Shen Chengjing is silly. Is this the unspoken rule in legend?

"Sorry, I refuse." She said in a deep voice. Her eyes were cold. She stepped forward and threw another dress on him.

Lin Hong didn't expect that she refused, especially the coldness between apricot eyes, which made him a Leng and scared by her momentum? How can it be? No woman has ever dared to say no in front of him.

"Ah, what are you doing?" Shen Chengjing was pushed aside by him. She was so scared that her face was livid and struggling. Her nails almost dug out his eyes.

"Damn it, Shen Chengjing, do you propose a toast instead of a penalty?" He dodged and scratched his face.

He threw it away, but Shen Chengjing fell to the ground. She was so scared that she got up, but he raised her foot and stepped on the back of her hand.

Lin Hong pulls it up and presses it aside. When Shen Chengjing is flustered, he picks up the props and throws them at his head.

"Bang." He was knocked out of his wits and took two steps back.

She hurriedly opened the door, ready to escape, but hit a wall of meat.

A strong hand steadied her body, and the unique breath of men came to her. Shen Chengjing frowned, looked up and bumped into a pair of deep black eyes, cold and bottomless.

"You? Ah She stepped back in horror.

How could it be him? A man who can't see the head but not the tail, or her husband in name, can't find any details, but come and go without a trace? Is she blinded?

"Bang." Lin Hong rushed forward, but he didn't know the current situation. He was thrown out and his head was broken.

"Do you know who I am? How dare you mind my business? "

"Your business?" Jing Yanchen's eyes flashed strangely. He raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer, "do you know what the consequences of touching her are?"

"Can't you still kill me?" Lin Hong's heart was cold and trembling.

Mo Yanchen disdained the hook lips, eyes full of sarcasm: "kill you? It's too cheap for you? "

"What do you want to do?" Lin Hong watched him on guard. He wanted to stand up, but his body was raised.

"What? You'll know in a moment. " He gave a grim smile.

He was as cold as he was. He was so powerful that he didn't dare to look directly at him. Lin Hong was so scared that his legs softened and he just peed in his pants.

"It's up to you." He said in a deep voice.

"Yes, it will satisfy you." Wu Hao said, carrying Lin Hong away.

In the rehearsal room, only she and he were left, and the atmosphere was a little strange.

"Cough." She coughed unnaturally.

Mo Yanchen stepped forward, took off his coat and put it on her: "I really want to film?"

"Well." She bowed her head unnaturally, depressed in her heart, and summoned up the courage to ask, "who are you?"

She knew nothing about her depression, traces on the road last night, and his sudden disappearance, including his details.

"Mo Yanchen, it's on the marriage certificate." He introduced himself and kindly reminded me.

“……”

"Are you shy?" He picked Ying Mei lightly and stared at her with deep cold eyes. The magnetic voice rang out: "Shen Chengjing, are you brave? How dare you come here alone with others? "

"Who knew he was a pervert?"

"Damn it." Mo Yanchen suddenly held her hand and looked at the back of her red and swollen hand. His eyes burst out with a sense of killing.

"Well, what are you going to do?" She was picked up by him and strode away.

"Shut up." He snapped.

She struggled and suddenly shrunk her head in her coat, fearing that some classmates would see her outside.

The black coat is stained with his own smell. He clearly hates the smell of tobacco, but the light smell is very delicious. Shen Chengjing thinks.