Milan held back her anger and took some intimate photos of Xie Mingxuan and Han Xiaoxi.

In fact, it is said to be an intimate photo, but it is just Xie Mingxuan leaning against Han Xiaoxi and posing in some poses. However, these ordinary poses were taken through the camera lens, and the photos taken were of the two people being intimate.

This camera allows you to see the photos after taking them. Xie Mingxuan took a look at the photos and felt that he was quite satisfied.

He stretched out his hand and patted Milan's face and praised, "That's a good shot. I didn't expect you to have photography talent."

"Why are you taking these photos? You didn't even take a single photo with me, but you took so many with her." Milan couldn't help but asked in amusement.

Xie Mingxuan sneered, glanced at Han Xiaoxi who was lying on the bed and said to Milan in a cold voice: "Of course I have my own use, you don't need to worry about it, go to another room to rest! No matter what happens, don't come out, remember

Do you want to stay? Otherwise, you are seeking death and no one can save you."

After saying that, he strode out, making a phone call as he walked out.

Milan bit her lower lip slightly and glared at Han Xiaoxi on the bed with some resentment.

She is always luckier than her, luckier than her in everything.

When we were young, we danced together. She was obviously a better dancer, but the teacher liked Han Xiaoxi more.

The same goes for painting. She obviously works harder, but the teacher thinks Han Xiaoxi is more talented.

Not to mention practicing Taekwondo, I would praise Han Xiaoxi every day, but always talk coldly to her. She said she was not suitable for practicing martial arts at all, and her training would be in vain.

Now that she has grown up, she is obviously more beautiful and sexier than her, but good men like her one after another. Lin Muwen would not have come to his side if he had not used some tricks on his own.

Not to mention Xie Mingxuan, the two of them had sex, but he still protected her.

Thinking of these things from childhood to adulthood, Milan became even more resentful towards Han Xiaoxi.

Seeing that Xie Mingxuan had left, he finally couldn't help but stepped forward and kicked Han Xiaoxi.

But Han Xiaoxi was so fast asleep that she didn't react even if she was kicked.

So her kicks were in vain and even hit her own feet. She frowned in pain and left.

The doorbell rang ten minutes after Xie Mingxuan called. Xie Mingxuan went to open the door. Standing at the door was his bodyguard, who bowed respectfully to Xie Mingxuan.

"Take this to 302 on the third floor of xxx Road. As you know, that's Han Xiaoxi's residence. Knock on the door. If no one opens the door, put these through the crack of the door. You have to confirm these photos

You can only leave if you are seen by the people inside, you know?"

Xie Mingxuan put the stack of photos into the bodyguard's hands and gave the bodyguard cold instructions.

The bodyguard took a look at the things in the photo. Although he was a little confused, he didn't dare to ask any more questions and immediately nodded in agreement.

Xie Mingxuan sent the bodyguard away, then returned to the bar and slowly tasted Han Xiaoxi's unfinished wine.

Xie Longchen, Xie Longchen, I believe you can tell at a glance after seeing those photos whether you have lost your memory or whether you are a normal person.

Of course, the prerequisite is that Han Xiaoxi is important to him.
Chapter completed!