Listening to Song Zhengyu's rampant tone, An Ge really felt worthless for his fans.

Song Zhengyu's character in front of the screen is an innocent 'little milk dog', which is completely different from him in private.

He has countless fans with this persona, and in the end, I'm afraid it will be ruined by this persona, right?

An Ge didn't say much, she just turned her head and turned her gaze to the other side, looking in the direction of the bathroom, "I promise you, but...... I've got to go take a shower first. ”

Promise?

Bathe?

The meaning of Ange is already obvious.

Song Zhengyu raised his hand and patted her face, and said with a smile: "It's good to figure it out." ”

If An Ge continues to be strong in front of him, he will be the overlord with a bow, and in the end, it will only be her own suffering, if An Ge is obedient, he will make her comfortable.

"Go ahead, wash up." Song Zhengyu turned over, loosened the grip on An Ge, and left her.

"Don't use too fragrant shower gel, I can't get used to it."

In fact, more importantly, An Ge has a faint natural fragrance on his body, which he likes very much.

"I see." After An Ge finished speaking, he covered the mess on his body and hurriedly ran into the bathroom.

The moment the bathroom door was closed, Song Zhengyu was in a very good mood.

If he had known that the unpopular Xinghui Magazine had sent such a beautiful woman to interview him, he should have agreed earlier.

Half an hour later, the sound of the water was still ringing.

"Is it coming soon?"

Song Zhengyu was in a hurry, walked to the bathroom, and kicked the door with his toes.

"It's only a few minutes, you wait." An Ge turned on the faucet as much as possible, and the sound of the rushing water drowned out a lot of sounds.

"Hurry up!"

Song Zhengyu returned to the bed, his clothes were almost off, and he waited for An Ge to come out.

About three minutes later, Song Zhengyu finally heard the sound of the door being opened, his eyes followed the bathroom door, and he was a little stunned when he saw the person standing at the door.

Ange was still wearing the same outfit he wore when he walked into the bathroom, a shirt he had torn, a pair of jeans, and a pair of sneakers.

Song Zhengyu couldn't help frowning, and when he stepped off the bed, he walked up to An Ge with a cold face, grabbed her wrist, and pressed her against the cold wall.

"What the are you playing with Lao Tzu? Didn't wash? Song Zhengyu was annoyed, grabbed An Ge's hand, shook it hard, and threw An Ge directly onto the bed.

He won't give An Ge any more chance now, because just now, he was clearly tricked.

He took off the last barrier under him and pressed down towards An Ge,

An Ge clenched his palms tightly, closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's talk about a condition." ”

*

One o'clock in the morning.

The small city of Lixian has been completely in a state of 'sleep'.

An Ge stood on the cold wind in the street, leaning against the lamppost and yawning.

A small black car swooped past her, and then within seconds, it reversed as fast as it could.

The window was lowered and a head poked out of the passenger seat.

"Ange!" The male colleague shouted her name loudly, waking An Ge out of his trance.

Two male colleagues got out of the car with Cheng Xiaoxiao, and they rushed to An Ge, full of anxiety.

"How, how could this ......"

Cheng Xiaoxiao covered her mouth, looked at An Ge in front of her, trembled her voice, and muttered to herself in disbelief.