The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 463 Cat-Eared Teenage Idol vs. Draft Team's Petite Salted Fish 14

  The elevator descended from the tall building, and the white figures jumped.

   The sunlight outside was a little dazzling. She wore a pair of sunglasses, which made her face smaller and smaller. She stood there bored and played with her phone, her slender fingers clasping the custom phone case around Zuoduo.

   White, very beautiful, with a silver chain hanging around the girl's fingers.

   Even without makeup, the thick face is still unbelievably resistant, and the temperament is a little bit of Central European aristocratic arrogance.

   "Ding Dong—"

   The elevator door opened.

  Jiang Li'an was swiping Zuoduo's video, and came out in a hurry. He didn't wear headphones, his voice was out, he took two steps forward without raising his head, and bumped into a tall and slender figure!

  's forehead slammed directly on the other's chest, with a thin white shirt, the texture lines were thin and firm, and the tip of the nose was filled with a fresh and lingering fragrance.

   She was stunned all of a sudden, and she raised her eyes with golden stars, and her peach blossom eyes were still stained with confused mist.

"Excuse me…"

   Only had time to catch a glimpse of the boy's cold and **** Adam's apple, before he was pushed away mercilessly by his long fingers against his shoulders.

   The translucent elevator door reflects the figure as jade as pine and cypress.

  The man raised his hand and lowered the brim of his hat at will, and the faint shadow that fell down covered his eyes: "It's okay."

   His movements were cold, his phalanges were beautiful, he was wearing a black mask, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

   The distance is very close in an instant.

  The other hand was holding a mobile phone, and he was talking to someone. He didn't know what the other side said. He walked straight out and responded. His voice was a little cold and lazy, but it was still too good to hear.

  Jiang Li'an frowned, and actually felt that the voice was a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

   That man was tall, and looked down upon him. Before he left, he glanced at her lightly. If there was anything, the height difference made Jiang Li'an very uncomfortable.

   But it was she who bumped into someone first. Jiang Li'an couldn't say anything. She stepped into the elevator and stood in the center.

  You can see the back of the young man walking out the door. His temperament is very outstanding. If he insists, he looks like an idol standing under the bright lights.

   She wondered when the owner of this building would have a handsome young man.

Jiang Li'an is a half-hearted person. She is very sensitive to people with this kind of body shape and temperament. Thinking that a director friend and Huaxing executives should like it, she happened to have the phone in her hand. When you leave the back, click the shooting button with your fingertips.

   "Crack."

  The volume is not turned off, and the sound is very clear in the silent space.

   The man suddenly turned around in response, and his eyes met the dazzling flash.

   The white light that suddenly lit up a little under the dim sky, reflected in the cold blue eyes of the young man, like a sea of ​​drowning stars. He seemed to be used to this kind of shooting, and without blinking his eyes, he looked at Jiang Li'an.

In the    camera, the boy's appearance was frozen into a picture.

   The elevator doors gradually closed.

  Jiang Li'an stood in the elevator door, lazily holding the mobile phone in one hand, and the bracelet on his wrist was beautiful. He didn't shy away from smiling and tilted his head.

   In Shen Qingzhuo's calm eyes, he whistled frivolously, his tone was loose and arrogant, and his voice was as sweet as milk tea with nine points of sugar added.

   "Brother, take a picture."

   Word by word, knocked into Shen Qingzhuo's eardrums.

   The girl hooked her lips and was extraordinarily leisurely. She looked a little bad, like a little devil with tentacles and a tail in Western mythology. She was very perverse.

  The elevator door slowly closed, Jiang Li'an didn't think the other party had time to do anything.

   Shen Qingzhuo looked at her, narrowed her eyes impatiently, and walked over quickly.

  Jiang Li'an immediately pressed the close button. It's nice to do bad things upright and bright, but it's not nice to be caught.

  The moment the elevator doors are about to close—

  The long legs stepped in, the lines were straight and superior, those clean sneakers, stepped into the elevator coldly!

"deleted."

The words    tepid and tepid were thrown down.

   The agent on the other side of the phone was a little confused: "What? What did you say, God?!"

  The boy's tone was low and seductive, but unfortunately the master was too cold, and that voice had no emotion at all, which made people feel bad, trying to break his indifference, spit out a blurry low breath.

  “…”

   Overturned.

   But is Missy a person with a guilty conscience?

no way.

   "I made it on my own merits, why did I delete it?" Jiang Li'an was not very interested at first, but seeing his meticulous appearance, he teased him casually.

  Shen Qingzhuo paused for a while, looked at her, and there seemed to be a hint of laziness in her calm tone: "Have you always been so fond of secretly photographing others?"

   What is always?

   He was the first person to make the eldest lady want to take a photo, but Jiang Li'an didn't want to explain this kind of thing to the other party, staring at the slender figure approaching him.

   His eyes moved from his long legs to his waist, and then to his collarbone and Adam's apple, all of them were **** and abstinent. They didn't reveal the slightest bit, but they were alluring, and finally fixed on his face. Unfortunately, he couldn't see anything.

   There were only the two of them in the elevator room, stagnant on the first floor, and the four walls reflected the youth's aggressive lines, slightly hazy.

   A silent sense of oppression filled the air.

   "No." Jiang Li'an was also happy, seeing that he really didn't like it, he put the phone in front of him, clicked on the photo, and pressed the delete button, "Is it alright?"

   "Someone secretly filmed you?! Are you okay? Be careful of illegitimate meals! If there is a problem with this apartment, I'll change the house for you right away—God, talk to me."

   The manager's voice was raised on the phone, but Shen Qingzhuo didn't reply, looking down at her as she deleted the photo, his eyes slowly moving with the little feathers swaying on the girl's hand rope.

   She barely looked back until she asked if it was okay.

  Why...I want to play more.

   He frowned, feeling that the two snow-white cat ears in his hair were about to move at any time, and there was a posture that they were about to pop out, and he sneered impatiently.

   Jiang Li'an mistakenly thought that his impatience was towards her, and raised his chin.

   "The photo has also been deleted, you can go."

   The sound of the last few words was almost silent, and the voice that melted between the lips and teeth was still caught by Shen Qingzhuo.

   He didn't say anything, his brows and eyes obviously didn't care. When Jiang Li'an glanced at him sideways, the outline was very meaningful, and the vague familiarity suddenly reached its peak.

   She wanted to see his eyes clearly, and involuntarily came closer, the huge sunglasses on the bridge of her nose were suddenly taken off by slender fingers like jade!

The    joints are enlarged in the sight, and even the carpal bones are cold, as if feathers brushed the skin, almost no illusion, but also with aggression that cannot be concealed.

   In the end, the sunglasses were placed on the bridge of the boy's nose, covering those eyes, and the falling voice was laziness, not a smile: "It's an apology."

  “???”

  What kind of gift? !

"Give it back to me!" Jiang Li'an wanted to reach out to grab it, but the man grabbed her wrist easily because of her height. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't get rid of it. .

   QAQ

   (end of this chapter)