Chapter 491

It has always been a warm and muddy style to refuse to welcome and deliberately retreat.

"It's fun. It's like Miss Wen coming here tonight in my pajamas. It's a coincidence to think so."

I smiled.

All the reporters who hadn't gone clean just now took a breath of air conditioning.

One after another, the camera was re aimed here.

But he was "invited" out before he could continue to ask.

When Wen Ni looked at me, his face was very ugly.

Seems to be trying to contain their emotions, did not change the ferocious face.

I looked at her frankly and looked at Qin Langjun.

She stabbed me and I gave it back. It was fair.

I never felt ashamed.

Wenni was sent back, and so was I.

Instead of going back to the company.

I stubbornly don't want to go back, but I can't resist Qin Langjun's meaning.

"Are you going to keep me at home before the wedding? This is disguised imprisonment?"

I didn't struggle much. I looked at him calmly and asked.

This is almost the same as imprisonment.

The company doesn't want me to go there for the time being. I can't touch anything. At most, I can take the remaining unfinished work home.

After all, they are all design classes. With the general framework and basic data, the rest is relatively simple.

He just frowned, but didn't answer.

It seems that the mood caused by what happened just now is very cold.

They all have a depressing smell.

The driver didn't dare to speak in front, but he still turned around secretly, with obvious uneasiness on his face.

"I'm going back."

I opened the door.

The car was moving fast and the doors were locked.

No matter how many times I buckle it, it's useless.

Originally, it was not so angry and wronged, but now it all burst out together.

"I said I'd go back to the company! Stop!"

I said sharply to the driver in front.

The speed really slowed down a bit.

But it didn't stop.

Just Qin Langjun's faint "continuation" restored the original.

His legs overlapped, his slender and good-looking hands were on his knees, indifferent and cool, and there was a strong emotion in his dark eyes.

It seems to want me to see the situation clearly.

Over and over again, it not only killed my mood, but also exhausted his patience.

In this gambling game, in addition to those so-called bets, it was the tenderness between me and him.

Even if we sit next to each other, we still seem to be separated by a distance.

I can't seem to go back to what I was.

"Then how can you let me go back?"

I don't even know what I'm feeling now.

The more you know what you shouldn't do, the more paranoid and capricious you are.

Just keep touching his bottom line to see where the bottom line can go.

The car didn't slow down. No matter what I said, the driver didn't mean to stop.

My anger is looming. If I hadn't tried my best to suppress it, I'm afraid these emotions would really be out of control.

"" is to keep touching his bottom line and see where the bottom line can go.

The car didn't slow down. No matter what I said, the driver didn't mean to stop.

My anger is looming. If I hadn't tried my best to suppress it, I'm afraid these emotions would really be out of control.

"Do you want to apologize to her personally and admit that I did all those things, or do you want to be dismissed and stay at home?"

Even if I try my best to stabilize my mood, when I think of these things, I am angry.

It has always been a warm and muddy style to refuse to welcome and deliberately retreat.

"It's fun. It's like Miss Wen coming here tonight in my pajamas. It's a coincidence to think so."

I smiled.

All the reporters who hadn't gone clean just now took a breath of air conditioning.

One after another, the camera was re aimed here.

But he was "invited" out before he could continue to ask.

When Wen Ni looked at me, his face was very ugly.

Seems to be trying to contain their emotions, did not change the ferocious face.

I looked at her frankly and looked at Qin Langjun.

She stabbed me and I gave it back. It was fair.

I never felt ashamed.

Wenni was sent back, and so was I.

Instead of going back to the company.

I stubbornly don't want to go back, but I can't resist Qin Langjun's meaning.

"Are you going to keep me at home before the wedding? This is disguised imprisonment?"

I didn't struggle much. I looked at him calmly and asked.

This is almost the same as imprisonment.

The company doesn't want me to go there for the time being. I can't touch anything. At most, I can take the remaining unfinished work home.

After all, they are all design classes. With the general framework and basic data, the rest is relatively simple.

He just frowned, but didn't answer.

It seems that the mood caused by what happened just now is very cold.

They all have a depressing smell.

The driver didn't dare to speak in front, but he still turned around secretly, with obvious uneasiness on his face.

"I'm going back."

I opened the door.

The car was moving fast and the doors were locked.

No matter how many times I buckle it, it's useless.

Originally, it was not so angry and wronged, but now it all burst out together.

"I said I'd go back to the company! Stop!"

I said sharply to the driver in front.

The speed really slowed down a bit.

But it didn't stop.

Just Qin Langjun's faint "continuation" restored the original.

His legs overlapped, his slender and good-looking hands were on his knees, indifferent and cool, and there was a strong emotion in his dark eyes.

It seems to want me to see the situation clearly.

Over and over again, it not only killed my mood, but also exhausted his patience.

In this gambling game, in addition to those so-called bets, it was the tenderness between me and him.

Even if we sit next to each other, we still seem to be separated by a distance.

I can't seem to go back to what I was.

"Then how can you let me go back?"

I don't even know what I'm feeling now.

The more you know what you shouldn't do, the more paranoid and capricious you are.

Just keep touching his bottom line to see where the bottom line can go.

The car didn't slow down. No matter what I said, the driver didn't mean to stop.

My anger is looming. If I hadn't tried my best to suppress it, I'm afraid these emotions would really be out of control.

"" is to keep touching his bottom line and see where the bottom line can go.

The car didn't slow down. No matter what I said, the driver didn't mean to stop.