just kiss me

Chapter 55

"Hurry up and open the door, Miss San." The girl sneered, "The bosses are here, so why do you have the face to stand here?"

Song Miao let out a cold snort, slammed his fist on the door, silenced the voices of the people outside, and raised his shallow and affectionate lips, "I can't find anyone who bullied me today, so don't think about leaving."

The arm with fine scars pulled over the chair, and the person sat down unhurriedly, with a ruffian smile overflowing with coldness, and the amber pupils covered with frost tightly locked the few people not far away.

"Don't tell me, lie down and go out one minute."

The cold and captivating voice made several young actors squeeze together.

"Say it!" The sudden tone of voice scared the foundation box in a young actor's hand to the ground.

Song Miao smiled, her spotless thin fingers slid across her jawline, and rested on her knees, and lightly twirled the remaining drops of water on her fingertips with her thumb.

The low voice like a ghost forced everyone's ears, "59, 58, 57..."

"Her!" The trembling girl pointed to the girl with thrush in front of the makeup mirror, "She splashed, it's none of my business."

Song Miao raised her eyebrows, her indifferent eyes fixed on the thrush girl, her thin crimson lips hooked lightly: "She said it was you, Miss Papaya."

Fang Qingqing slapped the eyebrow pencil on the dressing table, raised her chin slightly, "Why, I splashed it on you, what's wrong! I've never seen someone who is so confident as a mistress! Who is Mr. Xing! You can do it! Is it high-ranking! Sister Yinyin is kind-hearted and gives you face! I can't stand it! Bitch! Just like your mother!"

Song Miao suddenly grabbed the chair under her and threw it in front of her, moving her fingers and walking over step by step.

"It's pretty good..."

"You you you...what do you want to do." Fang Qingqing pushed back with a trembling voice, glanced at the loose door, and immediately shouted, "Help! Someone was beaten! Help!"

Song Miao quickly grabbed her collar and pulled her in front of her, sneered and raised one corner of her lips, "Shout—"

The low and deep voice is like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Fang Qingqing's face turned pale with fright, her voice trembling: "I, I, I... warn you..."

Snapped--

Song Miao slapped her across the face, knocking out a tooth, "I told you to lie down and go out!"

thump—

The door of the dressing room was kicked open.

"Song Miao! What are you doing!" Han Yin rushed into the dressing room, supported Fang Qingqing distressedly, and asked with red eyes, "Is there anything I can't say properly! Qingqing is an actor! Don't you know how important the face is to an actor!"

"Then call the police!" Song Miao sat down in a chair casually, raised her legs and stared at the two, "Report? I'll help you!"

"Don't be complacent!" Fang Qingqing covered her red and swollen face and glared at her viciously, "Boss Xing knows that you look down on you! A vixen!"

Song Miao clicked her tongue softly, glanced at her with disgust, and sighed, "It's hard to see people with pig brains."

Xing Shao is just a plaything to her.

She and Xing Shao are nothing but a venting bucket for old grudges.

What they don't like is never something they care about.

"Miss Han." Song Miao took the coldness from her body and warned softly, "I'm not interested in what you care about, but if you dare to block my way, I won't be soft. She..."

Shen Shen glanced at Fang Qingqing, "It's the first one."

After she finished speaking, she turned around, and her gaze happened to meet Xing Shao who was rushing over.

Without looking at him, he just missed him and walked out.

Xing Shao's footsteps were slightly sluggish, his eyes touched her soaked clothes, he quickly took off his coat and covered her shoulders, wrapped her shoulders around her and imprisoned her in his arms, staring at everyone in the dressing room.

"Who did it!"

(End of this chapter)