First Lady

Qin Yu's eyes dimmed, and he glanced at Bai Ling thoughtfully, the playful expression on his face slowly faded away.

Qin Yu opened his mouth and spat out two words: "Telephone!"

"Eh?"

what phone?Bai Ling opened her eyes wide in bewilderment, and looked at Qin Yu in confusion.

Bai Ling was still in a daze, and Qin Yu had already taken out the mobile phone in his coat pocket. [

"Hey, what are you doing with my phone?"

Qin Yu ignored Bai Ling, and directly dialed his mobile phone number with Bai Ling's mobile phone, hung up after the ringtone, and saved his number in Bai Ling's phone book by the way.

Qin Yu stuffed the phone into the hand of Bai Ling who was still dumbfounded.

"Your makeup box is still at my house, go get it when you have time, remember my phone number, don't delete it, don't tell others."

The number Qin Yu saved on Bai Ling's cell phone was his private cell phone number, few people knew about it, and he didn't know why, when he heard Bai Ling say that the kiss was just an accident, he felt very uncomfortable.

If someone else had kissed the actor Qin Yu, she would definitely be screaming and exclaiming, but she just said that it was an accident, don't mind it.

It may be that he is used to being noticed, looked up to, and liked, when these have become habits that he cannot change in his life.

A woman suddenly appeared, ignoring his brilliance, his appearance, and the most intimate contact with him.Kiss, let him feel his charm and self-esteem have been challenged.

Bai Ling remembered the makeup case that was left on Qin Yu's car that day.

"Ah, you're talking about my makeup case, uh... I've already bought a new one, that one is..." No more.

Before she could speak, there was a ding, and the 8th floor was reached. Qin Yu pushed Bai Ling out with a sullen expression on his face.

Bai Ling tilted her body and almost fell down, "Ah...you..."

Qin Yu pressed the button to close the elevator door, and left Bai Ling with an ambiguous sentence: "Wait for my call."

The corner of Bai Ling's mouth twitched, waiting for Qin Tianwang to call?

She raised her hand to touch her lips that were still numb, shook her head and sighed, it really was a beautiful night!

She actually forcibly kissed the international superstar Qin Yu in the elevator, and he even gave her his phone number.

On the way to the room, Bai Ling thought, can't she think about it, Qin Tianwang is interested in her, a little make-up artist?

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