Liang Yixuan smiled helplessly.

Of course, she couldn't have a good impression of Bei Ying, but she also knew that the root of the problem was not Bei Ying.

If it weren't for Bian Xu's first so-called slippery praise, she had acquiesced to her approach without any objection and indulged the public's imagination, would it be the second time now?

Of course, no matter how much the public imagines this time, it has nothing to do with her.

She just hopes that this farce will not involve her relationship with Bian Xu.

Liang Yixuan really doesn't want to make such a private matter. Moreover, the fact that she and Bian Xu have always been kept hidden from her mother and grandmother.

"What's so good about Bei Ying..." Liang Yixuan smiled and shook her head. As soon as she turned around the corner, she met Bianxue walking towards her.

Liang Yixuan paused and raised her head.

This road leads to her and Cheng Nuo's room. When Bian Xu walks in this direction, he should be the only way to find her.

Bian Xu also stopped and obviously heard what she said just now.

The corridor in the middle of the night was quiet and silent. When the eyes were facing each other, Bian Xu seemed to want to find a trace of emotions related to Liang Yixuan's face. As he looked, another long-standing picture slowly overlapped in front of him—

The person in front of him was also wearing such a white chiffon nightgown, with wet black hair disguised.

He sat on the sofa, holding a hair dryer in one hand and patting his knee at her with the other.

She came over and lay down on his knees, her long black and thick hair spread out, and she looked like a good silk under the warm yellow light.

He lacks patience with anything other than music, and that's what he has been since childhood.

At that time, I had just had a relationship with Liang Yixuan for a few days, and I don’t know where the leisure and leisure came from, so I actually blew her hair.

I just felt my fingertips circling around her hair, rubbing her delicate scalp, and seeing that her face was silent, but her toes curled up, it was not very interesting.

But there is only one interesting thing like this.

He never did it again afterwards.

...

After a long silence, the voice-controlled sensing light in the corridor suddenly went out.

There were only two restrained breaths left in the darkness.

Liang Yixuan tightened her phone in her palm and took the words she hadn't finished just now: "...I don't want what Bei Ying wants again."

The voice-controlled light received the sensing again and suddenly lit up.

Bian Xu's pupils suddenly shrank as if stimulated by light.

Xiao Jie was still saying something on the other end of the phone. Liang Yixuan held the phone and walked forward, passing by Bian Xu.

Bian Xu was still listening to the sound of footsteps that were gradually moving, and his hands hanging down were clenched together.

The phone suddenly vibrated.

Bian Xu raised his cell phone and took it to his ear.

"Boss," Lu Yuan's voice came over, "The studio asked you, is it still cold to deal with Miss Bei's affairs this time?"

Bian Xu's face turned gloomy and he vomited out one by one: "I'll give the old man a blood pressure medicine and tell him, don't blame me for not giving him face this time."
Chapter completed!