Chapter 30

"Dudu -"

the untimely knock on the door disturbed Jin Zuo's self indulgence.

Maybe only 0.1 mm short of him to kiss her, but it was the inexplicable distance that made him stop.

"I said, boss Jin, can you release my little girl friend? The dessert has not been eaten yet ~ "

through the heavy wooden door, Jin Zuo found Zheng Moyan so flat for the first time.

His strength fell so fast that Jiang Fu could easily break away from his arms.

Holding the edge of the washing table, Jiang Wu staggers to the door and shakes the dazzling light, which makes her head heavy.

Faintly, she opened the door and fell into Zheng Moyan's arms.

Zheng Moyan held her, a little flustered flashed through her eyes, lifted her hair, and was relieved to see that she was just drunk.

He bent down, picked up the man and said with a smile:

"it looks like there's no meat. The weight is not light. Little drunkard, let's go ~"

"stop."

Jin Zuo comes out from the women's bathroom. Ignoring the surprised eyes of other women around him, he makes a cold speech.

The expensive Gaoding shirt is stained with red wine, which is also called water drenching. It is wet and close, showing a strong and perfect figure.

Zheng Moyan turned his back to him with a ruffian smile on his mouth. He didn't care much and said:

"you know I'm a man, and no one forces me to nod my head if I don't care. It's no use for anyone to stop me. Boss Jin, have you ever heard an old saying of our ancestors? It's easy to ask God, but it's hard to send God. Since you ask me to carry the black pot for you, you should consider the consequences. "

Jin Zuo knew this man very well. He never saw Zheng Moyan seriously about women.

Therefore, Zheng Moyan will play a play.

Jin Zuo's whole body was cold, and the bloodstain on his face was watered down, like a perfect mask of abstinence, which was torn open: "so now you want to tell me that you have a crush on her?"

Zheng Moyan thought hard, turned his lips, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"maybe?"

After that, holding Jiang Wu in his arms, he went to the elevator of the hotel room no matter how smelly Jin Zuo's face was.

"Zheng Moyan!"

Jin Zuoba shouts. He's going to take Jiang Fu away. No matter what Zheng Moyan thinks, he can't give Jiang Fu to another man to spend a night alone in the hotel.

"Ding Ding Ding."

The mobile phone suddenly rings. Jin Zuo frowns and sees that it's Jiang querong.

Just now, she was dripping with blood, but he didn't care. Damn it -

touch the call button, and he put the receiver in his ear:

"Hello, sparrow."

"Hello, Mr. Jin, this is s Central Hospital. Miss Jiang querong is in a coma due to excessive blood loss due to arterial injury. Now she is sent to our hospital. We find that you are the only contact in her mobile phone, so we take the liberty to contact you..."

Jin left look up, see Zheng Moyan holding Jiang Wu into the elevator, long gone.

"OK, Central Hospital, right? I'll be right there

Hang up the phone of the hospital, he immediately sent a message to special help a Jin, and ordered him to come to Seven Star Beach Hotel immediately to pick up Jiang Wu.

Outside the hotel gate, his car was parked.

Heart like blocking cotton wadding, headache to crack, knead the temple.

He took the small bottle out of his pocket, poured out two small tablets and swallowed them.

I took the suit outside the front desk and threw it into the co driver of the sports car.

Jin left the accelerator to the end, the tire squeaked a harsh friction sound, and quickly drove out of the hotel.