Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 119 Secretary, she is a green tea cutie (12)

At this moment, Bei'er was held in his arms, lying on his chest.

His ears were full of insulting words.

The ecstatic peach blossom eyes instantly became icy cold, but it disappeared soon.

Immediately, a charming smile bloomed on his face, and he raised his head affectionately to meet his narrow and long eyes.

Slowly stretched out her slender arms and climbed up Xiao Yan's neck.

She said in a soft and seductive voice, "Mr. Xiao, if I understand correctly, what do you mean, you want me to be your underground lover?"

The fingertips of one hand kept drawing circles provocatively on his chest.

Xiao Yan lowered his eyes and looked at those charming peach blossom eyes, and he could clearly see the affection in them.

But for some reason, I feel that this affection is fake, and it can't convey to the deepest part of his heart at all.

Hearing her words, he couldn't help but chuckled a few times in his heart, stretched out his slender fingers, deliberately raised her chin lightly, and observed her with scrutinizing eyes.

After a few seconds.

Xiao Yan said without any fluctuations in his tone, "As far as your appearance is concerned, you seem to be an underground lover, but you are not qualified at all!"

Bei'er was extremely upset, very uncomfortable, and wanted to give the man in front of him a hard beating right now.

Every word that comes out of his mouth is extremely hurtful.

These words can instantly arouse her anger.

Bei'er was extremely angry in her heart, but her small face had a wounded expression, she looked at Xiao Yan with red eyes, and asked in a nasal voice, "Ah Yan, am I that unbearable in your eyes?"

"If you really hate me, I'll quit my job as a secretary tomorrow, and I won't show up in front of you again, so as to save you from always insulting me with these hurtful words."

As she spoke, her tears flowed down her fair face and dripped directly onto Xiao Yan's wrist.

Xiao Yan looked at those crystal clear tears, falling drop by drop from her eye sockets, feeling extremely restless and agitated in her heart.

The arm holding her waist loosened.

He said in a cold voice with no expression on his face: "Do you think you can still influence me now?"

"Ayan..."

Xiao Yan's eyes were dim, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand to grab Bei'er's neck, "Don't call me by my name, why do you still call me?"

Bei'er felt the big palm on the neck tightening little by little, the air in the abdominal cavity was getting less and less, and the brain was rapidly deprived of oxygen.

She waved her arm in fear, and slapped his arm hard, hoping that he would let go, "cough... um... you let go... let go..."

Xiao Yan pinched her slender and fair neck with his palm, and slowly tightened it.

His eyes were full of hatred.

Why should she appear in front of him and try to disrupt his life again?
Is it that fun to provoke him?
When she left without a word, he searched for half a year and asked everyone who knew her. He even went to her hometown and asked her parents.

But no one knew her whereabouts, including his parents who only knew that she had gone abroad, not which country it was.

later.

A girl student from the drama club told him why she left.

It turned out that this cruel woman pursued him because of the so-called bet, and she had no feelings.

It took him two years to relieve the feeling of being hurt, and gradually hid his hatred for this woman in the deepest part of his heart.

Noticing Bei'er's face gradually turning pale due to lack of oxygen, Xiao Yan let go of his hand, but still warned, "Don't try to provoke me, I will really kill you."

(End of this chapter)