Chapter Ninety-Five: I Want to Make a Deal with You
I don't know if I don't check, but after checking, Xue Li knows why Duan Chen hates Wu Nianci so much.
Duan Chen's eyes tightened, and his voice was a little low, "What did you find?" ”
"I found everything that should be found and what shouldn't be found, what should I do?"
Shirley slowly approached Duan Chen's side and leaned on the man's body bewitchingly.
Shirley's eyes were extremely charming, and her fair hands slowly brushed Duan Chen's cheeks, and she blew gently at the man.
Duan Chen's eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and his lips slowly slid to the woman's ears.
"You're threatening me now?" Duan Chen's tone was unusually soft, with a hint of seduction, and Shirley smiled even more delicately.
"Duan Chen, don't say that the threat is so ugly, I just want to make a deal with you."
"Deal?" Duan Chen's tone was light, and his eyes were full of playfulness, but he didn't expect that the woman in front of him would actually fight back against him.
"Yes, what do you think, I don't know anything about what you give me?" Shirley looked at Duan Chen ambiguously.
Duan Chen's smile was even stronger, but there was only indifference in his eyes, and his big hand slowly stroked Shirley's fair and smooth face.
"But I don't want to trade with you at all!" Without any hesitation, Duan Chen blocked all the retreats, and his tone was resolute and indifferent.
Shirley's originally soft body froze suddenly, but she reacted quickly, got up bewitchingly, and slowly poured herself a glass of red wine.
"I'm afraid, now you can't trade if you don't want to." Shirley slowly sat down on Duan Chen's lap, raised her lips slightly, and covered the man's slightly cool thin lips.
At the end of the kiss, Duan Chen licked his lips, and at this time, Tang Yanran's aggrieved face appeared in the man's mind.
"Duan Chen, you really hate it." Shirley leaned seuphorously in the man's arms.
The interest in his eyes disappeared, and Duan Chen began to gradually become impatient, pushing away the woman who had been leaning in his arms, and stood up to hold his wine glass.
"Don't tell me you really want to make a deal with me." Duan Chen walked to the wide floor-to-ceiling window of the room, his eyes staring at the endless traffic on the road for a moment.
Shirley tidied up her clothes and looked at Duan Chen's tall back fearlessly, "I, Shirley, never joke!" ”
"You have a lot of chips?" Duan Chen turned his head senselessly, not caring what Shirley was talking about.
Shirley slightly hooked the corners of her lips, and walked to Duan Chen's side bewitchingly, "I'm very sufficient, it just depends on how you decide." ”
Duan Chen's eyes suddenly tightened, the red wine glass in his hand fell to the ground, and the red liquid fell to the ground along the broken glass, and the whole room began to slowly emit a faint aroma of wine.
With a force, Duan Chen grabbed Shirley's neck mercilessly, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.
Shirley was startled by Duan Chen's movements, and kept struggling, "Let go of me!" Let go! ”
"You should know that the most hated thing in my life is being threatened! And what you're doing now is what I hate the most! The hand that held Shirley gradually tightened, without a trace of pity.
"I advise you to be smart and don't do things that you regret!"
Shirley's face flushed from the difficulty of breathing, and for the first time, she felt that she was so close to death, and Shirley could clearly feel the dangerous aura emanating from Duan Chen's body.
"Let go of me! I'm about to be strangled to death by you! All Shirley could do at this time was to keep struggling, only hoping that the man would be merciful, tears gradually overflowed her eyes due to the blockage of the airway, and her vision began to slowly become blurred.
Duan Chen chuckled, let go of his hand holding Shirley's neck, and threw her to the floor with a fierce force.
Shirley exclaimed, sat up from the floor in pain, rubbed her fallen shoulder, and she suddenly had a feeling that she had finally come back to life.
Duan Chen squatted down and pinched Shirley's still tearful cheek with his hand, his tone was extremely fierce, "Tell me!" Do you want to make a deal with me? Do you still want to threaten me? ”
Shirley's eyes were full of fear, and she shook her head desperately, she still underestimated the ruthlessness of men.