Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 340: The Demon King of the Entertainment Circle (46)

He finally knew that what he had restrained all this time was what he wanted to do.

In the booing voices of those around.

Huahe clasped her hands, not giving any chance to move.

When he looked at those drunken eyes, there was a trace of intoxicating luster.

Like the sweet-scented osmanthus wine, gently rippling.

Reflect the figure in front of you.

The turbulent emotions in his heart, like surging waves, rolled up wave after wave.

In the end, it pushed him to bend down.

he thinks.

Let her have him in her eyes.

Also, there can only be him.

……

I don't know how long it took.

The door of the VIP box was opened again.

The figure of the young man is clear and slender, holding a young girl in his arms, wrapped in a windbreaker, his appearance is indistinct.

He walked out the door.

The people inside were so drunk that they didn't notice the two of them leaving, and even booed loudly, shouting:

"The director and the assistant director also come here!"

"Look, the two leading actors have kissed, are you sure you don't want to have one? Come one..."

Huahe lowered his eyes, ignored him, and strode away.

He looked at the girl in his arms, lying obediently in his arms, pursing his lips slightly.

Half of her face was buried in the windbreaker, and she slept soundly.

She fell asleep.

Just when she was about to kiss her.

sleep!
on!

Now!
The people around were drinking too much, they didn't notice that Huahe was frozen there for a long time, they just borrowed their seats and didn't kiss at all.

Only he himself knew that he was so angry that he was about to explode on the spot!
His face was very heavy, and he took Qian Qiu back to the car.

He originally wanted to throw her into the back seat in a fit of anger, but after thinking about it, he put her down gently.

He heard a slight voice from the girl in his arms.

"Well……"

Like a little milk cat, half asleep and half awake, her voice is immature and coquettish.

Huahe's breath was suffocated, and she pressed her thin lips tightly.

Like an electric shock, he quickly moved away from Qianqiu, and almost hit the car door.

In the garage, the Aston Martin supercar drove out slowly.

while on the road.

Hana also heard the staff outside muttering:
"Didn't this car just rush in?"

"It's really weird. Just now, it was like shooting Fast and Furious, but now it's like going for a drive at this speed. Are you out of gas?!"

"who knows……"

Huahe closed all the car windows and didn't bother to pay attention.

I won't understand even if I tell you.

……

Huahe's car stops in front of Qianqiu's house.

He turned around, stepped over the driver's seat, gently pushed Qianqiu, and asked, "Have you brought your house keys?"

Qianqiu didn't answer.

She held the hand that pushed her, raised her eyes, and seemed a little displeased.

"What are you doing?" Her eyes were clearly cold, but her voice didn't seem to wake up, it was soft and non-aggressive.

This glance reminded Huahe of the last time.

When Qianqiu has a fever, it seems to be the same...

He paused and thought of a word.

The milk is fierce and the milk is fierce.

Huahe looked at Qianqiu and took her hand.

His fingertips were still cold, and her hands were so warm that they were even hot.

Make him want to be closer.

Hua He lowered his eyes, held her hand tightly behind his back, and asked, "I said... have you brought your keys?"

Qianqiu was originally displeased, even murderous.

After seeing clearly that it was Huahe, his eyes softened again.

Feeling his hand on her cheek, she leaned over and rubbed it lightly.

(End of this chapter)