Sir, don't be too bad

"You don't know..." Yan Xiao still didn't feel it, and raised his head to look at Yu Han while talking.

Yu Han was looking down at her, and the moment their eyes met, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Yu Han's eyes were dark and deep, and his emotions were so thick that it made it difficult to breathe.

Yan Xiao squeezed the tie, staring at the man's stunning face so close to her, her heart was beating so fast that it almost seemed to jump out of her chest.

If a woman had gotten so close to him in the past and looked at him with such obsessive eyes, Yu Han would definitely push her away immediately.

But at this moment, he just pressed his thin lips tightly.

The woman's bright red lips coincided with the fragments in his mind, making his breathing a little rough.

He clearly remembered that her red lips were sweet and soft, and he even remembered the smoothness of his fingers touching her skin.

For some reason, the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Yu Han couldn't help lowering his head slowly, leaning towards Yan Xiao's cherry lips.

"Brother Yu, I'll go back..."

Just a second before their lips were about to touch, the door was pushed open.

Zhang Xiaoyu was carrying the things he bought, and stood at the door in a daze, looking at the men and women standing close to each other, for a moment he forgot what he was going to say later.

Yu Han was the first to react, and took a quick step back the moment he raised his head.

"You came back just in time, hurry up and help me tie my tie."

After ten years of acting, Yu Han's control of emotions has long been perfected, but at this moment, there is still a trace of annoyance overflowing from his eyes.

What the hell is he doing?

He came to Paris with Yan Xiao not to have sex with her, but to support her.

But just now, he almost made the mistake he made again.

"Oh, good." Zhang Xiaoyu hastily put down his things and walked over, taking the tie from Yan Xiao's hand.

"Smile, go down and rest quickly, you've been tired all day." Zhang Xiaoyu said.

Yan Xiao glanced at the man's annoyed face, lowered his eyes, picked up the makeup box, and walked out the door without saying a word.

It happened that Mu Xinyuan left and came back, seeing her somewhat disappointed expression, a trace of suspicion flashed in her eyes.

Yan Xiao went downstairs without even washing her face, and buried herself directly under the blanket.

But at this moment, Emperor Jing Tiancheng, a campaign has just ended.

Si Mo's long arms were around Xia Yiwan's waist, holding her tightly in his arms.

Xia Yiwan stretched out her hand, stroking the man's short stubble every now and then, looking very thoughtful.

"What are you thinking?" Simo asked.

Xia Yiwan pressed her head against his chest, and said in a muffled voice, "Why did you deny that "Allure" was your investment?"

Si Mo paused for a moment, and then said after a long while: "You should read the script when making a movie, don't you still need to read the investors?"

"But that would cost hundreds of millions." Xia Yiwan raised her head as she spoke, and looked at Simo fixedly: "Why are you being so nice to me?"

When "Allure" started filming, she only hated Simo, but he spent hundreds of millions to praise her.

why?

"It's just investing in a movie, so it's called being good to you?" Si Mo stroked Xia Yiwan's hair with some distress.

Xia Yiwan sighed faintly, and put her arms around Simo's waist: "The money may not be much to you, but it is different to me." She was very moved.

In the past, some men also said that they would invest in movies for her, but the premise was that she should sleep with her.

However, after sleeping with her, Simo spent hundreds of millions for her calmly without letting her know.

The difference here is too big.

Seeing her delicate face, Si Mo's eyes showed a kind of pampering tenderness.

His little girl is too easily moved, right?