"Okay, stop glaring, your eyes will fall out again." He let go of his hand, his fingertips brushed her lips intentionally or unintentionally. Xia Zuo's heart beat and he let go of his mouth.
He pressed down on her hat brim, "Don't forget the Dunlian Hotel at night, agent Muda and Miss Zuoyan."
"It's so disrespectful to know that I'm your agent!"
"When you get higher than me one day, then talk to me about human rights and respect." He smiled so frankly, his hands lazily inserted into his pocket and turned around and left, "By~"
"By bye bye bye bye, beg you!" Xia Zuo muttered as he straightened his hat.
＞＞＞ Let’s take Lord Zhang Nan’s confession~ I haven’t written this thing yet~＜＜
I am Nan Haoxiang.
I once thought that before the age of eighteen, there was only music and stage in my life. Then after the age of eighteen, I lost all my glory, officially took over the family business, and became a person with hundreds of millions of assets but was indifferent and ruthless.
I never thought I would have a heart-warming day, and that person was still a "boy"...
At first I didn't know that feeling was like. At first I saw that domineering figure, I felt a bit miserable. "He" was so arrogant, and liked to speak with his pointed chin, as if he would say a word more
It is a reward to people.
The first gift he gave me was a basin of cold water, which poured down on the cool morning and woke me up instantly.
He should have been furious, but he should have been so angry that he beat him down and threw him out... But for some reason, looking at his smiling and indifferent face, he couldn't say anything serious.
He ran to the bathroom to take a shower in depression. When he came out, he couldn't help but drool at his figure... Looking at his obscure gaze, he suddenly felt a sense of pride.
On the way to filming, the driver was driving skills were abnormal. The car tilted violently, and he couldn't control himself and pressed on "him". The first feeling was that "him" was really a little, a little, like a
He could hug his hands, and there was a panic that had not disappeared on his pretty little face. He couldn't help but get closer...
Hello, "he" is a boy.
I had to remind myself again and again.
Later, I met "his" cousin, who really looked almost exactly the same as him, and even his expression was so similar...
As if to make up for some regret, he was particularly concerned about his cousin. Gradually, when he saw her cousin waiting for him like a furry kitten, he felt indescribable pleasure...
Nan Haoxiang, are you really a fickle man?
When the spring heart blew, it seemed that it would never stop being controlled again.
I actually felt the new teacher...
I was also shocked at that time. Later, I slowly observed and found that the new teacher was "his" little wild cat cousin...
I like to tease her at school and give her little gifts. When I look at her blushing and at a loss, it seems that my right atrium is filled with something, full and warm.