Chapter 580 The more you pull, the more you love the principle 131

Yuan Qian thought of something and rushed into the dressing room. When she saw the empty mineral water scattered on the floor, she walked directly to the one she put on the table.

"There's something wrong with the water. Whose water does it belong to?"

Yuan Qian couldn't figure out who she had offended. People's jealousy is really terrible!

She felt chilled, her cold and sharp eyes looked at everyone present, her head never lowered from beginning to end, she was proud and cold: "If you let me find out who it is, I won't let you go!"

This was said harshly and with aura, but some people felt uncomfortable hearing it.

It's not like they gave me the drug? What are you going to do with them?

Yuan Qian once again held up the water bottle and asked: "Whose is this?"

"That bottle of water was placed by Jiang Li'an."

Yuan Shilan suddenly spoke out. The director originally wanted to send her to the hospital, but Yuan Shilan was unwilling.

One is that she is afraid that those things will be exposed if she leaves, and the other is that she regrets that she missed the opportunity to go on stage. She has to stay here and suffer misfortune, insisting on watching her teammates' performances, so that the fans can feel sad when the time comes.

No one knows better than Yuan Shilan what is going on in this bottle of water.

And Jiang Li'an is not here, and neither is Shen Qingzhuo.

"Where is Jiang Li'an?" Yuan Qian asked coldly.

The others looked at each other, a little strange: "Yes, why haven't I seen Xiao Li'an since I got off the stage?"

At the same time, Jiang Li'an was being held in front of the dark prop room door, being kissed until he was sobbing.

She didn't know how things happened to this point. After coming off the stage, she had a brief blind spot in her vision while walking.

Jiang Li'an was walking at the back, looking around, hoping to find Shen Qingzhuo. After all, she danced so well, she had to show off to him!

Unfortunately, the light was too dark and she really couldn't see the person clearly. At this moment, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone, and then she was pulled into his arms!

Jiang Li'an's scream was suppressed in his throat, and before he could shout it out, he could smell the familiar spicy yet indifferent aroma of tobacco in his breath.

She froze and was forced into a prop room. The lights were not turned on, and even the curtains were drawn. There were miscellaneous racks and machines piled on the ground. It looked like no one had cleaned them up for a long time.

"Shen Qingzhuo?" She was confused for several seconds and then spoke tentatively.

"It's me." The silhouette closed the door and said.

Jiang Li'an breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard a click——

It's the sound of the door locking.

The metallic sound is clear and crisp.

"Why are you locking the door?" Jiang Li'an captured the slim and tall silhouette, with half of his face cast in shadow, standing in front of the door lazily, his eyes looking exactly in her direction.

There was nine points of desire in his eyes.

Jiang Li'an always felt that Shen Qingzhuo seemed a little different from usual. There was still sweat in his black shirt, and his breathing was a bit sexy, and his voice sounded like a hook.

Maybe it was because he had just stepped off the stage, or maybe it was something else. His aura was dangerous and confusing, and the hormones he revealed were extremely aggressive.

At this moment, the alarm sounded in Jiang Li'an's heart. She felt something was not right and subconsciously took a step back. As a result, she accidentally stepped on something and stumbled, barely able to stand still.

Shen Qingzhuo laughed, maybe because he thought she was a little embarrassed after falling, or maybe because he thought the question she asked was too funny, so he asked in a hoarse voice: "Why do you think I locked the door?"

"Who cares about locking the door!" Jiang Li'an was a little annoyed. He rushed to the door and pressed down the door handle. However, his hand was still there. With such a move, he pressed it down with his fingers.

The hand under the fingertips is different from the delicateness of a girl. The joints show hardness, and it has a sense of slenderness and strength of a man. You can even feel the slightly protruding veins without being too scary.

The back of his hand was cold.

The door handle is also cold.

Jiang Li'an's fingertips shrank, and she didn't care so much. She pressed down hard, but the door couldn't be opened. She went to get the one that was locked on the inside and pressed it repeatedly, only to find that it was locked with a key.

"Open it for me!" Jiang Li'an stared at him, his peach blossom eyes were arrogant and commanding, with an arrogant tone in them.

Shen Qingzhuo lowered his eyes: "You pressed my hand and it hurt."

His words were really caught off guard. Jiang Li'an subconsciously glanced at the finger that was still holding the door handle. There were a few red marks and his skin was cold and white.

"You had to put it there." The girl said unhappily. He was tall, so she had to raise her eyes to look at him.

She was still wearing stage clothes. She only had a small piece of clothing on her upper body. Under the suspenders, her waist was clearly visible. She was so thin that she could hold it with one hand. Her waistline was tucked under her black ripped shorts, and her legs were very thin and white.

Shen Qingzhuo smiled: "So?"

Jiang Li'an didn't hear the change in his voice, and reached out to grab the key in his other hand. He stood there, not moving, and allowed her to open his hand.

Not really.

Jiang Li'an angrily touched the pocket of his black trousers again, trying to find the key. The touch under her hand was hard, and she said without raising her head: "I'll get angry if you keep doing this -"

The next second, the slender neck was pinched by long-jointed fingers, and his throat was locked and pressed against the cold and old door of the prop room behind him!

"Don't be so impatient."

Yun Danfengqing's voice fell, the voice was low and lazy, and the tail sound was very light, as if it fell close to the ear.

"What are you doing!" Jiang Li'an's back hit the door, and an extra hand appeared on his neck. He was always uncomfortable, and he was forced to raise his head. When he spoke, his throat under the thin skin would roll up and down against Shen Qingzhuo's palm, which was fragile.

She is sensitive, but the words spoken by those soft red lips are arrogant and a little angry.

She held the hand at her neck and pressed down a few strands of her long hair. Her peach blossom eyes glared at Shen Qingzhuo, as if they could send out a burst of peach blossom ice rain.

Maybe she doesn't know that the more she looks like this, the more she wants to be bullied.

Want to make her cry.

Make her cry.

Finally, she choked and bit his wrist until her whole body trembled.

"You." Shen Qingzhuo uttered one word with thin lips, his voice was extremely hoarse, and he threw the key in his pocket directly in front of Jiang Li'an. The silver key rolled down on the ground several times, making a crisp sound.

Then he kissed her lips.

Jiang Li'an's eyes widened unexpectedly, reflecting the face so close in front of him!

The young and slender body approached her, pressing her against the door condescendingly, showing a hot aggressiveness, her long legs were strong, and her leather shoes were always clean and spotless.

It wasn't until the stinging pain hit that Jiang Li'an came back to his senses, realized what had happened, and struggled hard!

Shen Qingzhuo grabbed her neck with one hand and used three-thirds of his strength to push her towards him.

He didn't have the habit of closing his eyes at this time. There was a deep blue in his eyes, as if a dark fire was about to burn. He pressed the bridge of his nose against hers. Without lingering too much, he pried it open and kissed her to death, coldly.

And fierce, like a wolf eyeing its prey, waiting for an opportunity to bite its fragile neck.
Chapter completed!