Chapter 1300: Do you have any troubles? (5)

Ji Jinchuan looked at Suning, and Suning endured the pain: "I really don't know that the aunt will lock the door, even if you strangle me, I can't help it."
He loosened Suning, walked over to open the drawer of the bedside table, took out a box of unopened cigarettes from the inside, took out a lit box, and went to the balcony to smoke.
Suning looked at him, feeling aggrieved, but he could only swallow it in his stomach.
At eleven o'clock, she yawned several times in a row, and there were tears in her eyes.
She looked at the balcony. The man was leaning back against the handrail, standing with his legs crossed, his head down, his broken hair falling on his forehead, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Behind him was twilight, and the black shirt almost blended into the night.
Suning didn't dare to provoke him again, but it was really sleepy. After yawning, he walked over to lie down on the bed.
Just as she was going to sleep, she was dragged from the bed with great force.
The roar of a man is like thunder coming from the sky: "Suning, who gave you the guts to sleep on this bed?"
Su Ning sat on the ground, her dazed eyes slowly opened, staring blankly at Ji Jinchuan, and the man's somber and violent complexion. She gradually sobered up and blinked in grievance.
"There is only this bed here, do not sleep here, where do you sleep?"
Ji Jinchuan looked at her condescendingly, her dark eyes dark and deep, seemingly quenching the cold frost: "If you dare to move anything in the room, I must throw it out of the window!"
Suning winced, nodding blankly.
Ji Jinchuan did not want to stay in the same room with her, so he went to the balcony again.
Suning sat on the ground and did not move. Her sleep was abruptly disappeared by Ji Jinchuan. She sat on the ground with her arms around her legs, resting her chin on her legs. She felt aggrieved, and her tears fell off.
At two o'clock in the morning, drowsiness gradually rushed up, her head leaning against the bed and fell asleep.
This night, Ji Jinchuan stood on the balcony all night.
At eight o'clock the next morning, Xie Suling and Zhao Ma came outside the door. With Xie Suling's command, Zhao Ma opened the door.
Entering the room, she did not see men and women lying on the bed, only Suning was sleeping soundly next to the bed, and Ji Jinchuan was not seen in the room.
Xie Suling looked at Ma Zhao: "Go and find."
Mom Zhao responded and was about to go to the bathroom. When Ji Jinchuan entered the room from the balcony, he glanced at Xie Suling with a dark look.
The look was extremely fierce. Xie Suling's heart was open, and she opened her mouth. Before she spoke, she saw Ji Jinchuan hurried out of the room. The cold voice was deafening.
"Wu Ma!"
Wu Ma was downstairs. Hearing his yell, he immediately went to the second floor. When he walked in front of the man, he bowed his head and dared not look at his cold face.
Ji Jinchuan's handsome face, which seemed to have been carefully sculpted, flashed vigorously: "As long as the woman touched the room, take it away!"
Wu Ma buried her head and answered, "Yes."
Ji Jinchuan didn't want to stay for a moment, strode down the stairs, and walked over to pull the blazer on the falling hanger, because his force was too strong, the hanger was brought, and fell down on the shoe cabinet.
The gloomy man walked out of the living room without looking back. A moment later, the sound of a car engine came from the yard.
Outside the bedroom on the second floor, Wu Ma saw Xie Suling in the room, dared not enter, and stood outside the door.