The unscrupulous gaze is even hotter than Chi Guoguo's provocation in his words.

Bo Jinghan was unmoved, and looked up to meet those blue eyes.

"If there really is that day...... I'm waiting! ”

A faint smile, polite and even indifferent, revealing alienation that cannot be approached.

A pair of eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling, but they are shining with resolute and unruly brilliance.

The beauty is thrilling!

Stunned.

Ivan's eyes flashed slightly, and he met Bo Jinghan's eyes for a moment.

The corners of his mouth always pouted with a touch of elegance, slightly stained with evil: "Cynthia, I'd rather you slap me." Instead of looking at me so calmly, this gaze, this tone...... I hate it all of them! ”

"It's my pleasure to make you feel disgusted or disgusting."

Spit out the orchid.

The two were very close, and they could feel each other's subtle breaths clearly.

But Bo Jinghan didn't feel his heartbeat at all.

On the contrary, she was as calm as ever.

Even Ivan, a foreign count who made women scream and exuded a wicked and noble gentleman's temperament, stood right in front of him.

Even his touching English pronunciation is full of intoxicating charm.

But she remained unmoved.

And this feeling - all the time!

"That's what you think! So...... It's a shame, Cynthia, I'm going to disappoint you again. Because, I find that I'm more interested in you! ”

Before she could finish speaking, Ivan winked at her.

Then she straightened up, propped her palms down on the table, and sat down on her desk.

Then, he handed over the check in his hand: "For your sake, I gave you a discount." After the draw, there are still 90 million left! ”

"Thanks!"

Bo Jinghan reached out to pick it up, but he took it in his hand and shook it: "Alas! Cynthia, I have one more question for you before I give it to you. ”

Seeing her raise her eyebrows, Ivan squinted her eyes and waved her hand with a smile: "Don't worry, how did you get this money, I will never ask, after all...... This is the customer's **! ”

"If you have something to say, get out, I still have to work."

Bo Jinghan didn't believe it, this guy didn't know whose pocket she got this money from.

With a cold reply, she simply lowered her head and continued to look at the plan.

"Tsk, even the eviction order is so cute. Cynthia, I'm finished, you're poison to me! ”

The ambiguous words naturally came out of Ivan's mouth, and there was no embarrassment at all.

But seeing that Bo Jinghan was unmoved, Ivan couldn't help but chuckle.

After a pause, he suddenly spoke, and continued in a deep voice: "Do you know what it feels like to like someone and not be able to ask for it?" Cynthia, you should know better than anyone how I feel right now! ”

Draw a pen from the table.

Ivan deliberately brought the barrel of the pen to her lips, like an interview.

Bo Jinghan held the fingers of the pen and stiffened slightly.

The tip of the pen casts a small ink stain on the paper.

But she quickly restrained her feelings, raised her head, calmly pushed away the pen that was handed to her lips, looked at Ivan with an indifferent expression, and said word by word: "You want to know?" Okay, I'll sue you. The saying of literature and art is, 'The crowd is looking for him thousands of times, and when I look back, that person still disdains me', to put it bluntly - I can't ask for it! ”