Qi Moxuan, who has always been indifferent, couldn't help but soften the frost on his face, such a woman seemed to be born to stand in the limelight and make people crazy and scream.

As soon as his eyes touched away, Han Yao stepped down from the stage as usual, did not accept anyone's gift and talk, and walked off the stage with noble and elegant steps.

The moment the figure disappeared, Qi Moxuan's heart crossed a touch of loss, and he asked the person around him in a low voice, "Who is she?" ”

That person was still indulging in the singing voice that had been cold, but when he heard Qi Moxuan speak, he hurriedly adjusted his state, "That's our Lixing's top card, Miss Hanxiao, she first appeared on stage three years ago, and she has been completely popular since then, how many dignitaries and nobles think about her, but unfortunately Miss Hanxiao can't look down on any of them, it's okay to say it if she changes to another place, but no one dares to mess around here, even our boss has to be careful to provide for this aunt and grandmother, but it's a pity that Miss Hanxiao only takes the stage twice a month now." ”

The man said, with a look of pity, not to mention the people outside, even people like him who work here, it is rare to see Miss Hanyao.

Chilling.

Qi Moxuan silently recited this name in his heart, but he was also worthy of her, the peach was dying, and it was scorching.

Backstage, in the dressing room, Han Yao is unloading the makeup on her face and the jewelry on her body for herself, the room is empty, only Han Yao is alone, like her current status, naturally she doesn't have to crowd with other people.

Han Yao was taking the earrings on his ears for himself, but the mirror reflected a figure at the entrance behind him, and the movements of Han Yao's hands paused slightly, and he continued to move in his hands when he saw the person clearly.

When the visitor saw Han Yao, he found that he didn't speak, and sat on the stool next to him, his eyes wandering and obsessively looking at Han Yao.

"Why, our eldest son Lan is still not dead?" Han Yao put down the earrings in his hand, and scattered the long hair coiled on the back of his head, and the long hair that was almost waist-high fell like a waterfall, covering the scenery behind the reverie, and the shawl on his body had already been taken off by Hanyao.

Lan Wangcheng sighed a little disappointed, as soon as the fan in his hand was reconciled, he walked behind Han Yao, picked up a touch of long hair and sniffed lightly on the tip of his nose, the mirror in front of him clearly reflected Lan Wangcheng's obsessive look, a handsome face Even if he made such an outrageous action, he didn't see half a point of obscenity.

"Mr. Lan, this bad problem hasn't been changed?" Han Yao pulled back his long hair from Lan Wangcheng's hand, stood up and leaned his back against the dresser.

The fan in Lan Wangcheng's hand opened, put on a self-conscious and incomparably chic appearance, and threw his eyebrows at Han Yao, "I'm infatuated with our Han Da Beauty, but it's a pity that the beauty doesn't appreciate it." ”

After speaking, he put on a heartbroken look.

Han Yao chuckled, shook his head and didn't speak.

Huacheng is a well-known playboy, where there is a beauty, there is him, every time he pretends to be infatuated, and he doesn't know how many people he has coaxed, every time people are tempted, he immediately changes the target.

Three years ago, Han Yao was targeted by Lan Wangcheng for the first time in Lixing, and he was obsessed with it for three years, as long as Han Yao showed up in the past three years, he would definitely follow, the richest man in Huacheng in the Lan family, it was not difficult for Lan Wangcheng to come.

The first time Han Yao saw him, he knew that he was coming at his face, not a person, so he didn't give a response once in three years, but Lan Wangcheng never gave up, although his words were out of line, but he never did any forced behavior, and Han Yao followed him.

What's more important is that Lan Wangcheng, the second male protagonist of the original plot ceremony, finally carried the heroine Yue Shanshan to accept it, and willingly contributed his ...... to the great cause of the male and female protagonists Money.

Han Yao picked up the lady's cigarette he put in his bag, and just put it on his mouth, Lan Wangcheng handed over the fire with vision, watching from the side, the two were very close, Han Yao's eyes were half-squinted, and the white slender fingers clamped on the cigarette formed a strong contrast with the bright red lips.

The fire ignited, Han Yao took the cigarette from his mouth, and spit out a burst of smoke in his mouth and hit Lan Wangcheng's face, Lan Wangcheng's whole person froze in place, the hazy smoke ceremony, Han Yao's bright red lips were glowing with a little luster, people couldn't help but get closer, closer, and closer.

Even Lan Wangcheng, who was just fascinated by the beautiful and stunning face of the cold back at the beginning, had to admit that the woman in front of her had enough capital to make people crazy, and her beauty was not only lingering in the skin, but also from the charm of the bones, and every action was provocative.

Even if he has seen countless beauties, compared to them, he thinks that he will not be able to forget the person in front of him in his life, she is a goblin.

"What are you doing?" Qi Moxuan, who walked into the backstage, had some anger on his face, he didn't understand why, he just didn't want to see the picture in front of him.

Seeing that someone was coming, Lan Wangcheng also restored his image as a noble son.

Qi Moxuan, the new ruler of Huacheng, the father of the family has repeatedly told himself not to provoke him.

It's still a dark blue coat, the straight and slender figure is well backed, and the handsome facial features are cold without any emotion, but a trace of anger can still be perceived.

Angry? Why?

Thinking of the picture just now, Han Yao understood, it seems that his charm is quite great.

Han Yao glanced at Qi Moxuan with squinted eyes, turned his head and quietly smoked the cigarette in his hand, the entire dressing room was filled with cigarette smoke, Qi Moxuan frowned a little irritably, "Go out." ”

The words were said to Lan Wangcheng, but his eyes stayed on Han Yao, Lan Wangcheng glanced back at Han Yao, who was nothing, and still retreated very face-saving, Qi Moxuan is not a character he can provoke, not to mention, with his understanding of Han Yao in the past three years, he is not a person who is so easy to be taken advantage of.

The sound of the door closing, the room was a little silent for a while, Qi Moxuan walked over, snatched the cigarette that had not burned out in Han Yao's hand, and extinguished it, "Smoking is not good for your health." ”

Han Yao's hand froze in mid-air, "I didn't expect you to care about the affairs of a small citizen like me." ”

Qi Moxuan actually didn't know what was wrong, but she didn't like her doing this, obviously, she shouldn't be such a person, shouldn't she be such a person? So what's going to happen?

The more Qi Moxuan couldn't think about it, the more irritable he became, and he felt a little regretful for his impulsive behavior just now, "I'll go first." ”

"Wait," Han Yao picked up his handbag that he had put aside, "It's all here, how about sending me home with a face?" ”

Lixing officially opened at half past seven every day, and Han Yao appeared as the finale, and it was close to midnight after the performance, when the streets were long deserted and the shops were closed.

Whether it was out of selfishness or something else, Qi Moxuan agreed to Han Yao's request.

At the door, Qi Moxuan and Han Yao walked out together, Han Yao smiled and didn't know what he was talking about, and Qi Moxuan, who was less talkative, also responded with a few rare words, and the cold aura around him eased a lot.