Sick girl Qin Shaoru is paranoid

Chapter 62
Song Mianmian:? ?
"No." She just wanted to refuse.

Qin Chen, "Hiss~ I suddenly feel the pain in the back of my head again." He crossed his arms and leaned lazily against the wall. There was a dark and inexplicable smile on his handsome face, making it difficult to see whether he was smiling or not. Sneering.

Song Mianmian wrinkled her small face, her big watery eyes were full of resistance.

Qin Chen was not in a hurry and just looked at her like that.

In the end, Song Mianmian compromised and changed.

When drying your hair.

The girl's serious and quiet appearance was reflected in the mirror, her fingertips were soft, like a kitten's paws gently tickling the top of her head.

Qin Chen put his arms around her waist, and his head was pressed against her body.

Song Mianmian was startled, the hair dryer in his hand almost fell and hit his head, "Qin Chen, what are you doing!"

Her voice was tinged with anger, and she pushed him a few times, but she didn't push him away, her little face turned red with anger.

"Blow your hair." The man's voice was lazy, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Song Mianmian was angry for several seconds before picking up the hair dryer and continuing to blow his hair patiently.

Soon, the hair is dry.

Song Mianmian pondered for a long time before speaking nervously, "Qin, Qin Chen, I'm done."

Qin Chen, "Yes."

"Do you remember what you said?" Song Mianmian's heart beat faster and she swallowed.

Qin Chen, "Say it."

Song Mianmian took a slight breath, and said slowly, "...I, can I not make movies?"

As soon as this word comes out.

Song Mianmian suddenly felt that the hand around her waist was a little stronger.

She trembled following his movements, and even held her breath.

Qin Chen let her go, narrowed his eyes, his fair and handsome face was covered with a layer of chill, he squeezed his fingertips, still let his bangs hang down, half covered his eyelids, his eyes were cold, " Not making a movie? Why?"

Song Mianmian frowned.

For a moment I didn't know how to speak.

Said someone molested her, and then she didn't know who it was?

With Qin Chen's suspicious personality, he might feel that she made up such lies to get rid of him and not want to hurt innocent people.

Song Mianmian pursed her lips, her delicate and clean face was perplexed and she didn't know how to speak.

"Huh?" Qin Chen raised his eyes to look at her, and the air pressure in his body dropped to the limit.

"Sorry, I don't want to make this movie." Song Mianmian lowered her head, like a child who did something wrong.

Suddenly, his jaw was pinched by long fingers, Qin Chen got up and looked down at her, his eyes were full of storms, "Do you not want to make a movie, or do you not want to be with me? Huh?"

"So, the reason why you're so flattering tonight is to get rid of this place, isn't it?"

Qin Chen's eyes were sharp, as if to spy on her thoughts.

Song Mianmian was stunned for a moment, her face was filled with guilt.

"No, I'm just afraid of recruiting gangsters." Song Mianmian stabilized her mind and fixed her eyes on Qin Chen, "Because I'm just a junior student at school, and I haven't even played tricks, so I acted as a junior when I first came up." I can't pick the female lead in the play, it's easy to recruit black people."

Qin Chen narrowed his eyes, as if trying to discern the truth of her words.

Song Mianmian continued to work hard, "I want to rely on my own efforts to take root step by step, otherwise I will not be able to bear this position and honor." Her eyes were clear and clear, emotional and serious.

Qin Chen looked into her eyes seriously.

Think carefully about her words.

indeed.

What the girl said was the truth, but he didn't think properly.

He let go of his fingers, and his voice was still cold, "Okay, I won't shoot if I don't."

"but--"

(End of this chapter)