How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2 The Great Shame!
Without the interference of outsiders, only she and this strange man were left in the huge space, and the extremely aggressive aura she felt just now increased a hundredfold.

Qing Xiaomo curled up at the head of the bed, anxiously watching his long legs step forward, approaching step by step.

A document was thrown at her feet: "You wrote this?"

The deep and magnetic voice is comparable to the sounds of nature, but also reveals a natural arrogance and coldness.

Like a vigilant and sensitive kitten, Qing Xiaomo leaned slightly to take the document over and quickly shrank back.

It was the finished draft that was handed over to teacher Tang Yun just last month. It took her a full year from conceiving the plot to completing the entire script.

She was shocked: "It... how did it get into your hands?"

"You wrote this?" The man asked again, with the same tone and expression, but the slightly darkened eyes silently indicated that he would not have the patience to ask a third time.

Qing Xiaomo swallowed her saliva: "It's me... so what?"

When Nuonuo said the first two words, she felt that she was acting a little cowardly, so she boldly added three more words, a little provocative.

The provocative man raised his eyebrows, stepped forward suddenly, knelt on the bed on one knee, and clasped her ankle with his big hand before she recovered.

With a slight effort, Qing Xiaomo was dragged from the bedside to her side screaming all the way.

At that moment, my brain was blank, I just instinctively raised my hand to protect my chest, closed my eyes and begged: "Don't force me..."

Don't use force on me?
The man's black eyes slowly let go of the bitter sarcasm, and he sneered: "I look so hungry?"

Qing Xiaomo: "..."

What a shame! !

If you don't like her, you can't look down on her, why should you be so mean?

The man supported her side with one hand, took the document over her head with the other hand, and patted her face: "Change all the content of the kiss scene and bed scene here."

Qing Xiaomo always felt that the matter of slapping her face with a document was a little insulting.

A little angry.

But obviously now is not a good time to maintain self-esteem.

She frowned, not very happy: "The biggest feature of this script is the interaction between the male and female protagonists. How to change it? Which TV series are you producing? If you don't like this script, just leave it alone, and I will vote for other producers." ……square……"

As he spoke, his voice gradually weakened, because he clearly felt that the temperature around his body was getting colder, and he was filled with a chilling aggressiveness.

"Change, huh?"

This time, the man only said two words, and his voice was even gentle.

It's just that the sharp corner of the document slid across her cheeks little by little, gently and slowly, with a few rounds of gentleness, as if it would destroy her little face without mercy at any time.

Qing Xiaomo froze, held her breath, and didn't dare to say another word.

(End of this chapter)