Chapter 893

"Ning Zong!" Soon Wang Junye had come to the car.

It's windy. The wind is getting louder.

"Mr. Fu, please open the door." Wang Junye bypasses the car and wants Fu ting to talk.

Fu Ting drove backward and sped away.

"Ning Zong!" Wang Junye looked very worried, "President Fu, please open the door!"

Fu ting in the car didn't speak. He sneered and stepped on the accelerator. Ning Wan was a little worried. He looked out of the car and looked at Fu ting. "What are you doing? Stop! "

Fu Ting didn't speak. He drove on.

"He's after the car. Stop!" Ning Wan cries eagerly.

Wang Junye ran after the car for a long time, and his figure gradually disappeared.

Ning Wan has been lying on the seat to look back, soon completely can not see the figure of Wang Junye.

With a roar, a flash of lightning appeared.

Ning Wan's mood is as bad as the weather outside, with sullen face, "what do you want to do?"

"He drove by himself."

The implication is to let him go back by himself? Ning Wan said angrily, "Fu Ting! Are you crazy? "

"It's not that I'm crazy, it's that you didn't figure out the situation, you won't..." Speaking of this, Fu Ting's voice became colder and colder, "won't you really like that man?"

"It doesn't matter who I like!" If you are in a hurry, you'd better blurt it out.

Suddenly, the car stopped. Ning Wan's body almost flew out. After a few seconds, she covered her forehead. "I think you are really crazy!"

"Did you forget about the divorce agreement?"

It's like talking with one another. Ning Wan looks out of the car with her arms in her arms and says nothing.

The mountain road is rugged and hard to walk. Time is close to four o'clock in the morning, Ning Wan is sulking alone, sleepy, and gradually closes his eyes.

There was a rustle in my ear, like a man's deliberately low voice.

Ning Wan opens her eyes slowly. This is a hotel room with thick curtains blocking the outside view. Looking at the bedside lamp, under the dim yellow light, a man with wide shoulders and narrow waist is talking to himself. His voice is low and sexual. Feeling, slowly spread, like the most wonderful piano music.

As if hearing the news, Fu Ting looks back. His hair was a little messy, his face was a little lazy, he was wearing a white bathrobe, he looked back and saw the woman on the bed wake up, and he lowered his voice and said, "I'll talk about it later."

Ning Wan wrapped the quilt tightly and didn't find out what the situation was at that time. "Why are you here?"

"It's only seven or eight hours before I get you out."

"What time is it now?"

Fu Ting slowly walked over and showed Ning Wan the wristwatch at the head of the bed, "12:30 at noon."

While talking, he came to the bed from the side of the bed, lay down, and looked at Ning Wan. He looks like a cheetah full of food, harmless, but intentionally unleashes infinite charm.

After staring at his handsome face for two seconds, Ning Wan's already slightly hot face was instantly scorched by the fire, which could not be dispelled.

"You blush."

Hearing the man's voice, Ning Wan patted his face and didn't turn over. "You go out first."

"I opened this room." Fu Ting chuckled and moved up. He picked up the cigarette box from the bed and lit a cigarette in silence.

Smelling the smoke, Ning Wan turned around. "Can Fu always stop smoking in the room?"

"Better to think I'm qualified?"

Ning Wan's small hand was slightly shaken, looking very angry.

Fu Ting hooked his lips and took a deep breath of smoke. The white ring came out of his mouth and filled the room.

He smiled and looked at Ning Wan's eyes. "I'm just smoking. Why are you so angry? It's just that I don't smoke. "

The slender fingertips moved, crushing half the smoke into the ashtray.

Rather Wan ignore, back to the body, body slightly shaking.

Fu Ting suddenly came forward and hugged her from behind. She was obviously frightened and stiff.

"So repel me?"

Ning Wan's voice was a little hoarse, and he whispered, "President Fu, men and women don't care about each other. Please respect yourself."

"What if I don't respect myself?" Fu Ting put his big hand around her slender waist and approached her gently.

Beside the ear is the burning breath, Ning Wan's body is more rigid.

Low laugh came, Fu Ting low Sheng said to Ning Wan: "what are you afraid of?"

"You let me go." Ning Wan pulled Fu Ting's hand. "What are we like? Do you hear me? Let go of me! "

Fu Ting suddenly turned over, two big hands clamped on two small wrists and pressed the little woman under his body, "what do you say we are now? What are we?"

"You You let me go. " Ning Wan's voice trembled.

Seeing the people under him like this, Fu Ting's celebration seems better, and his voice is much gentler than just now. His hands caressed her face and moved down inch by inch.Ning Wan found that her heart was about to jump out, her cheeks were red to catch fire, and her brain was suddenly blank.

"Wan Wan..." Fu Ting's voice is gentle, which almost makes women indulge in his gentle figure and eyes full of love and treasure.

Dong Dong -

let the two in the room have a meal.

Ning Wan was the first to react and hurriedly pushed the person on her.

Fu Ting's body was pushed to one side because he was unprepared. Damn it, who knocked at this time?

"Ning Zong! Are you in it? "

Fu Ting's eyes were dazed. This man's speed is really fast.

Ning Wan became flustered and hurried to look for clothes. "What about my clothes? where? Where is it? "

Fu Ting looked in his eyes and sneered, "because he's a fake. Are you nervous?"

"It's not good to be seen like this, you know?" Ning Wan went around and found nothing. "What about my clothes?"

Fu Ting rolled over and lay on his back with his hands behind his head

There's nothing in the room. What do you wear? Ning Wan was annoyed. "Why don't you say it? What am I going to do now? "

"How can I call you when you sleep so hard?"

At this time, the voice of Wang Junye sounded outside the door, "Ning Zong, I am Wang Junye, are you in it?"

There was a woman's voice outside the door, "this gentleman, you will make a noise to our guests."

Wang Junye seems to ignore the people beside him, and continues to knock on the doorplate, "Ning Zong! Better be president! "

"I I'm here. " Ning Wan answered, suddenly noticed the bedspread under him, and hurriedly pushed Fu ting.

Fu Ting frowned. "What to do?"

"You get up first."

Fu Ting was obedient and turned over from the bed. Ning Wan throws the quilt to one side, rolls around the sheet, and the white sheet turns into a long skirt with a bra.

"Do you want to open the door like this?"

Ning Wan looked at herself from head to toe, "what's the matter?"

Puckering his lips, Fu Ting began to take off his bathrobe.

"What do you want to do?" Ning Wan turned around and his cheeks were even hotter.

The man doesn't say, take off the bathrobe and put it on Ning Wan.

People outside the door seem to be in a hurry. Their voices are a little louder

Glancing at Fu ting in a hurry, Ning Wan whispered to the man outside, "here comes."