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1097 Chapter 4 The film emperor, who is he? [-]
Assistant Wang smiled angrily, and pointed at the horrible car: "Do you dare to say that you didn't make it?"

Bu Huan glanced guiltily at the cracked car window, lowered his head in shame, and said hesitantly, "It can't all be mine!"

Assistant Wang rolled his eyes: "Then you admit that this car was indeed made like this by you, so there is no need to say anything, compensation!"

Bu Huan also tried to explain: "I didn't do anything when I came here. I just lay down in front of your car to rest for a while, and then accidentally slipped my hand and cracked the window of your car, but the hole in front of your car I didn't smash it! That's not what I did!"

"Are you sure?" Assistant Wang was full of disbelief.

"Really!" Bu Huan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"There is a driving recorder installed in the car, just look at it." The man's voice came from behind, and it was still so pleasant.

Bu Huan turned her head and looked at the man with sparkling eyes. That's right, why didn't she think of such a simple thing?Haha, this will always prove her innocence!

Assistant Wang also thought of this, nodded while pampering the man, took out the key and opened the car door.

Generally speaking, the driving recorder will stop recording after parking, but since this is an artist's car, for safety reasons, they are usually turned on no matter whether it is driving or parking.

Therefore, it is also very easy to judge whether what the woman in front of him said is true or not.

Bu Huan wasn't worried at all, because everything she said was true, she just accidentally smashed the window of someone else's car!

The confident Bu Huan felt that there was nothing wrong with it. He put his hands on the ground and planned to get up by himself.

Suddenly, there was an extra hand in front of him. The fingers were white and slender, with well-defined joints. Inexplicably, people felt that such a pair of beautiful hands were very suitable for playing the piano.

Bu Huan put his hand on that hand in a strange way, and stood up with strength.

"Thank you!" Bu Huan said in a low voice.

"You're welcome." The man replied politely.

Bu Huan originally wanted to pat the ashes on his butt, after all, he sat on the ground several times just now, but facing such a gentle and polite opposite sex, Bu Huan really didn't have the courage to slap his ass in front of him. indecent behavior.

In that case, what a shame!
If Bu Huan didn't take pictures, he would feel dirty and uncomfortable, so he gently touched his back twice with his hand awkwardly, maybe a little bit could be patted off.

There was a faint smile in the man's eyes, and he said very politely: "What's wrong with you?"

Bu Huan immediately stopped his small movements, his little face felt hot for a while, feeling that the alcohol stimulated his brain nerves, and his head became more dizzy, like a ball of paste.

It's just a subconscious feeling, shame, shame, shame!

Shaking his head in embarrassment: "No, it's okay..."

"It's fine. You're a girl, and you come out in the middle of the night with no one around, so you're not afraid of encountering bad guys? It's best to be careful." The man's words were filled with concern, which made people feel very sincere.

Listening to this man's gentle and concerned voice, Bu Huan suddenly couldn't stop the grievance in his heart. Thinking of the reason why he ran out suddenly in the middle of the night, tears started to fall down.

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Ok, finally finished writing...

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