Tong en frowned and looked at him. Her heart was hairy and her lips were tingling. She reached for her hand and looked down. She was bitten and bleeding. Tong en had mixed feelings in her heart and looked at him with puzzled eyes.
The man also noticed this, his eyes were smiling, and he raised his long finger to appease her.
Tong en looked away awkwardly, his face wide open.
“……”
Instead of giving her a chance to speak, he said, "this phone call interrupts your conversation with me. I don't like it."
Tong en looked back at him. The man's indifferent eyes made her angry.
"My cell phone!" This is the third floor. I don't know where the mobile phone fell, but from the posture he threw it, it was probably completely broken.
Tong en didn't have time to respond. He found that the call was from Shen Tuoyuan. At the moment when he pressed the answer button, the man with a cool temperament grabbed her mobile phone and threw it out of the railing.
Holding her breath, she felt that the mobile phone was about to answer, but her hand was shaking. The man's eyes were sharp in the moment. Not only did she not get rid of what she thought, but also she had more malicious ideas.
Tong en clenched his fingertips and was forced into the corner by him. At this time, his mobile phone suddenly rang to break the deadlock.
He suddenly called her out, voice deep sexy, with the past love is different from the approaching chill.
"Tong en."
Her head is blank. Tong en is at a loss. There is only one feeling in her heart. She wants to ask Han Cheng and Bai Dong. She has a premonition in her heart that they know what happened to Wang Yi.
Tong en slapped his hand open. His voice was clear and clear. The man stared at her and laughed.
Then he took another step forward. The bridge of his nose pressed the tip of her nose. He looked into her eyes and laughed: "silly girl, I'll tell you, what you know is not Wang Yi. Wang Yi is too cowardly, but the one you know..." He stopped, looked at her blank and shivering, and whispered, "he doesn't love you enough. I'm the only one... "
The man stopped because of her words, and his eyes kept deep: "only he can get close to you? Wang Yi? "
As he approached, the cold belt buckle on his waist came up, and Tong en's palm was sweating. He said, "don't come here!"
Tong en swallowed his throat. His breath seemed to be restrained.
"I don't like to repeat the same thing a second time." He copied it in his pants pocket and squinted.
Tong en was frightened by his cold voice and said, "aren't you Wang Yi?"
Under the dark night, the man took a step forward, coldly coagulated her figure and whispered in her ear: "it doesn't matter if you don't understand. You only need to know one thing. Wang Yi is Wang Yi and I am me. If I can't tell, I'll be unhappy. "
The eyebrows shrink. The more Tong en listens, the more confused he is. His panic is magnified and he steps back: "who? What are you talking about? Why can't I understand? "
His indifferent eyes because of her little action and a shallow smile, open a way: "however, your kissing technology is not good, he said?"
Always feel what's wrong, but can't say, quiet in Tong en looked at him again, or that face, that eyes, but why like a changed person.
Tong en bit his white lip and looked at him defensively: "who are you?"
Not like, not happy Although Wang Yi also said such emotional words, they have never appeared so frequently.
"You say you are not Wang Yi, then who are you?" Tonn asked again.