This time, she wanted to try to break through by herself.

Only then did she know how much she was capable of!

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"Song Wenxin, you are not willing to let me help you, but you are willing to let Qiao Zezhi help you ?!"

Hearing that Jiang Beihan's face suddenly cooled down.

He asked her to be his personal designer. She didn't want to, but she promised Qiao Zezhi to be his personal designer!

What does she mean? !!

"The two things are different in nature ..." She looked at him and explained.

Qiao Zezhi helped her because he had done things that hurt her before, so if she did not agree, she would be too careful!

But Jiangbeihan helped her, but it made her feel like she was relying on a man ...

This is probably concerned about closeness, and not close relationship!

Promise to be a designer of Qiao Zezhi, she has a clear conscience!

But ... if the other party is Jiang Beihan, she is ashamed!

"How different?" Jiang Beihan narrowed his eyes and asked him in a low voice.

"I can't say ..." Song Wenxin bit his lip habitually, but accidentally bit the wound that Jiang Beihan left on her lips yesterday.

She drew in a painful pain ... and then subconsciously stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.

There was a sudden **** smell in her mouth ...

The wound was bitten again by her ...

Jiang Beihan was looking down at her at this moment, looking at the stupid look, and his cold face could not help a little more smile!

"Can you be a bit more stupid?"

She didn't know she had hurt her lips, so she dared to bite?

"Don't look at who I give it to like this!" By making such a joke, Song Wenxin's lips were a little dissatisfied!

Had it not been for her, her lips would not have been hurt!

"If you don't like this, can you remember for a long time?" Jiang Beihan grunted coldly!

Isn't he doing this because she is not good enough?

"..." Song Wen was speechless, he made sense to bully people!

"Don't move!" At this moment, Jiang Beihan suddenly raised his hand, stretched out his long fingers, and gently stroked her injured lips.

Song Wen paused, and sure enough he didn't dare move anymore, but obediently let him wipe her lips!

Jiang Beihan's movement, unexpected tenderness ... surprised Song Wenxin!

A moment later, his fingers left her lips!

"Remember, this is mine!" The black eyes, staring at her lips tightly, said in a low voice, in a tone, but not overbearing!

No one but him can kiss her!

Looking at his dark black eyes, Song Wen subconsciously could not help but nodded.

Seeing this, Jiang Beihan's lip-hook satisfied, showing a touch of satisfaction!

Then he bowed his head humbly ... and kissed her lips ...

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After a long time, Jiang Beihan's movement stopped suddenly ... his brows suddenly frowned, and she raised her head from her neck.

"Song Wenxin, what did you wipe ?!"

The next moment, Jiang Beihan suddenly looked up and asked with a little anger!

At this time, his thin lips were stained with a touch of light liquid foundation.

Seeing this, Song Wen was somber, then suddenly remembered that, in order to cover the kiss marks, she applied liquid foundation to her neck ...

"I ... apply some foundation ..." She opened her mouth and whispered.

"..." Wen Yan said that Jiang Beihan's face became worse!

Damn it! He took a mouthful of cosmetics? !!

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