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Chapter 858: Xishang Xia Huan Chapter 45 Xia Huan's face turned pale.

Xia Huan glared at him: "Then what do you want?"

The man raised his chin slightly and pointed to the leather sofa seat beside her: "Put your hands on your lap, sit here, for two hours, don't move, don't talk, look at me, and you can't blink more than five times a minute , I managed to do it, and I can shoot your "A Kiss in Midsummer" tomorrow."

It really is a beast, even the punishment request is such a beast! !
Xia Huan gritted her teeth angrily: "I still have a lot of work to do tomorrow, you wasted two hours of me, I..."

"Don't want to waste two hours? That's fine, you can go back now, and no one will come to you after sleeping until the day after tomorrow."

The vile and shameless bitch! ! !

Xia Huan sat down in the seat and glared at him angrily.

Staring and staring, he was depressed and found that this guy was still handsome, and he was angry with both people and gods!But she is also a member of the Appearance Association, so she gritted her teeth in hatred for him and silently sighed that she was so fucking handsome.

Once such a good-looking man concentrates on his work, he will always be extraordinarily distracting.

So the hatred for him gradually became a little distracted.

Tsk, the eyelashes are really long.

Tsk tsk, the bridge of the nose is so straight, can't it be that you have had surgery secretly?
Tsk tsk tsk, lips are so thin, I heard that men with thin lips are naturally fickle, it seems to be true.

Tsk tsk tsk tsk, this collarbone is so sexy, I don't know what it feels like to touch it...

"Why are you blushing?" Amidst the sound of flipping the paper, the man suddenly threw out a sentence without warning.

Xia Huan was startled, almost choking on his own saliva, and subconsciously retorted: "You, you, you are blushing! You, you, your whole family are blushing!"

The man raised his eyelashes, his eyes were dark and unpredictable: "Wipe your drool first."

"..."

Xia Huan lowered her head and silently lifted her sleeves to wipe the corners of her mouth.

"Didn't you say you don't like me anymore? You still stare at me like this if you don't like me?"

A large shadow suddenly fell down with the man's calm and sexy voice, Xia Huan raised her head subconsciously, but her lips brushed against the man's.

It was like being struck by a bolt of lightning!
transfixed! ! ! !
squeak-

The leather seat under him couldn't bear the heavier and heavier force pressed down by the man, and he protested dissatisfiedly.

Xia Huan's first reaction when she recovered was that it was over.

Leaving aside whether the heroine's seat in "One Mouth in Midsummer" can be kept, whether or not she can keep her life tonight is a question.

Seeing the man's eyes getting darker, she hastily raised her hand to press his shoulder, and explained in a panic: "Calm down, this is purely an accident, an accident! I'll wipe it for you, wipe... just wipe it."

As he said that, he struggled to break free from his arms and seat, and when he took out the wet towel and turned around, the man had already stood up straight, standing there tall and gloomy, staring at her.

Xia Huan raised her toes and carefully moved the wet towel towards her. Before she touched it, her wrist was clasped tightly by a strong force.

With five fingers gathered together, the force seemed to crush her every minute.

Xia Huan's face turned pale.

She knew that in his heart, she was no different from that little sweetie from Xihe. Back then, he didn't even bother to share a dining table with that little sweetie, but now her noble lips were desecrated by her...

He wouldn't strangle her to death in a moment of anger, right?
Just as he was hesitating whether to call Xihe over for help, he was thrown away the next moment.

"Get out." The voice was so calm that it was almost terrifying.

(End of this chapter)