I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 82 Do You Think You Can Escape From My Palm?
If you say this, I won't be sleepy!
Jiang Chacha suddenly came back to life as if she had been injected with chicken blood. Her face was flushed, and she looked at Bian Jichen pretending to be shy, "Master...is what you said is true?"

All the troubles disappeared in an instant, and now she just wanted to hear his classic quotations from the boss.

What could be more interesting than watching Bian Jichen recite earthy quotations with that noble face!

No more! !
It was Bian Jichen who answered her with an incomprehensible "hmm".

This "Seven Times in One Night: Mr. Lu's Lover for Seven Days" has such a description in the wife literature——

He couldn't help himself, looking at her chattering red lips, then staring at her lustful and greasy snow-white skin, a fire arose in his heart for no reason, and it got hotter and hotter...

Finally, he was in the hotel's presidential suite...

Such a shameful and bloody plot was spit out from Bian Jichen's lips, forming a strong contrast with his cold and thin voice.

He was standing in front of her, holding the president's novel in one hand, frowning slightly, and slowly reading out the fragments of the novel word by word.

Jiang Chacha couldn't help but look up at him.

Obviously it was a bloody plot that could easily make people laugh, but he read it with such concentration and charm, his throat moved, and his indifferent low voice overflowed from it.

It's just...to death.

Scalp tingling.

Bian Jichen's heroic face was carefully carved out by a knife, and his lowered eyes seemed to be reading not a wife's literature, but a collection of poems that have been passed down for a hundred years, which can stand to be savored slowly.

Singled out his joints, it seems that they are all excellent works of art that should be placed in the Paris Museum of Art.His fingers are very white, and the blue meridians on them seem to reveal a wild beauty, and the nails are also neatly manicured.It was such a hand that slowly turned a page.

"Lu Aotian pushed her against the wall in the presidential suite of the hotel."

Hearing this name instantly brought back her old memories, and Jiang Chacha almost broke her defenses.

She is too familiar with this name. In the classic CEO novels that every girl has read, there will always be a male protagonist named Aotian.

Long Aotian, Huangfu Aotian...

His eyes were dim, and he continued to read.

"then."

He paused.

Jiang Chacha had forgotten what plot he was reading, she is a face control!At this moment, she was staring at his handsome face, almost drooling.

"Then, he forcefully pushed the wall up."

With a snap, he closed the novel with one hand, feeling full of strength.After finishing his lines, he cornered her, raised his hand, and as the plot said, he also came up against the wall.

The surrounding space suddenly became limited and narrower. Jiang Chacha's back hit a solid wall, and her eyelashes trembled and trembled, like a butterfly flapping its wings randomly after being frightened suddenly.

Surrounded by his arms, all around him is his pervasive masculinity.

Jiang Chacha's eyes widened in shock, her ears seemed to be burning red, hot and itchy.

Do you need to be so exciting? Hey! !
Not to mention, this is the first time I have experienced the treatment of a heroine in Ba Zong literature, and the man in front of me will indeed be the president who will inherit the family property in the future.

It's quite exciting...

Jiang Chacha fumbled wildly for a while.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that there was something strange about her, Bian Jichen stopped and asked.

"No, no..." Jiang Chacha was so nervous that she almost bit her tongue. She raised her hand and hinted, "Master, you continue."

You can't say that she was teased by him, can you? ?

It's still a bit strange to read the literature of beautiful wives.

Bian Jichen hummed indifferently.

I forgot the words, come again.

He opened the novel again and looked at it seriously.

Seeing that he was frowning as if he was facing an enemy, and was still studying the literature of charming wives in a serious manner, Jiang Chacha wanted to laugh.

Help, it's too funny.

This dog boss is too good today.

He moved his throat, and the deep magnetic voice came out of his mouth again, "In a fit of anger, he pinched her delicate chin, looked at her beautiful face that was slightly red from struggling, and the redness in the corners of her eyes, It just makes me want to..."

When he said this, he paused, his complexion not very good-looking.

Maybe it was an unsightly line that was not suitable for children, but it was blocked by his automatic mosaic.

He directly skipped it, and continued: "Hearing her pitiful crying, Lu Aotian turned a deaf ear to it, he stretched out his hand, and continued to pinch her delicate and small chin, forcing her to raise her head."

From when he was reading novels to now.Bian Jichen found that Jiang Chacha in front of him was always in a state of excitement, his eyes seemed to be drunk, and he was in a daze, and looked a little like dementia.

It's weird.

And, as his movements happened, she seemed... more excited.

Just according to the plot, her face was flushed, and so were the exposed ears. At this moment, she was holding her hands tightly in front of her chest, looking at him expectantly.

Like dry wood longs for fire.

Bian Jichen's eyes gradually deepened.

He had a suspicion in his mind, but he wasn't sure.

After hesitating for a moment, he continued reading.

Jiang Chacha's heart was beating wildly at this moment, and she could feel a hand reaching out from below, just like in the plot, he lifted her chin.The touch was so light that she felt that his fingertips only touched a layer of her skin, but did not touch the bone under the skin.

He stared at her eyes, and pressed his jaw. It was such an ambiguous movement, but his eyes were extraordinarily clear.

"He says……"

He moved his jaw, and in a blink of an eye his lips had come to her ear.

"Do you think you can escape from my palm?" There seemed to be a hint of punishment in the cold voice.

It’s obviously still a quotation from Mr. Taste of Earth, but how come it comes out of his mouth, but it’s so damn sweet and sexy...

If Bian Jichen said this kind of words, it would only make people sigh from the bottom of their hearts: Ba Zong Literature deserves to be Ba Zong Literature.

Jiang Chacha felt that, starting from the nerves in her ears, the numbness spread to all her limbs.

Really feel.

Bian Jichen witnessed the change of expression of the woman below.

From surprise, overwhelmed, to shy, extremely excited.

He glanced lightly at the next plot of the novel, and said: "Next, let's describe Lu Aotian putting his hand on Xia... Jiaojiao's waist."

"Do you want to continue?"

He looked over and asked her.

I don't know if it's because of the plot of the novel that his voice has become hoarse, and the words he uttered are faintly breathy and indescribably provocative.

What he said... It was as if you were kissing passionately just now, and you couldn't restrain your emotions, and when you hugged his neck and wanted to unbutton him, he suddenly stopped kissing you, and stopped on purpose, while his lips were On the top of her lips, whether to order or not, she said ambiguously.

Do you want to continue?
It's just trying to kill people.

Jiang Chacha's face flushed red, like a child pestering him for a lollipop, she reached out and pinched the corner of his clothes without knowing it, and said expectantly, "Yes."

Bian Jichen gave her a fixed look with his cold eyes, and finally took his time to take back his hand that was propped on the wall because of the wall, closed the novel again with a snap, walked back to the dining table with a long leg , and sat back in his noble chair.

He took a sip of his coffee without lifting his eyelids, "I don't want to read it, read it for myself."

　I'm not in the state today, because there are too few people watching and there is no motivation, I will make up for it tomorrow

　　
　
(End of this chapter)