Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3564 When I am scumbag after the actor (64)

  This play was originally tailored for Song Yu, not to mention that Song Yu’s identity is not something anyone can provoke. Even if someone in the crew sees that Song Yu is deliberately tossing on promises, they are silent.

  And Song Yu looked at the promise guiltily, as if she was the most innocent person.

  But Xu promised to see the twisted gloom from the bottom of Song Yu's eyes.

when it is time to leave,

Song Yu passed by Xu Xu and whispered in her ear: "There is no one behind you. I have many ways to make you disappear immediately. If you are acquainted, today's things will rot in my stomach. Otherwise, Don't blame me for being rude to you."

  Promises pale.

   "I believe that many people should be very interested in promised sister's sex, you can think about it." Song Yu smiled softly and passed by.

  Before this, Promise had never thought that he would experience such a thing, let alone that Song Yu would run counter to the impression in his heart.

  Her sister who has been fond of for several years is such a despicable and shameless villain!

  Promises to feel very angry, every nerve ending in the body is shaking and clamoring, but fear of powerlessness.

  Song Yu has a life experience, far from what she can provoke.

  There is really something in this world that can leave you with nothing as long as a word from others.

  What should she do...

  Xu Yue found something wrong with Xu after she promised to go home. She was just busy promoting Song Yu’s latest drama, a series of anti-criminal activities for several hours, "What's wrong with you, sister?"

  Promise raised her head in a daze, looking at Xu Yue’s puzzled expression. She gritted her teeth and struggled repeatedly in her heart. In the end, she held Xu Yue’s hand, the temperature of her fingertips was cold, and she was shaking: "Yueyue, I..."

  ...

  Ranbai’s recent life is very regular, almost a three-point line, but when the filming was finished that day, when she left the crew, she met Han Zhe.

  The night is deep, and in a blink of an eye it is early autumn. The temperature of midsummer has disappeared before it can be felt, leaving only the sullen coolness that swept through, mottled and pale.

  Han Zhe has been blocking the dyeing white these days, but he has never had a chance, and he finally ran into it today.

  The night sky blurred his expression. He still looked like he was leaning on the car, but he looked much colder than before. He drew a cigarette from his low eyes. The bright and dark flickering, the smoky smoky, a bit dimly sexy.

  Ranbai walked by him without squinting, and his face was calm.

   "Song Bai."

  The hoarse and low voice rang, as if it was engulfed in smoke and the evening breeze of early autumn.

Han Zhe bit the cigarette with his thin lips and took a sigh, his throat hurt. I didn't know what kind of pain it was. Then he squeezed out the cigarette with one hand. An inconspicuous scar was burned on his fingertips. He decided Looking at Dye Bai, his eyes were as heavy as dusky mist.

  "Don’t you think you should tell me something?"

   "Is there anything we can say between us." Ranbai turned around, after a moment of thought, she asked him seriously.

  She didn't think there was any relationship between her and Han Zhe from the beginning, let alone any relationship.

  Han Zhe smiled angrily, "Okay, very good."

"Okay, don't tell me, I'll ask you." Han Zhe's face was very bad, and his eyes were dark and gloomy. In the night, he appeared a certain kind of sharp coldness: "Song Bai, what the **** are you with Wen Haoqing? what relationship?!"

  Han Zhe has always believed that from the beginning, Song Bai had some thoughts about Wen Haoqing, which was normal, but Wen Haoqing would never respond.

   But that night Wen Haoqing dragged people out, and there was an unclear sentence that made Han Zhe have to think more.

  "What is the relationship between Wen Haoqing and I? Is it related to you." Ranbai could hear Han Zhe's anger, but she didn't understand why Han Zhe was angry. There was no reason or meaning.

"It has nothing to do with me?" Han Zhe sneered, cold and cruel. The night wind blew the hair on his forehead and half covered his eyes. His expression was dull and cold. He approached step by step, his thin lips uttered: " That’s not what you said before."

   "Who was crying and pestering me back then." His eyes were cold, "Throw it away when I use it up? Who the **** gave you the courage."

  To some extent,

  Han Zhe and Wen Haoqing are two extremes.

  A wandering skeletal, sharp-edged, joyful and angry.

  A gentle and polite, deep and introverted, showing the mountains without dew.

  All of Han Zhe’s tempers can be expressed unscrupulously. Wen Haoqing is different. He seems to abide by the word “Wen Ya” at all times. The cultivation that has been engraved in his bones for more than 20 years is indelible.

   "The previous transactions were mutual." Ranbai didn't like to mention the previous things. No matter what the choice is the past, she never looks at the past, "I will please you, and you will give me resources."

   "It was originally a matter of your love and your own benefit." She said lightly: "You don't need to care about it."

  Han Zhe stared at her, the jawbone tightened, and even the fingers hanging on his side were white, and his spirit was extremely depressed. He gritted his teeth and asked aggressively: "Where is Wen Haoqing?! What is Wen Haoqing!"

   "I don't need to answer your question." Ding Bai paused, "If there is nothing else, I won't use it to find me in the future."

   "Heh." Han Zhe snorted, and the arc of the eyebrows was stained with a bit of sarcasm, "With Wen Haoqing, you can get rid of me immediately?"

   "We are already over." Ranbai emphasized: "If I cause you any unnecessary misunderstandings, I'm sorry."

  Ranbai finished speaking calmly, then turned and left.

  The night is deep, dark clouds are shrouded, the breeze is breezy, and there is no moonlight tonight.

  Behind, Han Zhe asked indifferently, "Are you interested?"

  The light and fluttering words fell to my ears by the night breeze.

  "You should not be qualified to ask me this question."

  Yan Baitou said without replying, his face was indifferent and there was no fluctuation.

  Before today, Han Zhe never thought that one day he would fall on a person, and he would be the one he had dumped!

  But the truth is so ridiculous, he likes someone he shouldn’t like.

  He will actually like someone someday.

  ...Ridiculous.

After   Ranbai left, the street fell into a long and long silence again, with no one around.

  Han Zhe leaned on the car, his fingertips trembled for some reason, he lit a cigarette, bit between his thin lips, his eyes shattered in the smoke.

I do not know how long it has been,

  There are already a pile of cigarette butts on the ground.

  Han Zhe was blowing in the cold wind, and his coolness penetrated into his bones inch by inch.

  After he calmed down, he took out his cell phone and dialed a call.

  After the call is connected,

  No one spoke first.

  Both sides fell silent for a while, as if no one existed.

  Han Zhe pulled his lower lip, inexplicably irritable and powerless.

  (End of this chapter)