As soon as Zhao Jian opened the door and stepped in with one foot, he was pushed down in the driver's seat. Before he could react, a strong attack came from behind. He pressed one hand on the seat and the bottom of the other hand on the center console.

At the same time, the strength of the elbow was still against his back, and a buttock replaced her in the driver's seat.

Zhao Jian is very angry. Who does this kind of prank?

As soon as she looked back, she saw the man's face, which was as deep as water. She was surprised, "you..."

Then you wait for him to finish, he was pushed a few times, the whole person was in a mess from the driver's seat, climbed to the co driver's seat, knee and thigh pain in the center console.

"What are you doing?" She asked, frowning.

"You're drinking, you can't drive."

He leaned over to help her fasten her seat belt and start the car at the same time.

Zhao Jian gave birth to a big white eye, "don't you also drink?"

"I'm fine." He said.

Zhao Jian had no choice but to be strict with others and lenient with herself.

She looked at him, want to ask him why so, but this words in the lips turn a few circles, and silently swallow back, in other words: "thank you."

The man's hand holding the steering wheel suddenly tightened. What he wanted was never her thanks, and some things would never be able to be expressed clearly by a thank you.

He pursed his lips and ignored her.

Not far away, Zhao Jian's spirit of wine came up, drunk and drowsy, and her mind's affairs turned into a wool ball without thread.

His body was burning hard, and there was a kind of unspeakable dryness and heat from the inside to the outside, which made him want to find a cold place to stick it.

Ji Rufeng takes a look at her and knows that he's drunk.

However, Zhao Jian was honest. Although she was drunk, she was still tied firmly to the co pilot by the seat belt. She was neither drunk nor asked for this or that. Only her collar was unknowingly rubbed open.

It took almost an hour from night to the small building. There was no one on the street in the middle of the night, only stars in the sky. The neon on the roadside witnessed the beginning of their discord.

"Hello, Zhao Jian, wake up." He patted her face and Zhao Jian opened her eyes vaguely.

This wine is really strong, the man's gentle hand fell on his face, so that she wanted to grasp, and then stick to her face.

"Wake up." Ji Rufeng said again.

Zhao Jian looked at him, but she laughed. He was heartless.

The man couldn't help frowning.

"Ji Rufeng, you are a good man."

The man's eyebrow wrinkled tighter, first praise means after derogatory, she must have no good words behind.

He bent down to take her out. He was not going to listen to her messy words.

The moment her arm encircles her shoulder, Zhao Jianyang starts to smile again.

"Hey, hey, you know what?" He put his fingers around his neck, raised his head, and laughed heartlessly. But after listening carefully, he found the voice trembling and heartbreaking. "I long for being collected, properly placed, and carefully preserved all my life, so as to avoid my shock, pain, exile, and no one to depend on. (quote)

Ji Rufeng's heart shakes. He usually doesn't say such words to his lover. He has been so strong and strong for so many years. How could he ever say such weak words.

"You're drunk. I'll take you in." He leaned over and carefully carried her out, but failed to stop his voice.

"But I know, I know, I always know, he will never come. (Reference) "

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