Zhao Yan couldn't suppress her temper a little. This group of lunatics of the Jun family. When you do things, you really don't care what other people think.

She was really about to uncontrollably go up and beat the other party looking at her with a smile on her face.

"Miss Zhao may not know me very well yet. I'm a man with a lot more hobbies than my boring cousin. It just so happens that opening the door without a card is one of my hobbies. ”

Junjue looked at Zhao Yan, who was about to go crazy, and somewhat understood why his cousin looked at people so closely, and he liked them so much.

Men who have reached their status are accustomed to seeing all kinds of beautiful women. Those beauties are either overly submissive or too aggressive.

Zhao Yan is just right. She looked down on the wealth of their Jun family, but she would not deliberately make a chaste and martyrdom look. She found her niche.

"Mr. Junjue, the use of your hobby on me has seriously affected my life. So, can I ask you out now?"

She even came to the door with this guy, and suddenly participated in this show because she didn't want to ask anything clearly.

"How can that be done? Miss Zhao, I have some very private things that I haven't said yet. How can you leave now. ”

The Lord unbuttoned his black shirt, and the placket of his shirt was left open, revealing his excessively white chest.

At this time, he is undoubtedly a little tempting. Especially the little evil spirit in his lazy posture, the most thing is uncontrollable.

"Mr. Monarch, what do you mean by that?"

Zhao Yan looked away from the monarch's white flower. Yan Kong really can't hold it.

"I heard that you stabbed my cousin in the heart three years ago. I came to tell you today that if you want to kill our Jun family, you can't kill if you stab a knife in your heart. Gotta get here. ”

He pointed to the location of a black mole on his heart.

Zhao Yan half-squinted her eyes, as if she hadn't heard him speak: "Mr. Junjue seems to be reluctant to leave here." It's okay, I'm out. ”

She changed her shoes and walked towards the door, then turned around again: "Mr. Junjue, I don't want to spare you, don't look at me I gave Jun Yi a knife three years ago, I want him to die." I'm not afraid to tell him, not only do I not want him dead, I love him more than I can myself. So you still don't want to make a deal with your cousin from me. You're so capable of going head-to-head with your cousin. ”

The words fell, and she walked out.

Junjue slowly buttoned up his collar, chased after her, and pushed her back into the room: "Miss Zhao, it's boring to like people like my cousin. It's better for you to change someone to like it. Like me. ”

Zhao Yan's hands were itching, and so were her feet. But she couldn't make a move on him. Otherwise, the filming of the program in the past few days will be completely cold.

But...... can't do it, she also has a way to kill a perverted man who doesn't think about what others think.

"Mr. Junjue, I'm a man who chooses a man and never cares whether the other person is interesting or boring. I'm just going to be funny. What I care about is the other person's ability. ”

Junjue picked up a trace of Zhao Yan's hair, and was full of interest: "In terms of financial resources, I may not lose to my cousin." ”

"Hehehe...... I'm sorry, Mr. Gentleman, but I'm not just looking at the financial resources. I also fancy the man's own hardware. For example......"

Zhao Yan's gaze moved to the lower part of the man's waist and abdomen, and her eyes were contemptuous and cold: "Even if I want to change men, I won't fall in love with you." Mr. Junjue ......"