Chapter 135: I don't want you to control me!

An Ge'er spoke hesitantly.
Even though she could only see her uncle's side face, An Geer still felt a trace of danger that could not be concealed, and she subconsciously shrank her feet.
The man in front of him.
Turning around, Qing Qing looked at her indifferently, and suddenly spoke coldly and said two words.
But An Ge'er was almost shocked, and his soul flew away.
"Waiting for you."
His thin lips opened lightly.
These two words looked plain, but they set off huge fluctuations in An Ge'er's heart.
"Wait, wait for me? Wait for me? What do I do?" An Ge'er pulled the corners of his mouth, grinning stiffly, with an inexplicable guilty conscience.
Then the next second.
I saw my uncle Huo Ran coming by the window and walking towards her step by step.
An Ge'er hurriedly closed her smile, trying to turn on the light on the side, but as soon as she touched her hand, he held it down and prevented her from turning it on.
"Uncle?"
Bo Yan ignored the small panic in her eyes, pinched her chin, and asked in a cold voice, "Is I too used to you?"
Used to her walking sideways in the entertainment industry, she is still restless and provokes other men! ?
An Ge'er's heart was stagnant, and suddenly felt a little difficulty breathing.
She blinked, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, which was a little unspeakable, "It seems to be, but my uncle, I have never let you get used to me. I have been alone for so many years. Get used to it, so don’t get used to me, love me, I can’t bear it.

An Ge'er had to admit that the words of my uncle hit her inwardly.
She can make others misunderstand him, but he just...no!
Hearing this, Bo Yan suddenly filled his eyes with frost.
"Really? So you went outside to find a man, and you were also taken pictures like this!?" He suddenly took out a bunch of pictures and threw them to the ground!
An Ge'er was startled.
In that photo, it was the close contact between her and the man. He leaned over and clasped his waist as if kissing her, but she was probably the only one who knew that she removed her lip.
Even if it was a play, even if she avoided as much as possible, so many shots were still captured.
She tried her best.
She herself was framed by others, and in that situation, she couldn't help it.
But she thought whether she was such a person, and people who knew her should be very clear.
After this happened, she was very tired physically and mentally, but at this time, facing her uncle's anger, she felt even more powerless. She was a little disappointed inexplicably and didn't want to explain.
"I'm tired, I'll go up and rest first."
An Ge'er lowered her head and turned to leave.
But her arm was clasped and her back was pressed against the wall. Before she could cry out, she heard his extremely cold voice, "You don't feel the need to explain to me!?"
His back was slammed against the wall, fiercely painful, and he asked again in his ear, An Geer finally couldn't help it.
She was furious, with red eyes, holding back tears and pushing him away, "Why explain to you! This is my own business! I will handle it myself! You are just my uncle, why do you care about me? Much! Go away! I don't need you to care!"
She was like a rebellious and wronged little beast at this time, and finally couldn't help but erupt.
She has suffered enough grievances. She doesn't expect others to understand her, but at least don't discipline her!
"Why should I care about you?"
The corners of Bo Yan's lips lifted up a touch of coldness, her eyes were cold, and her jaw was firmly clamped, "Angel, you tell me, why do you say me!?"
The jaw was pinched in pain, desperately trying to break away, but in the next second, a tall black shadow instantly bowed down and attacked her cheek