Jiang Jiang was surprised to see that the phone was connected.
I don't know if Fu Jiabei knows her phone number. When she calls, he doesn't answer at all.
But this time the phone was connected without warning. Jiang Jiang was happy. He was about to speak. Who knew that a female voice came from the phone.
Jiang Jiang's face suddenly looked ugly, and his hand holding the mobile phone trembled.
"Hello? Who are you looking for... Strange, why not... Huh!"
The woman's voice suddenly stopped, as if suddenly blocked by something.
Then there were some strange sounds, ambiguous panting.
Jiang Jiang was stunned for a moment, and then realized what the sound was. For a moment, his face turned green and red, and his expression was ferocious.
Just listening to the voice, I can imagine how hot the young men and women on the mobile phone should be.
Zeng Mingyue is the only bitch who can answer the phone under Fu Jiabei's eyes and have such a thing with him!
Jiang Jiang thought that Fu Jiabei, a cold man, was cold and aloof in love, but he didn't expect that he could be so enthusiastic.
He was enthusiastic about Zeng Mingyue's ordinary and worthless woman.
Jealousy is like a vine. Jiang Jiang's breath is suffering. It seems that every breath carries a skate.
"Well... I just put on lipstick and it's all yours! Fu Jiabei, you're so upset!"
The girl's voice sounded again, and then a man's voice with a smile sounded. Only half a sentence of the phone was hung up.
But this made Jiang Jiang more uncomfortable and collapsed. She almost threw her mobile phone out.
Over there, the parking lot of the mall.
When Fu Jiabei didn't find the parking space, he suddenly stopped, turned sideways, put a palm on the back of Zeng Mingyue's head and kissed the girl who was seriously answering the phone.
Zeng Mingyue was ignorant. Obviously, he didn't kiss so much at ordinary times, and he didn't know what was going on at the moment. He kept making a shameful voice that made her blush.
Maybe it was in the closed car, and the sound seemed to be infinitely amplified. In short, Zeng Mingyue felt ashamed and died.
When he released her, her whole face turned red again, and he ruined all the lipstick he had just applied.
Zeng Mingyue could not help but pinch his fist and beat Fu Jiabei. Some wanted to cry without tears.
There were two sirens in the back, and the lights came and shook their eyes.
"Hey, kiss on the side. It's in the way, man."
Then came a man's cry and reminder. Zeng Mingyue covered her face and lay on her legs.
Fu Jiabei smiled, turned the direction and drove away slowly and calmly.
When Fu Jiabei found a parking space and parked the car, Zeng Mingyue reluctantly cleaned up his sticky lip makeup.
At this time, she remembered the phone just now, "eh, the phone hung up."
Fu Jiabei also looked at the central control screen along her line of sight, and his eyes were cold.
"Well, maybe it's the wrong number. There's no need to care."
He leaned over and personally helped Zeng Mingyue unfasten his seat belt. The man suddenly approached and breathed the familiar and masculine fresh breath of him.
Zeng Mingyue was immediately taken away all his attention and immediately forgot about the phone.
"Let's go and take you to choose a gift."
Fu Jiabei raised his eyes and looked with a smile at his girlfriend who had made up her makeup again.