In the well-lit living room, there is a large and comfortable brown-gray fabric sofa, and the man sitting there, familiar white shirt, black trousers, and jacket is casually thrown on another sofa.

He leaned lazily on the sofa, knocking on Erlang's leg, and a pair of arrogant cold eyes were looking at her.

The sharp deep eyes spread to this large room and rushed straight to the door, and a strong sense of oppression followed, Han Xu immediately felt like she was about to be crushed by the air, panicked, her pores were locked, and her feet were so heavy that she couldn't move and fixed at the door.

"If you don't come in, you want to escape?"

The indifferent voice made Han Xu creepy like the cold air in the room, and he looked back at Bai Jiyan outside, who was facing away from the door and didn't dare to look into the room, but he was also like a bodyguard guarding the door with no intention of leaving.

Knowing that she couldn't have any momentum in front of Song Xun, she just had to lose her own people, so why bother letting Bai Jiyan outside look at it, she had no choice but to move in and close the door with her backhand.

Song Xun's slender big hand slapped beside him, and Han Xu sat down obediently with a bitter face.

As soon as her ass was next to the sofa, her arms stretched out from her waist and suddenly tightened, so strong that she couldn't stabilize her upper body and fell into his arms.

"You're afraid of me?"

Han Xu instinctively shook his head, reacted and felt that it was inappropriate, nodded again, and immediately realized that this was not right, and then simply lowered his head and asked weakly: "Mr. Song, can you let me go first, so I am very uncomfortable......"

Song Xun's deep eyes examined her flushed cheeks, and then lowered her eyes expressionlessly, her thin lips blocked the small mouth she was talking about, and the domineering wanton swim from her lips to her chin, and then buried in her neck.

Song Xun's short hair was meticulously combed, and the fresh smell of shampoo faintly emanated, which drilled straight into her nose.

Han Xu hurriedly held his head with both hands: "Mr. Song, I have something to tell you!" ”

Song Xun let go of her unhappily, her handsome face was cold without a trace of temperature, she got up and walked to the desk inside, sat on the leather wide chair, and put her bipod on the desk: "Talk about conditions?" Come and talk! ”

Song Xun's prejudice against her was so deep that she couldn't bear it, and she hated the feeling of being treated like a chicken.

While thinking about staying away from him, I want to come to him for help.

Han Xu's chest was uncomfortable, he took a deep breath, and could only follow along.

Standing motionless through the large desk, his hands fiddling with the hem of his clothes and not knowing how to speak.

Song Xun took out a cigar from the drawer and lit it, took a silent puff, and then sandwiched it between his slender fingers, staring at her coldly without saying a word.

The sharp eyes swept over her body, and she was uncomfortable, and the atmosphere instantly froze.

Seeing that she was as dull as wood, Song Xun put the cigar in his hand in the crystal ashtray, got up and went to the wine cabinet to pour two glasses of wine.

stepped on the soft carpet and came to her side, handed her a glass of amber wine in her hand, and said in a rather impatient tone: "Say it!"

Han Xu took the foreign wine and drank it up, the hot burning sensation stayed in her throat for a long time, and she quickly covered her mouth and coughed a few times.

The cough and the heat brought by the alcohol warmed up the blood all over her body, and the blood rushed up to her head and turned her little face red, and her courage instantly strengthened a lot, which easily made her relax.

remembered that he had something to do, and since he had found Han Yi to beg Song Xun, there was no reason to run away at this moment.

The tears he coughed up just now hadn't disappeared, and Han Xu raised his eyes and said with a serious face: "Mr. Song, Junze is checking your Maybach." ”

She knew that Song Xun might not care about this little thing, and she also understood that he might not be willing to care about anyone's face if he did what he wanted, and in the past few days of contact with him, she had always given her such a feeling.

But at least, now she came to discuss with him in a low voice, so that she could give some response and help her think of a way.

But he didn't expect that her worries were not worth mentioning in his eyes at all, and Song Xun raised a smile on the corner of his mouth, actually laughing at her for making a fuss.

"So what?"

"But in the morning, Aunt Fang asked me to drive that car back to Han's house, and Junze saw it."

"So? What's the matter with me? ”

"If Junze knew that the owner of that car was you, it would ...... Knowing our relationship, what should I do? ”

His broad, firm chest suddenly came to him, and his white shirt completely covered her vision, bringing a faint fragrance.

Han Xu instinctively retreated, but found that there was already a desk behind him, and there was no way to retreat.

Song Xun leaned down and got closer and closer, she could only lean back and lean her back on the wide desk, fortunately, her body was flexible enough, her old waist could still stand it, her chest was naturally raised high, followed by his solid chest muscles, which were pressed down obediently.

"Then you will be my woman! I'll give you how much money you want, you don't need to look at Nan Junze's face! ”

"Smack!" A resounding slap hit his fair and handsome face.

Song Xun's eyes that were pouring rain and clouds just now were immediately filled with cold air, and his big palm grabbed her jaw, and the cold voice was close to her face, with a anger that he didn't want to control: "You dare to hit me?" ”

Han Xu still held that breath in his chest, who let him say something outside of his words, always saying that she married into the Song family for money? also ridiculed her for being a casual woman, who can change men at will for money?

She didn't dare to look at his cold eyes that were about to explode into anger, and closed her eyes in horror, just now she was just angry for a while, and slapped it without even thinking about it.

I don't know what shortness of breath is until I'm done! It's the kind of chill that doesn't know what happens to him under his coercion.

She didn't dare to speak in a panic, not knowing how he would torture her next, and might reward her with a few slaps and take it back.

If he can dissipate his anger in this way, she thinks it's not a big deal, who let her move first, and now she still asks him?

But if he got angry and tore her alive, it would be ugly.

It didn't feel good to close her eyes and wait for death, she waited for a long time until even the soles of her feet were numb, and Song Xun's slap didn't fall on her face.

It wasn't until the pain came from the lump of flesh on the left side of her chest that he slapped her chest hard, and the slap squeezed heavily to the right.

She opened her eyes to see that his jade-like fingers were nimbly unbuttoning the buttons on her chest.

The fierce tiger in the night, which she remembered vividly, may never forget, and suddenly became afraid.

Wanting to grasp the button on her chest, put down the wine glass that she had been holding on the table with her left hand, and raise her hand to cover her chest, she remembered a very important thing, and she suddenly stopped.