Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 463 Cat-Eared Teenage Idol vs. Draft Group’s Favorite Little Salted Fish 14
The elevator descended from the tall building, and the white figures jumped.

The sunlight outside was a bit dazzling. She wore a pair of sunglasses, which made her face look smaller. She stood there bored and played with her mobile phone, with her slender fingers clasping the custom-made mobile phone case around Zuo Duo.

It was white and beautiful, with a silver chain wrapped around the girl's fingers.

Even without makeup, that thick face is still incredibly resistant, and his demeanor is a bit of arrogance and arrogance like a Central European aristocrat.

"Ding-dong-"

The elevator door opened.

Jiang Li'an flicked Zuoduo's video, came out in a hurry, didn't wear earphones, his voice was loud, he took two steps forward without raising his head, and bumped into a slender and tall figure unexpectedly!

His forehead hit the opponent's chest directly, through a thin white shirt, his skin texture was thin and firm, and the tip of his nose was filled with a fresh and lingering fragrance.

She was stunned all of a sudden, and raised her eyes with stars in her eyes, the peach blossom eyes were still stained with a mist of confusion.

"Excuse me……"

He only had time to catch a glimpse of the young man's cold and sexy Adam's apple, before he was pushed away mercilessly by long fingers pressing against his shoulders.

The translucent elevator door reflects the figure as jade as pine and cypress.

The man raised his hand and lowered the brim of his hat casually, covering his eyes with a faint shadow: "It's okay."

His movements are cold, his fingers are beautiful, he is wearing a black mask, his face is hard to see, his skin is as cold as jade, judging from his fingers and the lines of his body, his face is definitely not bad.

The distance is very close in an instant.

The young man held a cell phone in his other hand and was talking to someone. He didn't know what the other party said. He walked straight out and answered. His voice was a bit cold and lazy, but it still sounded too good.

Jiang Li'an frowned, feeling that the voice was somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

The man was tall, and when he looked at people, he was condescending. Before he left, he seemed to glance at her lightly, if there was nothing, the height difference made Jiang Li'an very upset.

But in the end it was she who bumped into someone first, Jiang Li'an couldn't say anything, she stepped into the elevator and stood in the middle.

You can see the back of the young man walking out the door, his temperament is very outstanding, if you have to say it, he looks like an idol standing under a bright light.

She wondered when the owner of this building would have an extra handsome young man.

Jiang Li'an is considered half of the gangsters. He is very sensitive to people with this kind of body shape and temperament. He thought that a director friend and Huaxing executives would like it. He happened to have a mobile phone in his hand, so he picked it up and pointed it into the camera. Leaving the back, tap the camera button with your fingertips.

"Crack."

The volume is not turned off, and the sound is very clear in a quiet space.

The man suddenly turned around in response, and his eyes hit the dazzling flashlight.

The white light that suddenly lit up dangled in the dark sky, reflected in the cold blue eyes of the young man, like a sea of ​​stars drowning in it, he seemed to be used to this kind of shooting, he looked at Jiang Li'an without blinking his eyes.

In the camera, the boy's appearance was frozen into a picture.

The elevator doors gradually closed.

Jiang Li'an stood inside the elevator door, lazily holding the mobile phone in one hand, the bracelet on his wrist was pretty, he smiled without hesitation, and tilted his head.

Under Shen Qingzhuo's calm eyes, he whistled frivolously, with a loose and arrogant tone, and his voice was as sweet as milk tea with nine-tenths of sugar added.

"Brother, take a picture."

Word by word, knocked into Shen Qingzhuo's eardrums.

The girl pursed her lips, looking very leisurely. She looked a bit bad, like a little devil with tentacles and tails in Western mythology, extremely perverse.

The elevator door closed slowly, Jiang Li'an didn't feel that the other party had time to do anything.

Shen Qingzhuo looked at her, narrowed her eyes impatiently, and walked over quickly.

Jiang Li'an immediately pressed the close button. It's nice to do bad things in the open and aboveboard, but it's not nice to be caught.

The moment the elevator doors were about to close—

The long legs stepped in, the lines were straight and superior, and those clean sneakers stepped into the elevator coldly!
"deleted."

Throw down the tepid words.

The manager on the other side of the phone was a little confused: "What? Zhuo Shen, what did you say?!"

The boy's voice was deep and attractive, but unfortunately the master was too cold, the voice had no emotion at all, making people feel bad, wanting to break his indifference, spit out confused and low panting.

"..."

Overturned.

But is Missy a guilty conscience?

no way.

"I took it on my own ability, why did I delete it?" Jiang Li'an wasn't very interested at first, but seeing his meticulous look, he teased him casually.

Shen Qingzhuo paused, looked at her, her calm tone seemed to contain a hint of laziness and indifference: "Have you always liked secretly taking pictures of others so much?"

What is always?
He was the first person who made the young lady want to take a picture, but Jiang Li'an didn't want to explain this kind of thing to the other party, and stared at the slender figure approaching in front of him.

The eyes moved from the long legs to the waist, and then to the collarbone and Adam's apple, all of them were sexy and abstinent, not revealing at all, but they were seductive, and finally fixed on his face, but unfortunately, nothing could be seen.

There were only the two of them in the elevator room, stagnant on the first floor, and the four walls reflected the sharp and aggressive lines of the young man, which was slightly hazy.

A sense of silent oppression filled the air.

"No." Jiang Li'an was also very happy. Seeing that he really didn't like it, he directly put the phone in front of him, clicked on the photo, and pressed the delete button, "Is it all right?"

"Someone secretly took pictures of you?! Are you alright? Be careful of illegitimate meals! If there is any problem with this apartment, I will change it for you right away—Speak up, Zhuo Shen."

The manager's voice was raised on the phone, but Shen Qingzhuo didn't reply. He watched her delete the photo with lowered eyes, and his eyes slowly followed the little feathers dangling on the girl's bracelet.

It wasn't until she asked if that sentence was okay, that she reluctantly looked away.

Why... I want to play more.

He frowned, feeling that the two snow-white cat ears in his hair were about to move at any moment, and there was a gesture of coming out, so he sneered impatiently.

Jiang Li'an mistook his impatience for her and raised his chin.

"The photos are also deleted, you can go."

The sound of the last few words was almost silent, and the voice that melted between the lips and teeth was still captured by Shen Qingzhuo.

He didn't say anything, his eyebrows and eyes obviously didn't care, when Jiang Li'an glanced at his side face, the outline was very meaningful, and the vague sense of familiarity suddenly climbed to the peak.

She wanted to see his eyes clearly, so she moved a little closer unconsciously. The huge sunglasses on the bridge of her nose were suddenly picked off by slender fingers like jade!

The joints were enlarged in sight, and even the wrist bones were cold, as if feathers brushed against the skin, almost without illusion, and with an unconcealable aggression.

In the end, the sunglasses were placed on the bridge of the young man's nose, covering his eyes, and his voice fell lazily, with a half-smile: "It's an apology."

"???"

What kind of gift do you want to pay? !
"Give it back to me!" Jiang Li'an wanted to reach out to snatch it, but the man easily grabbed his wrist because of his height. She couldn't shake it off no matter how hard she struggled, and kept her arms raised, flapping the sunglasses on the boy's face .

　Ask for tickets QAQ
　　
　
(End of this chapter)