"Well, if you don't, I'll know sooner or later."

"Wang Yi There are some things you don't want to know. " Don't open your face, don't dare to look into his eyes.

"So you choose not to say anything?" Her jaw was gripped by the man's powerful fingers, her proud eyes still refused to show half soft, obstinately closed her mouth and confronted him silently, while half of the cigarette burning in his fingers was about to burn her skin.

When she gradually recovered, she slowly loosened her mouth and looked closely. There was a clear tooth mark on the back of her hand, oozing a little blood.

Tong en bites his lips. It's more difficult for him to get rid of his anger. He grabs his palm and bites it down. This bite is so fierce that Han Cheng is scared. But he doesn't dare to make a sound. But the noble and cold man's face doesn't change, so he is willing to be bitten.

Han Cheng and the driver look back at Wan Jingting's face, which coldly looks at the woman in his arms, thin lips pursed into a line.

The man next to her suddenly grabbed her, grabbed her by the wrist and took her into his arms. He said coldly, "which wild man do you want to find?"

Without any sign of stopping, she began to twist the handlebars, "do you hear me, let me out of the car!"

Tong en endured the pain in his neck, lowered his head and said, "stop the car. I want to get out of the car."

The man stares at the hand that he is brushed away, angrily and coldly says to Han Cheng: "shut up for me."

"Miss Tong, in fact, the president just cares about you. He just couldn't find you and

Tong en didn't have a good temper either, so he knocked off his hand and turned his face. "I'm not your cat and dog, and I have my own dignity!"

"Tong en." Cool thin voice overflowed from his throat again, big palm picked up her face, a deep smile: "never a woman dare to speak like this in front of me."

Does she understand his uneasiness?

This little woman is really more and more eloquent. How can she get angry? Of course, he needs her to say no. he needs her to give a clear attitude, but what is she thinking?

Wan Jingting turned his head slowly with his fingers slightly, and his expression became more and more serious.

Fingernails are trapped in the meat, she closed her eyelids, gently pulled out a cool smile to the heart, "is not what? I said, "don't you believe it?"

Tong en's small face was withered. It turned out that she was so untrustworthy of his trust.

Two outsiders in the car were constantly sweating because of the war in the back seat, praying to send the two Buddhas home. But the boss's words ignited the conflict between the two people.

When he said that the wind was light and the clouds were light, Tong en heard that his spine was cold, and his eyes looked up at him in surprise. At the moment, his proud and cold face was extremely stinging, as if he was telling something shameful.

The man pulled his lips and said, "maybe you can tell me that he is desperate for you tonight. That knife will make you fall in love with him again."

Her excessive silence made matters worse.

Wan Jingting narrowed his eyes, moved away at the last moment, put out the cigarette end, and asked people to open the window to disperse the smoke in the car.

She pursed her lips and had no strength to fight him.

He encircled her from behind, tightened his arm, let her lean on his shoulder, and said coldly, "Oh, where do you want to go like this?"

Angry and aggrieved, she was forced to pillow his shoulder, close her eyes and pretend not to hear him.