Black fans and idols are married

633 Do I Know You 3
Everyone left the room one after another, but the actress took one more look at An Xiaxia, then smiled at her, and left immediately.

"Sit." Sheng Yize's cold voice sounded in the room.

"No... No need." An Xiaxia stammered, but Sheng Yize glanced at her, and quickly sat upright and pretended to be a good baby.

Sheng Yize asked leisurely, "Miss An is a reporter?"

Of course An Xiaxia couldn't admit it, otherwise the matter would be endless, she shook her head solemnly: "No, no, no, I'm just a waiter."

The implication: don't embarrass me, I am really innocent.

Sheng Yize sneered. His brows and eyes were deeper than when he was a teenager, and his aura was even colder. An Xiaxia could hardly stand it.

"Waiter?" Sheng Yize's voice was cold, and he glanced at her: "Prostitution? Prostitution?"

An Xiaxia's face turned red, how could he talk about her like that?
"You...don't talk nonsense! We're very serious here!" An Xiaxia explained with a red face, and suddenly thought that this clubhouse doesn't seem to have a very good reputation outside...

Cough, Sheng Yize must have misunderstood, right?
"Serious?" Sheng Yize smiled, and with a big hand, he tore off An Xiaxia's skirt directly, "Do you know why this skirt has a slit on the side? Because it's easy, easy, tear it off!"

An Xiaxia screamed, and was pressed down by him domineeringly, "Now, do you still think this place is serious?"

"Hmm...I..." An Xiaxia was about to cry, but was about to confess, when he forcefully opened his palm, and the black memory card lay in his white and tender palm, forming a stark contrast.

"Beauty tricks, lying... The means of expensive newspapers are really low-level..." Sheng Yize's poisonous tongue skills reappeared, An Xiaxia couldn't beat him, and confessed in dejection: "I'm sorry..."

I'm sorry again!
Did she think her sorry was great?

Sheng Yize's eyes were dark, and his voice was hoarse: "If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price. I'm sorry, but it's useful. Why do you need the police?"

"What do you want..." An Xiaxia asked weakly, "Well... can you get up and talk first?"

He kept the posture of pressing on her all the time, it was really hard not to think about it.

Not only did Sheng Yize not get up, but his big hands were still wandering around her body, "What conditions do you have to bargain with me? I want you to pay in the flesh, are you willing?"

An Xiaxia blushed: "Don't mess around! At least we got to know each other once. If you are angry, send me to the police station. What is this now?"

She didn't think that he had no more love for her, and his behavior now was more like a simple hooligan eating her tofu.

"Acquaintance?" Sheng Yize bit his words and asked calmly, "Do I know you?"

boom--

It was like a thunderbolt exploded in his head, An Xiaxia stared at him blankly, Sheng Yize's face was expressionless, he didn't seem to be lying.

"Don't you know me?" An Xiaxia asked foolishly, then came back to her senses and asked tentatively, "You don't remember me?"

Sheng Yize smiled: "Why should I remember?"

Did Sheng Yize lose his memory...?
An Xiaxia actually felt a little joy in his heart.

"It's fine if you don't remember..." She was obviously relieved, but those big warm hands tightened around her waist, and he cross-examined, "Does Miss An know me?"

An Xiaxia shook her head desperately: "I don't know, I don't know!"

The strength in the waist is even greater...

Hey, why does it feel like he... is getting angrier?
(End of this chapter)