The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 580 The more you pull the more you love the principle 131

  Yuan Qian thought of something and rushed into the dressing room. She saw the empty mineral water scattered all over the floor. She walked directly to the one she put on the table.

   "There is a problem with the water, whose water is this?"

  Yuan Qian can't figure out who she offended, people's jealousy is really terrible!

   She felt chills for a while, those cold and sharp eyes looked at everyone at the scene, her head never lowered, proud and cold: "If you let me find out who it is, I won't let you go!"

   These words are ruthless and have aura, but some people are uncomfortable listening to them.

   Isn't it the medicine they gave? What are you doing with them?

  Yuan Qian held up the water bottle again and asked, "Whose is this?"

   "The bottle of water was placed by Jiang Li."

   Yuan Shilan suddenly said, the director originally wanted to send her to the hospital, but Yuan Shilan was unwilling.

   One is that she is afraid that those things will be exposed when she left, and the other is that she regrets missing the opportunity to take the stage. She has to stay here to buy misery, insisting on watching the performance of her teammates, and it will also make fans feel distressed at that time.

   What happened to this bottle of water, no one knows better than Yuan Shilan.

   And Jiang Li'an is not here, neither is Shen Qingzhuo.

   "Where is Jiang Li'an?" Yuan Qian said coldly.

  The others looked at each other, all a little strange: "Yes, why haven't I seen Xiao Li'an since I stepped down?"

   At the same time, Jiang Li'an was being pushed against the door of the dark prop room, and was kissed until she sobbed.

   She didn't know how it happened to this point. After getting off the stage, she walked with a short blind spot of vision.

  Jiang Li'an walked at the back, looking left and right, because she wanted to find Shen Qingzhuo, after all, she danced so well, she had to show him off!

   It's a pity that the light is too dark, she really can't see people clearly, at this moment, someone grabs her wrist, and then the whole person is pulled into her arms!

  Jiang Li'an's scream was pressed in his throat before he could shout, he smelled the familiar spicy and indifferent tobacco fragrance in his breath.

   She froze all over and was forcibly pushed into a prop room. The lights were not turned on in the room, and even the curtains were drawn. There were assorted brackets and machines piled up on the ground, and it seemed that no one had cleaned them up for a long time.

   "Shen Qingzhuo?" She was stunned for several seconds, then tentatively said.

   "It's me." The silhouette closed the door on its own and said.

  Jiang Lian breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard a click—

   is the sound of the door being locked.

  The metallic sound is crisp.

   "Why are you locking the door?" Jiang Li'an captured the thin and straight silhouette, half of her face fell into shadow, standing in front of the door, lazily, those eyes staring at her accurately.

   In his eyes, nine points of desire.

  Jiang Li'an always felt that Shen Qingzhuo seemed to be a little different from usual. The black shirt was still sweaty, and the panting was a bit sexy, and the ending sounded like a hook.

  Xu is because he just got off the stage, or something else, the breath is dangerous and confusing, people can't guess, and the hormones revealed are extremely aggressive.

   At this moment, the alarm sounded to full value in Jiang Li's heart. Her intuition was not quite right, and she took a step back subconsciously. As a result, she accidentally stepped on something, and the whole person stumbled and barely stood firm.

  Shen Qingzhuo laughed, maybe because she felt a little embarrassed by the fall, or because she thought the question she asked was too funny, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What do you think I'm locking the door for?"

   "Who cares for you to lock the door!" Jiang Li'an was a little annoyed, he rushed to the door and pressed the door handle, but his hand was still there, and with such a movement, he pressed it down directly with his fingers.

   The hand under the fingertips is different from the delicateness of a girl. The joints show hardness, which belongs to a man's slenderness and strength. You can even feel the veins that are slightly protruding without being too scary.

   The backs of his hands were cold.

  The doorknob is also cold.

  Jiang Li'an's fingertips shrank, but she didn't care so much, she pressed down hard, but the door couldn't be opened. She went to get the one that was locked and pressed it repeatedly, only to find that it was locked with a key.

   "Open it to me!" Jiang Li'an glared at him, those peach blossom eyes were arrogant, the tone of the command, with an arrogant tone in it.

   Shen Qingzhuo lowered her eyes: "You crushed my hand."

   His words were really caught off guard, Jiang Li'an subconsciously glanced at the fingers that were still clutching the doorknob, there were a few more red marks, and the skin was cold and white.

   "You had to put it there." The girl said unhappily, he was tall and she had to look up at him.

   She was still wearing stage clothes, with only a small piece of clothing on her upper body. Under the suspenders, her waist was unobstructed, so thin that she could hold it with one hand. The waistline was tucked under black ripped shorts, and her legs were very thin and white.

  Shen Qingzhuo smiled: "So what?"

  Jiang Li'an didn't hear the change in his voice, and reached out to grab the key in his other hand. He stood there and didn't move, letting her break his hand.

not at all.

  Jiang Li'an angrily touched the pocket of his black trousers, trying to find the key. The touch of his hand was hard, and she said without raising her head, "I'm so angry if you keep doing this—"

   In the next second, his slender neck was pinched by his slender fingers, and he locked his throat and pressed it against the cold and old door of the prop room behind him!

   "Don't be in a hurry."

   The sound of the clouds and the wind fell, the voice was hoarse and lazy, and the ending was very light, as if it fell against the ear.

"What are you doing!" Jiang Li'an slammed into the door with his back, and there was an extra hand around his neck. He was always a little uncomfortable, and was forced to raise his head. When he spoke, the throat under the thin skin would roll up and down against Shen Qingzhuo's palm, and he was fragile. And sensitive, the words that those bright red and soft lips said were arrogant and arrogant, with a bit of anger.

   She held the hand at her neck, and a few strands of long hair were pressed down. Those peach blossom eyes glared at Shen Qingzhuo, as if it could rain a peach blossom ice rain.

   Maybe she didn't know, the more she looked like this, the more she wanted to be bullied.

   wanted her to cry.

   makes her cry.

   finally choked and bit his wrist until he trembled.

"You." Shen Qingzhuo's thin lips spit out a word in a very hoarse voice. The key in his pocket was thrown out in front of Jiang Li'an. The silver key rolled several times on the ground, making a crisp sound. Then he kissed her lips.

  Jiang Li'an's eyes widened unexpectedly, reflecting the face that was so close in front of him!

   The young and long body approached, and he pressed her against the door condescendingly, showing hot aggressiveness, strong long legs, and those leather shoes were always clean and spotless.

   It wasn't until the stinging pain hit that Jiang Li'an came back to his senses and realized what had happened, uuuuuu struggled!

  Shen Qingzhuo grabbed her neck with one hand and used three-point force to send the person in front of him.

He didn't have the habit of closing his eyes at this time. His eyes were deep and blue, like a dark fire, and the bridge of his tall nose was against hers. And fierce, like a wolf staring at its prey, waiting for an opportunity to bite the fragile neck.

   (end of this chapter)