Chapter 210

Just think, how can Qin Che misunderstand the beloved woman for the one-sided words of this kind of woman?

"Oh, Miss ANN, isn't she? I don't know what you said it for, but I advise you to stop! " Qin Che's eyes, as cold as a blade, stared at an Hua silently and said sarcastically.

"I......"

An Hua opens his mouth and finally reluctantly closes it, because Qin Che doesn't look at her at all, and leaves with his sleeves thrown away. Her face was red and white for a while because of the low mocking laughter around her. At last, she stomped and walked on the ten centimeter high-heeled shoes.

How about being laughed at? The heroine is her installation and painting, not this group of small supporting actors who can only talk secretly behind!

Qin Che walked out a short distance, and stopped at once. Unexpectedly, Su Kui was wearing a long white skirt, hiding behind the crowd, and happened to look at her with a smile. I don't know how long she watched behind her.

Qin Che's face suddenly sank. This woman, do you want to play with him?

He strode to sukui like the wind. Before sukui could stop smiling, he grabbed her slender wrist, pulled her out of the splendid hotel hall and walked to the elevator.

"Hey, Qin Che, what are you doing?!"

Qin Che sniffed his lips and said gloomily, "why? Do - you! "

"Qin and Qin Che, there's something to discuss. It's a feast for the killing!" Su Kui hurriedly followed her, almost tripping her in her long skirt. Seeing Qin Che's stride forward, she could not help but pucker up and say, "Qin Che, slow down! My feet hurt! "

"Well?" Still did not pay attention to her, but the pace slowed down obviously.

Su Kui was so pleased that he stopped slowly and grabbed Qin Che's big hand and said, "ah Che, let's go back first. If I'm not present at the green feast, I don't know what it would be like for those journalists..."

Before he finished speaking, he was so light that he was held up by Qin Che in the air. Su Kui hurriedly encircles Qin Che's neck and stares at him with beautiful eyes. "I'm serious. Don't take it seriously..."

Qin Che walked into the elevator and directly pressed the top floor. Then he finally looked down at her deeply, his voice was hoarse, "no one dares to gossip with me! What you are worried about now is what I will do to you tonight... "

Su Kui: "..."

Do you want to be so serious about that? Su Kui also blushed a little. He clenched Qin Che's collar with his fingertips and stammered, "what are you doing I'll tell you, don't mess with me... "

"Chaos?" Qin Che glanced at her coolly. "I hold my girlfriend and call for trouble?"

Su Kui's eyes flickered, and finally understood the reason why Qin Che was so abnormal. It turned out that the vinegar jar was overturned, and she was careful that her eyes were broken again. For the sake of the happiness of the meeting, she pleasantly smiles at Qin Che, approaches Qin Che's ear and asks Qu Baba, "then wait a little bit, I'm afraid of pain..."

A soft, waxy voice with hot air sprayed on his side face. Qin Che felt that his cheek was half numb, and a rush of heat surged up from his stomach, almost throwing sunflower down.

His big palm tightened Su Kui's slim waist. Through a thin layer of cloth, he could clearly feel the temperature of her body. The hot touch made his fingertips numb.