President Hunting Love is too fierce

Lan Shen forcefully lifted her chin, looked at the unconcealable paleness on her face, and felt an inexplicable joy in his heart.

In this way, she finally broke her cold mask, and she could no longer pretend that nothing had happened.

He hated the way she always avoided him.

"I'm not interested in her, but I am very interested in you. You should understand what I mean?"

He dropped the meaningless words, which made Bai Ling's face turn paler and her body stiffen even more. [

She grabbed her hand hard.

Staring at him with wide eyes.

I can't believe that Lan Shen actually asked her to do such a thing.

"How?" Lan Shen asked with a smile.

Bai Ling started embarrassedly: "No."

She never thought of having this kind of relationship with him, let alone now she wished she had nothing to do with him.

"It's a pity. I thought you would attach great importance to that friend. She sacrificed herself to save you, but you didn't want to." Lan Shen let go of her chin with a look of regret.

Then he walked away, as if he wanted to call someone.

When Bai Ling heard something wrong, she panicked and grabbed his sleeve.

"Lan Shen, what do you want to do, what do you mean?"

Lan Shen turned back and smiled lightly: "Although I'm not interested in her, I'm not used to losing money. Since it's a delivery woman, it doesn't matter if I let her spend the night with one of my subordinates. This is her own promise." , I never forced her."

Bai Ling turned pale with shock, her face became as white as paper, her fingers grabbed his sleeves and almost deformed her.

Yuan'er made such a promise because she wanted to save her.

How could she let her accompany a man for herself.

How could Lan Shen be so cruel!

How could you force her like this.

Her heart shrank into a ball, and she was in severe pain, her lips were as white as petals, but her eyes became sad and empty.

"I would like to accompany you for her."

The voice as light as mist floats in the air, so light that the voice of the soul can hardly be heard. [

Bai Ling let go of his sleeves and stood stiffly in front of him.

Her face was so white that there was no blood, and her beautiful eyes were empty and dead.

With trembling hands, he touched his clothes.

Shaking her fingers, she unbuttoned it tremblingly, then closed her eyes tightly, forcing herself not to be afraid or sad.

Bear all the fear of what's to come.

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