Exposing half of his back, he held his long hair in a bunch and tied it into a braid.
Isn't he the man in the picture?
Tong en blushed with shame and cried to him in a low voice, "don't go too far!"
He looked at him quietly for a while. He seemed very tired. He was taking a rest with his eyes closed. After a night, a blue beard had grown on the man's chin. His slovenly appearance was much milder than when he was cold and fierce.
Before getting on the bus, she took a look at the license plate number and remembered it: 8888
Tong en was also very afraid of him, but also very curious about him. Since he took her to the imperial palace for a night, she appeared in the charming color like a king. Tong en had a hunch that he was not an ordinary person, and her previous guess was that she was in a daze, and no one dared to interrupt and hug him every time he spoke How can a man with such a strong aura be mediocre? Not to mention him, let's talk about the car. Tong en remembers that when Ji Jinhe took her to the auto show, he pointed to this car and told her that it was expensive and of excellent quality.
He nests quietly in his arms. Tong en looks at the two men who didn't say a word. They seem to be afraid of this man.
However, Tong en also knows that he is not mature and charming enough to wear men's clothes. He can barely be called a handsome young man. Compared with his type, he is obviously defeated miserably.
Tong en bowed her head and didn't explain at all. She felt like a handsome boy in men's clothes, but the man in front of her seemed to hate her so much.
The huge LED billboard cast a bright white light on Tong en's face, which was not made of powder. The man put up her chin and said: "no matter how you dress, you'll be delicate!"
Tong en's face was hot again. He felt his wig and whispered, "I'm afraid someone will recognize me. I'll change it when I go home."
Tong en is flattered. He takes a breath and covers his chest with his small hand. His sword eyebrows and eyes are wide. His deep eyes close and encircle her shoulders. Her broad and warm hands make her unable to move. Her thin lips press on her hair. It's not a natural fragrance. The man opens his eyes and stares at the wig. His voice is very cold: "after work, do you want to dress up like a man or a woman?"
“……”
Tong en was aware of the oppressive atmosphere in the car, and his fingers on one side of the car were tightly folded. Because it was summer, the air conditioner was on in the car, and Tong en was a little cold. His body trembled, and then his shoulder was loosened. He took her backpack and put it aside, holding her in his arms.
Wan Jingting stares at the girl's side face and feels that she has lost a lot of weight these days. He frowns unhappily.
Han Cheng, who was driving in front of him, looked back and saw that his wife had been bullied by the president and was helpless. He couldn't help laughing. He cast a warning look at her. Han Cheng didn't dare to laugh at her any more.
There was no smiling face.
Tong en gave in and took back his angry eyes. Carrying his backpack, he opened the door on the other side and sat down.
Wan Jingting held up his mobile phone to keep her away from her. His thin lips were very close to hers. He stared at her deeply for a while and then said, "I can do more things. Do you believe it? Get in the car
Tong en didn't tell Wan Jingting the detailed address. He pointed to the front and said that he would just get off there.
The black car slowly stops at the edge of the tree. Tong en breaks free from the man's arms, opens the door with a bag of wine in his arms, and tears out a stiff smile: "I'm here. You can drop me off. Thank you very much."
With that, Tong en closed the door and got out of the car. She heard the sound of the door slamming down heavily. She looked back, and the tall posture also got out of the car with her.