When the scumbag saves the love-brain villain

Chapter 52 The Interstellar Marshal He Is Not in Love Anymore

The gentle butler was about to take Bian Shao out of the lounge.

"Wait!" A voice suddenly came from behind.

In the corridor, the middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes subconsciously turned his head back to Bian Shao.

It was Lu Mi, the tip of his nose was red, and sweat was dripping on his face, as if he had come running to chase them.

"Is there something urgent?" Bian Shao subconsciously stretched out his hand to support him.

"You forgot something." Lu Mi bent over, panting, and took out a delicate black box.

Bian Shao lowered his eyes and took a closer look. It was a box containing jewelry.

But he didn't forget to take anything.

The young man in front of him was still wearing the loose suit he wore when he was dancing, and he forgot to change it. He just looked at Bian Shao sincerely with deer eyes: "You accept it, I have saved it for a long time, and I want to give it to you when I confess my love today... "

Lu Mi was really moved, he was unwilling.

Bian Shao held the black box and remained silent for a long time.

The housekeeper also curled his lips, retreated outside wisely, so only the two of them were left in the corridor.

"..." Bian Shao stuffed the things back into Lu Mi's arms.

Silence is better than sound.

Lu Mi still didn't want to give up: "What if you don't like that fiancé?"

Bian Shao shook his head, then lowered his head, as if he was struggling: "Do you want me to tell the truth?"

Lu Mi forced a smile: "Who likes to hear lies?"

"Then I'll say it," Bian Shao said, "I have my own heart."

Lu Mi's expression cracked for a moment.

He lowered his head: "Okay."

……

After going through a lot of twists and turns, Bian Shao still walked to the side of the road, only to find that his fiancé's car was not there.This is the recording site, no one is allowed to park outside.

The night wind was gentle and chilly.Bian Shao tugged on his thin shirt and sighed.

It was □ o'clock in the night, and the street lamps were turned on for the first time, and the thousands of lights on the tall buildings were like stars that were out of reach.

Bian Shao is such a scumbag, he will feel lonely at night.At this moment, his son hung his head and couldn't help pulling out a pack of cigarettes from his sleeve.

He pushed the butler next to him with his shoulder: "Is there a lighter?"

The butler said lightly, "My husband doesn't like the smell of cigarettes."

Bian Shao discovered that although the housekeeper looked gentle, he was full of rationality and inhumanity, which made people feel distant.

He curled his lips, he could only hold a cigarette in his mouth, grinding his two teeth to relieve the itching.

The housekeeper patted him on the shoulder and told him to restrain himself: "My husband is here."

Bian Shao looked up and saw the busy traffic on the street, a black luxury car silently parked in front of them, and slowly closed the window.

"Come up." The low voice filled with world-weariness and indifference.

Very magnetic and nice to hear.

The owner of the voice was also sitting quietly at the edge of the car window, the back seat was dimly lit, and all he could see was the man wearing a black suit of excellent fabric. He was tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and the suit wore a sense of abstinence.

The man looked extremely handsome, aged no more than 25, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, lowering his head, looking at the phone that was emitting a faint light.

Bian Shao raised his eyebrows, really wanting to see what the villains in this world look like.

He unceremoniously opened the rear door and sat in with his long legs: "Hello, fiance, I..."

The following sentence disappeared in his gradually confused and joyful voice.

"beauty?"

The steward of the co-pilot frowned, turned around and scolded: "Don't offend my husband!"

Bian Shao seemed to have never heard of it, still staring at that face.

The man looks exactly like Xiao An, his skin is as delicate as warm jade, his paleness is cold, his eyebrows are picturesque, and he has a fragile beauty.

But the difference is that this gentleman turned his head and looked indifferently, with lazy black eyes, but a person like him with a strong sense of oppression all over his body, even if he is lazy, he is like a cheetah dormant in the dark, which is respectable and far away.

Bian Shao did not.

He just wanted to see the sexy look of the beauty taking off her suit, her tie binding her wrists, and her shirt half open.

After all, this is Xiao An, his beauty!

However, before he could smile for three seconds, his knuckle fingers flickered in front of his eyes, and suddenly they found his eyes, those beautiful peach blossom eyes that seemed to contain affection.

The eyes are a sensitive area, and the fingers are as cold as jade, Bian Shao subconsciously closed his eyes.

He heard a low whisper in his ear.

"Mr. Bian doesn't want his eyes, I can goug them out for you."

Such as sharp thorns, piercing into the bone, bringing cold pain.

The corners of Bian Shao's slightly raised lips were smoothed little by little, and he raised his hand to lift the fingers covering his eyes.

"Wrong person." He said, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Bian Shao."

The man withdrew his hand, raised his eyebrows, and looked at him with interest.

"My husband's name is Xiao An." The housekeeper turned around and said.

Bian Shao's heartbeat suddenly stopped, and he immediately thought about the beauty's amnesia or other possibilities in his mind.

For some reason, the car fell silent for an instant.

Only the mobile phone was left with a familiar deep magnetic voice, and it was idle: "It's not that I won't let you hold it, my fiance has a fierce temper and is very possessive. If you gently hold it, I will kneel on the washboard for a long time. "

Isn't that what he said in that variety show?

Bian Shao subconsciously looked down at the source of the sound, and found that it was coming from the mobile phone placed on the man's knee, and it was the rebroadcast of the program.

The man was expressionless.

Bian Shao doesn't know why he thinks a man is so cute, his eyes are curved, and his joy is undoubtedly expressed: "If your fiancé wants to understand me, you don't need to watch the show, after all..."

Xiao An looked at him indifferently, as if he wanted to see what this prodigal man could say.

But Bian Shao didn't say any more, he moved his body, approached slowly, until his legs were tightly close to the man's two legs under the thin blanket.

Then he said, "After all, I'm right there with you."

"Boom!" The sound of the phone sliding down.

The man couldn't help leaning back, and the thin blanket between his fingers was completely wrinkled.

Only when you get close can you realize that this idle slut has a pair of clear peach blossom eyes, which are as bright and dazzling as a clear summer sky, as if there is no haze at all.

People can't help but indulge.

Xiao An was almost in a daze, but it was only for a moment, his eyes were cold and he looked at the young man in front of him, blinking his peach blossom eyes and crazily discharging.

Bian Shao seemed unaware of his indifference, and asked excitedly, "How is it? Am I much better looking than in variety shows?"

Yes.

Xiao An has seen the stage of this prodigal son, the main dancer of the men's troupe, warm and lively like the warm sun in winter, even if he swings his legs casually, it will cause a lot of screams, he is the most eye-catching Alpha in the troupe.

In reality, fans who picked up the airport couldn't help but marvel when they saw it: the camera really couldn't capture one-tenth of the beauty around it.

Some people are born cut off from words like darkness.

Xiao An lowered his head coldly, not wanting to answer.He lowered his eyes and glanced at his legs covered by the thin blanket, and the cold and complicated emotions flashed past.

Suddenly, he raised his eyes to Bian Shao who was smiling, and said in a low voice, "Go away."

Bian Shao was stunned: "Are you shy?"

The mobile phone on the man's lap was still shining brightly, and when it shone on his sharp-edged face, it was obviously much softer.

Okay, why are you suddenly angry?

But gradually, the man seemed to be more gloomy when he heard these words, his black eyes were as sharp as cold stars.

"Boom!"

At some point, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and accompanied by loud bangs from the sky, the shower suddenly lashed the window, making scorching "tick tick" and "crackling" sounds.

Bian Shao turned his head to look at the window. Suddenly, his left arm hurt and the world was turned upside down. He was pressed against the window with one hand, and his cold fingers clung to his neck...

It seems that the door of life is held by someone, and it will go to the gate of hell at any time.

The back of the necks of omega and Alpha are glands, which are mainly used to secrete pheromones... This is a private part, except for the closest people, it will be regarded as provocative or intentional hurt if touched by others.

Bian Shao had never been touched here, he only felt that the soft flesh gradually became hot, hot, and his heart was hanging in his throat, and he only waited for an opportunity to scream.

But he saw the man in the black suit smiling half a smile, his sharp-edged face in the dark was stern, and his black eyes were sarcasm.

It seemed to be mocking the fear deep in his heart.

"Didn't you say that I have a bad temper and possessiveness? If someone holds your hand, I will make you kneel on the washboard for a long time..." He said, "Why? Don't you like being touched by your fiance?"

Bian Shao immediately wanted to strangle himself in the variety show to death.

The beauty Xiao An came here deliberately because she felt that Bian Shao was belittling him...

It's that kind of: Am I shy?Oh, let you see how good I am.

Bian Shao was still thinking about it, the man laughed mockingly, his slightly protruding back was about to straighten, and he backed away.

Without thinking about it, he tightened the tie and pulled it around him hard.

Unexpectedly, the man's meticulous suit jacket was wrinkled, and the skirt was also torn into a mess.

The phoenix eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses finally had other waves besides indifference. He raised his eyes in astonishment, and met Shao's clear and bottomless eyes above him.

It was a clean desire, like a spring water that was slowly surging, but with an undercurrent.

Bian Shao said word by word, hoarsely: "Who said I don't like it?"

"Come again?"

The author has something to say:

driver's seat—

The driver's innocent face: what are they doing?

co-pilot—

Steward [blank]: Flirting.