Yan Kai didn't expect Bo Yan to push the door open directly. She didn't take precautions and stepped back several steps.

Looking at the man who kicks the door shut with his long legs stretched out after he comes in, Yan Zhen's words stopped abruptly, and his breath tightened a little.

At a height of nearly 1.88 meters, Boyan stood in front of Yanlu, casting a large shadow.

The two people are close, and Yan Zhi hears the strong smell of wine on his body.

Recently, he and her father have been entertaining each other, drinking a lot every night.

The long and thin Feng Mou under his lens is cold and sharp, like a sharp blade out of its sheath, to pierce her soul.

Yan Xi's hands hanging on his side were tight, and he summoned up courage to look into his cold eyes. "Are you drunk? I am Yan

She is the woman he hates and dislikes the most.

How could he get into her room?

It must be the wrong way.

He didn't answer her question. His thin lips were cold and sarcastic, and his voice was low and cold. "Do you like Su Mo?"

Is she interested in Su Mo?

When she and Su Mo are talking in the lobby of the hotel, she feels that there is a line of sight that cannot be ignored on her. Is it him?

Not to mention that she and Su Mo have nothing, even if there is anything, he is not qualified to question her!

Is he disgusted and disgusted, even the qualification of being liked are not?

"You're drunk. Go back to your room and have a rest. I'll call room service to prepare sober tea with you later..."

Yan Zhen didn't finish talking, but he was suddenly pressed by Bo Yan on his shoulder, and he threw her onto the wine cabinet behind him with a strong force.

With his back against the cold cabinet, the man's tall body came close, his hands propped up to her sides, like a big net firmly covering her.

A sense of oppression.

Yan Yan opened her clear and beautiful eyes, and the man came closer. She could even see the black and white world under his lens, as well as her reflection.

She's useless. As soon as he gets close, her heart will lose its rhythm.

Like him for so long, although he hurt his heart, but the chest of the heart, or just for him to beat.

The heart rate is abnormal, and the lip slightly quivers.

The man thin lip a Yang, hook out a sneer, "be rejected by me just how long, can't wait to find next man?" His Feng Mou coldly sweeps her from beginning to end, "think thin point is different? Don't you understand that men say you're cute, but indirectly they say you're not beautiful. "

It turned out that he heard sumo boast of her loveliness.

Except for daddy, she has never been praised by the opposite sex. At that time, she smiled happily.

In his eyes, she is afraid to be a fool!

From childhood, she was said not to be beautiful by many boys, but no one, like Bo Yan, could stab her heart.

Everyone wants to be beautiful in front of the person she likes, and she doesn't want to be. She has been trying to change herself -

why does he want to stab her?

Yan Xuan's nose was very sour, but she didn't want to show her vulnerability in front of Bo Yan. She tightly pressed the lower lip, straightened her back with strength, and met the cold eyes behind his lenses.

"Yes, I'm not beautiful, so what? If Su Mo hates me, he won't let me consider whether to accept him or not! Maybe you think I'm ugly and fat, but can you represent the whole world? Bo Yan, don't look down on people. Give me a little more time, and I'll show up with a normal body around the end of the Soviet Union! "

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