of the hotel.

And the reason to go with Han Che is because I don't know if I will meet Mu Beiting.

If you really meet him, you will not be able to leave.

But think of these two days, she did not plan to return to the manor.

Otherwise, sooner or later, it will be eaten dry wipe clean.

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Su Xiangwan finally sat in Hanche's car and left the film and television city with him.

When the car drove out of the hotel, I used to look under the shade of a tree.

Sure enough, a black Rolls Royce was still there.

Su Xiangwan droops her eyes. It seems that he has come.

The remaining light of cold Che swept her one eye, light way: "mobile phone number gives me."

"Ah Yes Sue turned to the evening.

"Dance on Sunday." Cold Che light mouth.

Well

Su Xiangwan reluctantly gave him his mobile phone number, and then under someone's coercion, he had to save his number.

Han Che looked at her slowly input the remark of two words of cold Che, frowned.

One grabbed the phone from her hand.

"Hello Hanche, what are you doing

Cold Che did not make a sound, directly changed his remarks to Che.

Su left a few black lines on her head: "if you do this, I will be sprayed to death by your fans."

"It's OK. I have a lot of fans. You're the only one."

Su Xiangwan took a puff from the corner of his eyes, and always felt that Han Che was different from the previous life.

What about the original Chunliang?

Even in disguise.

Why does she feel like he doesn't even pretend now!

But she couldn't ask, who let it all be a matter of last life.

Han Che throws the mobile phone back to Su Xiangwan, then closes his eyes and sleeps. The agent has been driving and looks at Su Xiangwan from the rearview mirror from time to time.

More than ten minutes later, the car was parked in the hotel parking lot.

In order to avoid suspicion, Su Xiangwan and Hanche separate on the elevator.

After opening a new room, Su took a bath in the evening, looked at the strawberries on her chest, and couldn't help reddening her cheeks.

Taking a breath, she bent over the bed and took out her mobile phone to have a look.

After she sent that short message in the afternoon, Mu Beiting made two phone calls, and then there was no news.

She was hesitating whether to give him a reply message. After all, he is her nominal husband now.

What's more, although Mu Beiting seems to be very gentle to her all the time, she really dare not provoke him.

After thinking about it, Su Xiangwan still sent him a message near eight o'clock.

"Remember to have dinner and go to bed early."

Text messages just sent out, Mu Beiting's phone call came in.

Su Xiangwan bit his lip and frowned, not knowing whether to pick it up or not.

After all, the man was too deep and powerful, and she was afraid that she might miss her words.

Or, she thinks he should know.

Know he's just trying to avoid him.

Su Xiangwan was thinking wildly until the phone hung up.

She was relieved and a text message popped in.

"Call back."

A line of words without punctuation.

I don't know if he is angry or because he doesn't send text messages.

But Su Xiangwan inexplicably could imagine his cold face, thin lips and gloomy eyes.