Chapter 135

He won't still be angry because she suddenly said she didn't like him and suddenly wanted to move out of the villa?

No, no, no, no!

Wen churan soon denied the idea.

For her no longer like, move out of the villa, Sheng Shimo should be eager for it!

Finally, I can only sum up one possibility - the man is so stingy that he won't even help her!

Wen churan didn't give up and swayed in front of him.

"We are a cooperative relationship. You can't watch your partner have an accident, can you?"

"Do me a favor! Brother, just do me a little favor! "

"You have so many people under your command, you can arrange any capable one."

"Ink in its prime! You're too stingy as a man, aren't you? "

Sheng Shimo was so annoyed by her that he couldn't read a word.

Looking up, I saw a small figure hovering in front of me.

The woman was wearing his shirt, the collar slightly open, revealing a pair of deep concave collarbones.

The beautiful figure curve is also looming under the shirt, which can't help but make people think.

A pair of slender legs are white and tender, emitting an attractive luster under the light.

As soon as Sheng Shimo's throat tightened, he immediately looked away and angrily scolded "don't shake!"

It distracted him!

Wen churan stopped and looked at him.

"You promised?"

I don't know if it's the light, the man's cheeks are slightly red.

He was impatient. "Get out! I'll see to it! "

Look at it

Then she'll think he promised

After finally getting a satisfactory answer, Wen churan left happily.

Until the figure of a woman disappears completely, the tight body of ink can be relaxed.

He thought he was strong enough, but every time he met this woman, he began to shake.

No matter when I was a child or until now, I haven't made any progress.

He was not bored by this bad situation.

The next day, Gu Nanpei changed the practice time from 5 a.m. to 5 p.m. it was estimated that Sheng Shimo said hello to him.

After a day's class, at five o'clock, Wen churan rushed to the studio again.

When he opened the door, Gu Nanpei was writing a song again.

It seems that in his life, there are only two things: singing and writing songs.

I heard he had a bad temper when he wrote.

So Wen churan stood aside and didn't bother him.

He waited for half an hour before he put down his pen.

Gu Nanpei looked up and noticed Wen churan standing in the corner of the wall.

She was very patient and always kept quiet, which surprised him.

After all, most of his current newcomers are very arrogant.

Wen churan was in a daze, even though Gu Nanpei had walked in front of her.

"Come and practice."

She didn't wake up until she heard his voice.

Followed Gu Nanpei into the cubicle in the studio.

The compartment is narrow and quiet, and the sound insulation effect is also very good. It is suitable for secret training.

Gu Nanpei sat in the chair opposite her, leisurely ordered, "ah, let me hear it."

Wen churan opened his mouth.

He listened carefully, as if to distinguish her voice.

Then he ordered, "from the lowest pitch, bit by bit, to the highest pitch."

Warm primary dyeing.

So in the originally quiet compartment, there was a burst of ah ah sound immediately, and it was louder and louder than one.

She didn't stop panting until her last breath. Her throat hurt and she was about to get angry.