Tiana Thorne’s heart skipped a beat.
Could it be a rat?
This is quite a high-end photography hall, there shouldn’t be any rats, right?
So...
Tiana basically guessed that there was probably a man next door.
She wasn’t the least bit guilty.
She humd a little tune: "My old ho is right in this village, I’m a native born and raised in this village, aha~"
Tiana’s biggest flaw is that while others’ singing costs money, hers can cost lives.
Probably, the angel forgot to kiss her throat, so...
She leisurely repeated this line because when she watches village dramas, that’s the only line she knows.
Then, she opened the bathroom door.
The mont she stepped out, she ran into the neighbor.
Just one glance and Tiana choked back her song, which she had repeated countless tis.
Oh my!
What a stunningly beautiful man.
A typical almond-shaped face, with a pair of captivating phoenix eyes adding a classical charm to his contours, and his long, high nose beneath which were thin cool lips, lightly pressed together, seemingly impatient.
But Tiana defiantly ignored his expression.
That jaw, so resolute, the face simply angelic, yet the depth in his eyes seed almost demonic.
What wicked allure.
He’s too beautiful!
Makes even her, a woman, feel inferior, yet, there’s no femininity about him; he’s so manly he seems like an ancient devilish marquis.
Darn it.
Can she go back to the bathroom and choose another song that she can sing passably well?
"This is the n’s restroom."
His voice was slightly hoarse, as if his vocal cords were damaged, but it didn’t affect the allure in his voice at all, only making her feel his presence even more.
This man is so undeniably attractive to her tastes.
Tiana imdiately flashed a sweet smile, with her dimples on her cheeks shining brightly: "Sorry, I thought no one was here; the won’s restroom next door was occupied."
The man just glanced at her indifferently, then turned and walked to the sink.
Tiana hurriedly followed him, casually asking, "Are you also an actor in ’The Fox Spirit’?"
He did not speak, seemingly treating her as a puff of air.
Tiana was unwilling and asked again, "I haven’t seen you before; are you new here?"
Yet again, she was ignored.
She couldn’t stand it.
The little fox spirit took the initiative to chat with the handso guy, only to be ignored, her bare face wasn’t that bad, right?
Tiana directly perched on the edge of the sink, thus aligning herself with his height, not needing to look up with an inferior posture.
She stretched out her elegant fingers and grabbed his tie, pulling him forcefully towards her.
Her gaze was very queen-like, smiling with wickedness and arrogance: "Pretty boy, do you think staying silent ans I won’t flirt with you?"
The man’s brow clearly exuded a coldness incompatible with his appearance, squinting his eyes, yet his phoenix eyes ignited an even more wicked gaze, devilishly charming to the extre.
"With what skills will you flirt with ?"
Tiana lightly moved her little finger, tightening her grip on his tie a notch: "I’ll flirt first, then we’ll talk."
"I thought Director Dawson’s choice of roles would be different, but now it seems..."
He spoke, pausing, his gaze scanning up and down her, stopping at her pretty eyes, his eyes squinted tighter, filled with disdain: "No different from those flamboyant sluts outside."
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