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Chapter 82 My own house, what door to knock on? (4)

Mu Hanchen clenched his hands unconsciously, and a mocking sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that it is not only ordinary garbage, but also a piece of garbage in the bowl and staring at the pot.

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After taking a shower, Bo Huan looked at her neck in the mirror, and immediately frowned.

Is Mu Hanchen a dog?Just bite.

She will go to the set tomorrow, and she doesn't know if the foundation can cover it.

"Son of a bitch."

Bo Huan muttered softly, he did it on purpose.

Just as Bo Huan finished speaking, the bathroom door suddenly opened, and the man's tall and slender body suddenly appeared in front of him, and a black shadow struck without warning.

Bo Huan was startled, subconsciously grabbed the nightgown, his face turned pale: "Mu Hanchen, why didn't you knock when you came in?"

Mu Han leaned heavily on the door frame, took off his suit and only wore a white shirt, a tie hanging loosely around his neck, and his hair was a little messy.

The man hugged his hands in front of him, and his deep black eyes fell lazily on Bo Huan's face, domineering but not cold, even tender in it.

"My own house, what door are you knocking on?"

Mu Han opened his mouth in a low voice, lifted his foot and walked in directly.

Bo Huan took two steps back, her eyes widened, and she almost clapped her hands.

This face is definitely made of ten layers of cowhide.

Seeing Bo Huan hiding back, Mu Han was a little displeased. He stretched out his big hand and grabbed her in front of him, staring at her condescendingly: "Hiding for what?"

"Mr. Mu—" Bo Huan frowned slightly, "Don't you think it's impolite to enter a room without knocking?"

"I think it's fine to be polite." Mu Han finished speaking expressionlessly, then leaned down slightly.

Doesn't have that crap smell.

Mu Han's gloomy mood mostly improved, "Don't meet Lu Mubai again, and don't let other men touch you."

Bo Huan frowned.

Forget about Lu Mubai, but she is an actress, how could she not let others touch her?

"Mu Hanchen—"

Mu Hanchen gently held Bo Huan's hand, and pulled her out: "I'll blow your hair."

Blow your hair?
They are discussing the question of knocking on the door and touching people, okay?

Bo Huan was dragged to sit on the sofa by Mu Hanchen. The man came over with a hair dryer, knelt down behind her on one leg, gently picked up her hair, and carefully blown it strand by strand.

Bo Huan was dumbfounded, isn't he still angry today that he went to see Lu Mubai?

Now you even take the initiative to blow your hair?

She really suspected that his brain structure was different from that of ordinary people.

"Mr. Mu, we should have a good talk." Bo Huan pursed his lips and spoke softly.

The hair dryer is silent, and Bo Huan's voice is clear and audible.

"What do you want to talk about?" Mu Han lowered his head, his eyes fell on her face, and then shifted to those black and white eyes, his voice was subconsciously gentle.

Bo Huan, poisonous, attracted him to keep getting closer.

"Freedom." Bo Huan frowned slightly, "I will do what I promised you, but shouldn't what you promised me be fulfilled?"

It was agreed not to interfere with her work and freedom, but now it is not at all.

"It's also your job to see Lu Mubai?" Mu Han's voice was a little cold.

"My job is not only to enter the entertainment industry, but also to get revenge on them."

"If you want revenge, you can do it with your hands." Mu Hanchen threw the hair dryer aside, raised Bo Huan's chin with his fingertips, and said aggressively, "Please, I'll kill them for you."

Bo Huan was frightened by his words, and frowned: "Now is a society ruled by law!"

Mu Han pursed his lips, brushed the broken hair that covered her eyes behind her ears, and lowered her head: "There are many ways, do you want to hear it?"

Staring at Bo Huan's face, Mu Han's throat couldn't help but twitch a little.

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Four chapters.See you in the morning, tickets please~

(End of this chapter)