Extra: Ohara's Dream 3
The British artist had many mixed eyes, and sure enough, the abnormal behavior between Zhou Qi and Jiang Ruo quickly reached Huo Jinting's ears.
Jiang Ruo was called up to the top floor by Huo Jinting for questioning.
"Third Master, if you didn't know Emperor Zhou before, how could it have anything to do with Emperor Zhou?" Jiang Ruo was acting in front of Huo Jinting, his small appearance was extremely aggrieved, and he didn't forget to praise the stinky and narcissistic man in front of him when he spoke sweetly: "There is such an excellent man as the third master, who else can Ruo Ruo fancy?"
Huo Jinting's dark eyes were deep, and he didn't know whether he was happy or angry, "He hasn't seen you from the same school?"
"Emperor Zhou's identity is so noble, where can I climb high?" Jiang Ruoke said pitifully.
Huo Jinting stared at Jiang Ruo with his eyes, as if he wanted to peek out something unusual from her face.
Soon after, he raised his hand on top of her head and rubbed it carefully, like a demon in hell whispering temptation: "Let me see your sincerity, and I will believe that you really have nothing to do with Qi He."
The implication of his words is self-evident.
What kind of sincerity is this?
Such an insulting thing, Jiang Ruo refused from the bottom of his heart.
Jiang Ruo deliberately lied coquettishly, trying to arouse the man's only little conscience: "Third master, if you are tired after a day of work, can you not do it?"
She didn't kneel before him!
The corners of Huo Jinting's thin lips were slightly hooked, and her dark eyes were like an abyss full of intimidation, as if they were testing her.
If she refuses, will he believe the scandal and send her to hell with his own hands?
The man's fatal smile struck, making Jiang Ruo dare not bow his head.
Her hands hanging down at her sides tightened slightly, biting her lip in thought, and finally slowly crouched down and hid in the gap under the desk.
Huo Sanye is still the cruel and tyrannical Huo Sanye after all, his methods are shady, and he has to torture people.
She thought it was time to get out of the way.
Today she can fool the past, but what about tomorrow?
Zhou Qihe is completely a time bomb, and if he goes crazy a little, she will never recover.
Rather than wait for the day of a total collapse, it is better for her to cut everything off as soon as possible.
Huo Jinting leaned back lazily, smoked a cigarette, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and looked condescendingly at Jiang Ruo who was kneeling on the ground.
Jiang Ruo suddenly felt that this was the real Huo Jinting, he could spoil you, even if he indulged you, he could also kill you and destroy you.
She is just a bird in the palm of his hand, she can't fly out of the cage he arranged, and if she is happy, she will play with you, and if she is unhappy, she will abandon it.
Huo Jinting's voice was cold: "No matter how deep."
Jiang Ruo was so distracted by Huo Jinting that she didn't dare to be distracted, but a clear male voice completely messed up her mind: "Brother Ting."
It's Zhou Qihe's voice!
Jiang Ruo panicked instantly, and secretly panicked in his heart: Why did Zhou Qihe come?
"Come in."
Huo Jinting saw that Zhou Qihe was coming, and he didn't let Jiang Ruo stop.
Fortunately, there is a baffle under the table, and Zhou Qihe can't see the beautiful scenery inside.
But Jiang Ruo was so nervous!
She was afraid of Zhou Qi and seeing it, she was afraid that Zhou Qi and she would go crazy, she was afraid that she would die here today.
Zhou Qi and Yi sat on the chair opposite Huo Jinting, and there was only one table between the two.
Zhou Qihe picked up the gold-plated fountain pen on the table and threw it casually, and said with a smile: "Brother Ting, what are you looking for me for?"
Hearing this, Jiang Ruo under the table was slightly stunned.
Huo Jinting called Zhou Qi and?
What does he want to do?
Jiang Ruo finally tasted Huo Jinting's belly black this time.
He is really ruthless, and he really doesn't leave any mercy.
She suddenly regretted lying to him.
She was even more worried that if Huo Jinting knew all about it one day, would he be so angry that he wanted to kill her?
Just thinking like this, Jiang Ruo felt a chill from the soles of his feet, and went straight to his heart.
Huo Jinting remained silent and narrowed the distance between him and Jiang Ruo, he
propped his elbow on the edge of the table and flicked the cigarette ash, and asked casually, "Happy recording of variety shows?"...
Zhou Qi tugged at the corners of his mouth slightly, "It's okay."
Huo Jinting raised his eyebrows, meaning and said, "I heard that a female guest is chasing you, it's okay for this kind of female star to play, don't forget my family."
Of course, Zhou Qihe knew who Huo Jinting's mouth was, the eldest lady of the Huo family, and she was right with him.
But he only regarded Huo Wanwan as his sister, and the person he wanted to marry was Jiang Ruo.
The two brothers seem to be chatting with each other on the face, but in fact, they have their own thoughts and test each other.
Poor Jiang Ruo was so frightened that she didn't dare to move, and she didn't dare to make a sound, her whole heart hung in her throat, and every minute was tormented.
And for Huo Jinting, he was particularly energetic.
They are all men, no matter how well they hide and restrain themselves, there are still traces to follow.
So Zhou Qihe discovered Huo Jinting's abnormality.
Zhou Qihe's gaze moved down unintentionally, landed at the bottom of the table, and saw a light blue skirt on the ground, which was a corrugated style, with small white dots on it, because of the thick front panel, he couldn't see who was inside.
Huo Jinting had too many lovers, and he couldn't guess for a while.
Immediately, Zhou Qi and cynically raised his eyebrows, and laughed and teased: "Brother Ting, you are playing quite flowery, should you call me here just to see this?"
Huo Jinting's gaze slowly fell on Jiang Ruo, his expression was cold, he couldn't see the slightest sense of distress, and secretly pointed out: "After all, it was sent to the door on its own initiative."
After all, it was Jiang Ruo who took the initiative to provoke him.
So she has to take everything he gives.
If it had been left in the past, Zhou Qihe might have been a little interested, but now that his mind is full of Jiang Ruo, other women will become uninterested.
Zhou Qi and Qi suddenly stood up, put their hands in their pockets, and said hello to Huo Jinting, "Let's go."
He had to go back to his little Ruoruo.
Huo Jinting nodded and didn't reply.
When the door was closed, Zhou Qihe heard a delicate and familiar female voice.
"If you're tired." Jiang Ruo's moist eyes reflected Huo Jinting's cold face, and his mouth was aggrieved.
Huo Jinting's eyes were full of coldness, and the doubts in his heart were still unresolved, but his voice was hoarse but with a few smiles: "Do you like it?"
Jiang Ruo sat on Huo Jinting's lap again, his heart was extremely depressed, and he had to nod his head to deal with it: "It's good if the third master likes it."
She scolded secretly in her heart at the same time: I like a fart!
She didn't want to do it a second time in her life!
Huo Jinting twisted the cigarette, the green tendons on the back of his thick hand were intertwined, the blood vessels were bursting, full of power, and even a little terrifying.
His eyes as dark as the abyss glowed with coldness, "I'm asking if you like him?"
Jiang Ruo looked at Huo Jinting's phoenix eyes, and the cool breeze instantly hit his bones behind him.
Does she dare to like it?
Jiang Ruo raised a bright and seductive smile, and continued to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger: "Of course Ruoruo doesn't like it, the man Ruoruo likes is the third master."
Huo Jinting stared for a while, lost interest when he couldn't see anything, and then gently patted Jiang Ruo's head like a pet: "Go back."
Hearing this, Jiang Ruo instantly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and before leaving, he didn't forget to continue to comfort the man: "Third Master, Ruoruo is waiting for you tonight."
After Jiang Ruo finished speaking, he slipped away like a rabbit and fled.