Chapter 89: No interest in performing live erotica

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To the smile on Shangan Xiaowan's face, Huo Shen's narrow and narrow eyes narrowed her body tighter.
Then, the big hand reached directly under her loose sick suit.
His hands were so hot that An Xiaowan shuddered subconsciously.
She bumped into the door and made a slight noise, raising Chen Yinian, who was cutting fruit outside, to raise her head.
"Ho..."
Before waiting for her to speak, Huo Shen suddenly lowered his head and caught her lips.
His kiss was a little violent, powerfully holding her soft lips, swiping into the inner siege, and passing every inch of her mouth.
"Well……"
An Xiaowan was suffocated by him, and then he felt his gradual upward hand and could not help whispering.
Huo Shensong bit her lip and whispered in her ear: "If you are not afraid of being heard, call out."
Outside, but the woman's old looks are good. How dare she shout?
His eyes were slightly cool, pressing her tighter against the wall.
An Xiaowan frowned, what kind of wind was Huo Shen smoking? Does he like to find excitement like this?
"Little Evening has no interest in performing the live spring palace." She chuckled her lips and smiled, "Can't think you still have such a hobby?"
Huo Shen's eyes stared at her, his eyes dark and deep.
In a small space, An Xiaowan met his eyes and blinked.
"Mr. Huo is in a bad mood?"
Huo Shen stared at her and still said nothing.
Mr. Huo?
For so long, she has been calling him with such an alienated title, which is really unpleasant to hear.
An Xiaowan felt inexplicable, after a query, the chill in the man in front of him was even better.
She should have no problem with that sentence just now? Isn’t it just a question?
An Xiaowan couldn't understand Huo Shen's thoughts and sighed inwardly.
She's a lover, it's so bad.
But speaking of it, although it doesn't get any monetary benefits, it is not without everything.
At least yesterday, if there was no Huo Shen, she could not solve this matter at all.
However, Huo Shen shot, but was able to silently bury the truth of the matter, and made her revenge fiercely. She thought of Huo Shen's words at that time... I am afraid that even if she really killed someone by mistake at the time, he would still make her okay.
It's just that the appearance of Huang Dao, and the rebellion of the whole crew, is he really doing it alone?
At that time, Huang Dao was able to rely on the power, in front of many people, at a dinner, directly let her not come to Taiwan, publicly said that she would support her, so this time, how could it be so costly.
First I bought the crew, then I arranged the wooden house, and then I found a reporter...
Yes, reporter!
If it was Huang Dao's own arrangement, how could he find a reporter to take his own photos? It is impossible!
An Xiaowan felt a little cold in his heart. This was definitely not what Huang Dao himself did, but someone behind him designed it!
She had to find a way for Huo Shen to help find out.
Just when she wanted to say something to please the gold lord, Huo Shen's cell phone suddenly shook.
An Xiaowan lowered his head subconsciously, looking into his pocket.
The phone shook for a while before Huo Shen frowned slightly and took it out.
The caller ID on the screen is: Ye Qingqing.
An Xiaowan's eyes are uncontrolled, and these three words are included in his eyes.
Huo Shen reached out and hung up.
Did they quarrel?
An Xiaowan thought of this possibility, and then reminisced about his current sullen face, suddenly realized.
It must have been a quarrel, and came to her for psychological comfort.
So she reached out and patted his shoulder, whispering: "Mr. Huo, the girl wants to coax, don't be too stingy."
"..." Huo Shen froze for a second, and then the cold face turned darker.