This time, she wanted to try to break through by herself.
Only in this way can she know how much she is capable of!
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"Song Wenxin, you don't want me to help you, but you want Qiao Zezhi to help you?!"
Hearing this, Jiang Beihan's face suddenly turned cold.
She didn't want him to let her be his personal designer, but she promised Qiao Zezhi to be his personal designer!
what does she mean? !
"These two things are different in nature..." She looked at him, then explained.
Qiao Zezhi helped her because he had done something that hurt her before, so if she didn't agree, it would be too narrow-minded!
But when Jiang Beihan helped her, it made her feel that she was relying on men...
This is probably the relationship between caring about intimacy and intimacy!
She promised to be Qiao Zezhi's designer, she has a clear conscience!
But... If the other party is Jiang Beihan, she has a guilty conscience!
"Why is it different?!" Jiang Beihan narrowed his eyes and asked him in a low voice.
"I can't tell..." Song Wenxin bit her lower lip habitually, but accidentally bit the wound Jiang Beihan left on her lip yesterday.
She gasped in pain... Then subconsciously stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.
There was a bloody taste in her mouth...
The wound was bitten by her again...
Jiang Beihan was looking down at her at this moment, looking at her silly look, he couldn't help but smile a little more on his stern face!
"Can you be any more stupid?"
She didn't know that her lips were hurt, so she dared to bite
"Don't look at who I owe this to!" Being teased by him like this, Song Wenxin curled her lips in dissatisfaction!
Her lips wouldn't have hurt if it wasn't for him!
"If I don't do this, can you have a long memory?" Jiang Beihan snorted dissatisfiedly!
Wasn't he doing this because she wasn't good enough
"..." Song Wenxin was speechless, he had a reason to bully others!
"Don't move!" At this moment, Jiang Beihan suddenly raised his hand, stretched out his slender fingers, and gently stroked her injured lips.
Song Wen paused, and as expected, she was obedient and did not dare to move any more, but let him wipe her lips obediently!
Jiang Beihan's actions were unexpectedly gentle...Song Wenxin was a little surprised!
A moment later, his fingers left her lips!
"Remember, this is mine!" With jet-black eyes fixed on her lips, she said in a low voice, but her tone was domineering!
No one could kiss her but him!
Looking at his deep black eyes, Song Wen subconsciously couldn't help but nodded.
Seeing this, Jiang Beihan curled his lips in satisfaction, showing a satisfied expression!
Then, he suddenly lowered his head...and kissed her on the lips...
...
After a long time, Jiang Beihan's movements suddenly stopped... Frowning suddenly, he raised his head from her neck.
"Song Wenxin, what did you wipe?!"
The next moment, Jiang Beihan suddenly raised his head and asked with a little anger!
At this time, his thin lips were already stained with a little color of liquid foundation.
Seeing this, Song Wen was stunned, and then suddenly remembered that in order to cover the hickey, she put liquid foundation on her neck...
"I... put on some liquid foundation..." She opened her mouth and whispered.
"..." Hearing this, Jiang Beihan's complexion became even worse!
Damn it! He took a mouthful of cosmetics? !
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