Han Yixing, we haven't seen each other for just a few days, and so many things have happened to you. Don't you take my words to heart at all?
Even though I knew there was danger, I still stayed with him.
He frowned and left through the side door. There was really no time, and Mo Ran had no patience to wait any longer, especially when someone from another organization also got involved.
"Where did you just go?"
After getting in the car, Meng Beichen asked pretending not to care, but his eyes were fixed on the corners of her lips. What did that obvious look mean? How could a person like him not see it? [
At this moment, the suppressed fire in my heart began to burst out.
"Ah, I'm going backstage to find Qiqi and the others." Han Yixing stared at the flowers in his arms in a daze, but didn't notice anything strange about him.
"Really? Xing'er, I don't like people lying to me."
He reached out and touched the corner of her lips, whispering, giving her a chance to explain, but he was already sure it was Gretchen. What did they do? Kiss?
She really dared to leave him for just a moment.
"Who lied to you? If you don't believe it, you can ask. Xia Tian never lies. If you don't believe it, just ask her!" Han Yixing looked away with a guilty conscience and did not dare to look at him.
What does he mean by that?
No one should see her and Gretsch in the prop room. She didn't want to mention that matter, she wanted it to be the end of their real relationship.
Meng Beichen sneered. She actually didn't intend to tell him the truth. The hand touching the corner of her lips lifted her chin. Her eyes were a little dodgey. It was obvious that she was a girl who couldn't lie.
"Xing'er, you will pay a price for lying. Do you know how I treat you?"
His tone was gentle, but the kiss he buried was as strong and rough as a storm.
Han Yixing was a little scared and guilty. Did he really see it? She could clearly feel his anger and did not resist him. She gently endured his rare rudeness and domineeringness.
When she reached out to hug him, he was obviously startled, and the kiss unconsciously became softer. The bouquet of flowers was squeezed between the two of them, in a state of ruin.
When he let her go, she shouted with pity: "It's all crushed."