I Became Popular in the Entertainment Industry Thanks To Doting

The night was long and the lights dimmed.

The dim street lights spilled in through the car window, and there was an inexplicable sense of warmth.

However, this kind of warmth disappeared in Tang Yaoyao's smile for an instant, it seemed to add a bit of interest to this wonderful night.

Tang Yaoyao got close to him a few minutes, stretched out Qianqian's index finger, landed on his shoulder, and gently pressed it down.

Followed his strong arm all the way down, and finally landed on the back of his hand, drawing a circle.

Lifting his eyes, the light inside was shining brighter than moonlight, and his lips bent: "Brother Xiao, there is no supper on the highway."

Xiao Jinhan's chestnut-colored eyes narrowed slightly, and her gaze flowed over her nails covered with red Dankou, her lips slightly pursed, and her cold and abstinence breath was particularly strong.

To tell the truth, Tang Yaoyao felt the oppression in his eyes.

If it were an average girl, they might have taken them back.

About her.

Ok.

The skin is thicker.

Qianqianyu's finger moved and drew another circle.

Xiao Jinhan's thin lips lifted lightly: "Tang Yaoyao."

There is an indescribable sense of danger.

Tang Yaoyao raised her eyebrows lightly, did not speak, but used a bit of force with her fingers.

She was not addicted to the touch, but she was telling him a fortune.

However, she discovered an incredible thing.

She actually... can't calculate his fate.

Nothing can be calculated.

It seemed that some hidden power pushed her out, unable to spy on his future, and even a little luck could not be counted.

This man...

As she continued to work hard, he suddenly withdrew his hand.

Tang Yaoyao looked up and saw that he lowered his lips and blew the back of her hand that she had touched. It didn't look like he was disgusting, but it didn't seem like he was not disgusting.

It's a dog!

This man is really not easy to tease.

Tang Yaoyao changed her posture to sit, lazily, her very beautiful eyes shed light: "Brother Xiao stopped the car here. It's impossible for him to just call my name?"

Xiao Jinhan opened the car window a bit and lit a cigarette.

When he looked at her, his eyes were dark and smoky. His low voice was very soft: "Miss Tang wants to have a real relationship with me?"

Tang Yaoyao has a starry appearance, a shallow smile, and a thicker face: "Brother Xiao came to the door in the middle of the night, not to fall in love with me?"

The answer was ambiguous and instead threw the question to him.

Xiao Jinhan bent his lips and smiled.

The thin lips are lightly hooked, the smile is not half warm, even with a bit of irony, but the small pear vortex on the cheeks has a charming sense of spring breeze.

Tang Yaoyao couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Sure enough, it was the most handsome man she had ever seen, and even the ridicule had no taste.

In this way, she was more energized to tease.

The eyebrows were slightly smiling, and he ignored his coldness, and his voice suddenly softened: "Or, Brother Xiao's illness is better, thank me?"

When the words fell, her sight, if anything, fell on his affected area.

Xiao Jinhan shook the ashes from the cigarette, and his eyes darkened when he looked at her, but the sparkle inside was somewhat inexplicably overbearing: "I have my own way of thanking you."

Tang Yaoyao was a little surprised, is this cured?

However, he listened to his rhetorical question: "If the cure is not good, what should I say?"

Tang Yaoyao licked her red lips: "Since Brother Xiao wants me to treat the disease, it is effective, isn't it?"

Xiao Jinhan squeezed out the cigarette and raised his eyebrows: "The heroine, do you want to?"