Chapter 22: Hobbies? Respect?

"Teach your sister! I don't live with him. I ......"

He always had a good temper and couldn't help but burst out at this time, he stretched out his hand to row through the many artists in the prosperous Huazhang, but found that they all consciously formed a team.

This time he picked a room, and he was simply defeated!

Seeing that Shen Yanhao's face was completely darkened, Ning Xue laughed directly. Pete's dead sissy is finally a little useful.

It's just that Sheng Hua didn't want to live in a room with her, which made her very unhappy, and she was not happy to hug him when she left.

Accustomed to her endless intimacy and enthusiasm, this suddenly cooled down, and he was a little uncomfortable. His eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Ning Xue's proud back, but there was a feeling that she was wagging her tail and desperately wanted to wait for him to go up to show her closeness.

From passionate to cold, it seems to be just a moment, but isn't this what he wants?

Lan Jirou said softly: "Mr. Sheng, if you have anything to prepare, you can tell me at any time." I hope your first cooperation with Xingxue Entertainment can end perfectly. ”

"What do you call me?"

Sheng Hua frowned, and his eyes instantly passed through coldness.

Does this woman know his identity? Who revealed it?

Lan Jirou was not afraid of his indifference, and said gently: "Mr. said that I look forward to the cooperation between the two families for a long time." ”

"So I also show respect for Mr. Sheng's hobby."

Hobby? Respect?

Sheng Hua's face was full of black lines. If it weren't for Shen Yanhao and Ning Xue, how could he make a wrong step.

He narrowed his eyes, and his tall body suddenly covered her, and the indifferent oppression was not weakened in the slightest because of his image as a women's clothing boss at this time.

Rao is Lan Jirou has a strong psychological quality, and he also subconsciously took a half step back.

"Mr. Sheng, please rest assured. As long as you don't do anything that harms Miss Ning and Xingxue Entertainment, Mr. will never interfere. Of course, if Mr. Sheng is interested in Miss Ning, I hope to make persistent efforts. ”

“……”

I had heard Ning Xue complain that the old man was bent on marrying her off, but she didn't expect to be like this.

Sheng Hua said coldly: "About my identity." ”

"Don't worry, I won't take the initiative to say it."

Lan Jirou, who came back to her senses, looked gentle, but he had seen her amorous appearance when she was in the Ning family. Won't take the initiative to say? Scold~

I have to say that Lan Jirou's words did make him a little shocked. Shen Yanhao is right, this place really can't stay for long. He will have to be more cautious in his future actions.

That night, the artists and staff of both sides checked into the arranged rooms. In the room, Sheng Hua did not fall asleep. He took out the work of "Bloodstained Storm" and continued to figure it out.

In fact, he has watched this work no less than three times, and it stands to reason that he already knows and is familiar with the plot in it. But this time, he found that he was so distracted that he couldn't look into it.

Sheng Hua half leaned on the head of the bed, but his thoughts didn't know where to go.

Ning Xue, that woman is really angry?

I feel that I am not in the right position, and I am determined to share a room with her, so I am not happy?

From the time the room was settled until now, the woman did not say a word to him, nor did she pay any more attention to her, although her face was still as arrogant as ever, but she could feel that she was indeed angry.

How terrible it is for a woman to get angry, Sheng Hua understands it very well. Is it refundable or not? His bony fingers tapped rhythmically on the book, silent and calm.

"Zi Ya Ya ~"

"Zi Ya Zi Ya ~"

Depend on! The dead woman dared to lock the door.

She waited in the room, just waiting for Shenghua's girl to come over and admit her mistake, who knew that it would be twelve o'clock in the middle of the night and there would be no sound at all.

When did she Ning Xue still suffer from such anger? Immediately slipped to Sheng Hua's room. Knowing that this girl may still be sleeping soundly, she secretly opened the door with the key without thinking about it.

However, the key is in hand, but the door cannot be opened. Anti-locked?

"Damn!"

In the room, the corners of Sheng Hua's mouth overflowed with a chuckle, turned off the light, and slept.

"Fuck your sister!"

Ning Xue kicked the door angrily, and then leaned against the door and quietly listened to the movement inside.

Didn't say anything? Did you really sleep? This pig!

Ning Xue secretly gritted her teeth, and kicked the door several times angrily, until she woke up Lan Jirou on the other side.

"Cher, you're ......"

"Is your name Cher?"

Ning Xue squinted away, and saw that she was wearing silk pajamas to outline her figure perfectly, and her lazy hair hanging down showed a bit of charm to the bones.

"It's a good junior, you have to rush to me to find trouble. Lan Jirou, don't pretend. Most of the artists here are your rivals, what? It's cool to watch every day? ”

I've seen someone looking for abuse, but I've never seen someone looking for abuse like this.

has been by the old man's side for many years, and Ning Xue really can't see whether she loves the old man or not. Say love, but let him play the flowers unruly. Say you don't love it, but you follow everything without complaint.

She Ning Xue despises such a woman the most.