Chapter 281

"Fu Jinhan, give me the pillow, are you the devil?" Jiang Mianmian cried.

The pillow is so cute. How can I throw it away? "

Jiang mianmianmian sat in Fu Jinhan's arms, his body arched forward, his hands stretched forward, trying to grasp the big soft pillow.

"Hum."

Fu Jin hums coldly, and in vain tightens his arm to stop Jiang Mianmian's restless movement. He looks at her with displeased eyes.

"Don't take it." Fu Jin opened his mouth coldly. His voice was chilly. He was immersed in a cold pool.

"Why?" Jiang mianmianmian protested loudly.

"Jiang mianmianmian, are you all so fickle?" Fu Jin Han repressed his anger and said word by word through his teeth.

As soon as the words came out, there was a chill in the whole car, which soon filled the whole space.

"Well?" Jiang mianmianmian looked away from the pillow and winked at Fu Jin Han.

What's the devil?

She just likes the pillow. What's Fu Jin Han doing?

"I don't care. I want the pillow. Qin Cang, help me throw it back."

Jiang mianmianmian couldn't reach it. He raised his head and cried to Qin Cang in the front row.

Qin Cang shivered, his eyes fixed on the front, pretending to drive attentively.

What did Miss Jiang say just now? No, no, he didn't hear anything.

Miss Jiang, please don't die again, OK?

Qin Cang thought so. His face was full of pain. He wanted to become a transparent invisible man.

"Hum." Jiang mianmianmian looks at Qin Cang's stiff back and grunts twice.

Fu Jin Han coldly lost an eye blade in front of him. Qin Cang Leng shivered, stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward.

"Ouch."

During the violent shaking of the car, Jiang mianmianmian bumped heavily towards the back and hit an elastic object behind him.

At the same time, her head was on Fu Jin Han's chin, and she breathed with pain, even tears came out.

"Sit down and don't move any more." Fu Jin Han's hands tightened tightly and opened his mouth coldly.

"Really, Qin Cang, how can you speed up all of a sudden?"

Jiang mianmianmian lowered her head with a resentful expression. The one just accelerated, and the pillow slipped under the seat. Now it's out of sight.

Jiang mianmianmian looks back pitifully and feels that she is leaning against a cold embrace. The piercing chill around her makes her move uneasily.

With her movement, Fu Jin Han's chill became more obvious, almost freezing to death.

Wait, Fu Jin Han is not really jealous, is he?

Jiang mianmianmian felt the falling temperature around him, suddenly realized this, and looked up at Fu Jinhan in surprise.

"Fu Jinhan, just now, you didn't think I was sulking because I was holding the pillow instead of you?"

Jiang mianmianmian said, his eyes fixed on Fu Jinhan, waiting for his answer.

"Well." Fu Jin Han was silent for a long time before he finally answered coldly.

"Still, really?" When Jiang mianmianmian saw him nodding, he couldn't help covering his face for a while.

Mr. boss, he is eating the vinegar of a pillow. If his staff knew it, they would be shocked.

Jiang mianmianmian continued to look at Fu Jinhan and asked cautiously: "what you just said is that I hold the pillow and don't hold you?"

As Jiang mianmianmian's voice came out, Fu Jinhan looked at her with deep eyes, and his tone was full of threats: "dare you."