Chapter 1473： Hang sister's gift 1

She didn't speak, just nodded.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Wang Jiaohua shook her head.

She lowered her head slightly and bit her lower lip lightly.

In fact, she felt a fire in her body, and a feeling of emptiness and wanting to go crazy.

She is not Ling Weifeng's emotional idiot, she knows what this feeling is about.

It was too shame to make her dare not face Fang Jiming.

What's the matter, I haven't felt this way before, it's because she has changed color.

Want to fall down when you see a male god?

Fang Jiming stretched out his hand to help her arrange her scarf.

When the hand touched her face, Wang Jiaohua's body trembled lightly, almost groaning.

She was so frightened that she was stiff, for fear of being seen.

Fang Jiming, who had been paying attention to her, naturally saw her unnaturalness.

Frowned, "Is it uncomfortable?"

Wang Jiaohua shook her head, not daring to open her mouth, for fear of making a sound of shame.

Clenched his fists tightly.

She couldn't bear the feeling of electric shock, she pinched her nails directly into her palms.

The slight pain and some cold evening breeze finally made her sober.

"Not uncomfortable? So shall we go back now?"

The spring is cold, and the temperature at night is still relatively low.

He couldn't bear to take her into a cold wind like this.

Wang Jiaohua still did not speak, but she was still uncomfortable.

His throat seemed to be burnt.

When the car drove downstairs to the apartment, Fang Jiming got out of the car first, then went around to her side to help her unfasten the seat belt.

Reaching out to protect the roof of the car, for fear that she might bump her head.

It was dark outside and he couldn't see her hands.

Sending her upstairs, Wang Jiaohua didn't want to let him in.

She didn't know what was going on now, what if he went in and she couldn't hold back and threw him down.

She was so embarrassed that she seemed very hungry.

She stood at the door without speaking, hoping that Fang Jiming would take the initiative to go back.

After all, he is a very gentleman and a well-educated person, and generally does not spend the night here at night.

The only time, that night Bu Zhiyao came back, she was drunk.

He watched her here all night.

If it was changed to the past, Fang Jiming would definitely go back.

After all, he respects her and will not go beyond.

But not tonight, she was drunk, and he was worried about her alone.

So he put his hands in his pockets, and said slowly, "Don't you ask me to go in and sit?"

"Huh?" Wang Jiaohua was a little surprised.

"I'm thirsty."

"Ah? Oh." Wang Jiaohua said, before opening the door hesitantly.

After changing her shoes, she did not dare to stay at all and went straight to the kitchen.

"Sit down first, and I'll pour you some water."

Opening the refrigerator door and stuffing her head in, the coldness finally made her mind clearer.

After blowing the refrigerator air-conditioning for a while, Wang Jiaohua took two glasses of water and walked out.

One cup is hot water for Fang Jiming.

She herself served a glass of ice water.

Cool down.

She sits very cautiously, a little restless.

Fang Jiming glanced at the cup he took over. There was some red on the transparent glass.

He frowned, took a closer look, his face changed slightly.

I grabbed her hand, "What's the matter."

I saw three deep nail marks on her palms, and the blood on them hadn't dried yet.

It was almost an electric shock, Wang Jiaohua quickly withdrew her hand.

He held her hand, and her impulse became more obvious.

Seeing her body straightened and her face flushed abnormally, he probably guessed why.

I was angry and helpless.