Chapter 194: The boss of the final article, Hello, 21

"Go out, immediately!" Jiang was black and sullen.
The trousers that clung to the thighs were cool, and I couldn’t dare to make any bad ideas at this critical juncture. I honestly shrank myself like a shackle and slid out against the wall. But when he passed side by side, he was buckled by his wrist.
"The key is handed over." Jiang looked at her without looking at her, and her tone was cold.
The palm of her wrist that grips her wrist is flexible and powerful. As if she is looking up at his chilly side, she still wants to hang and test.
"You hurt me." Her voice was soft and soft. As if he was looking at him for a moment, he tried to see a trace of hidden disappointment from his indifferent face.
The river is silent, and he can hear his smooth and steady breathing in silence. For a long time, he suddenly sneered.
The next second, Wen Ruyi regretted his boldness.
The force on the wrist is violently increased! When Wen was so stunned, he was slammed outside the door, and a few slippers on his feet fell to the side and it was too late.
When passing through the hall, Jiang dragged her away with one hand, and picked up the high heels placed at the door with one hand, striding straight down the stairs.
Wen Ru is really hurting, angry and angry, "Jiang Li, let go! My hand is broken by you!"
His thin lips pressed into a cool straight line, and he did not return to his head.
"Jiang Li!" Wen Ruyi did not want to make himself too embarrassed, but the rude behavior of the river is really hurtful.
She wants to struggle and resist, but to speak to her mouth, she said, "You have to let me go where I have to wear shoes at least, the outside is too dirty, Jiang Li, you calm down! The door is still not Guan, the security around this is not good..."
Jiang is indifferent.
Wen Ruo is filled with self-sorrow at the moment. He didn't care if there was a thief who was empty, she was treated like this, and she was still worried about it. Not his old mother...
The bare feet stepping on the stairs became dirty, the concrete floor was cool, and the coldness penetrated into the bottom of my heart. She thought that he was really ironic to drive her away. Otherwise, she will not see her so embarrassed and will not stop.
As the temperature gradually snorted, let the river drag her to the downstairs.
"Get on the bus!"
She barely smiled and didn't move: "Where are you going to take me?"
He approached and looked down at her. The black scorpion was deep and sharp, and there was a hint of suffocation: "Don't you want to follow me? I will give you a chance. Get on the bus, or, hand over the keys and roll away from my sight, yourself. selected."
Does she really have a choice? The corner of the corner of the eye shines into the black car under the street lamp. If the temperature is licking the lips, nothing is said. Open the door directly and jump on the passenger seat.
She can't refuse, she refuses to lose.
Wen Ruo sat silently, watching him sit in the driver's seat and slammed the door and immediately threw her shoes into her arms.
Exquisite stilettos hit her hand and fell into the compartment. Wen Ruo sucked his nose, took a few sheets of paper, barely wiped his feet, bent over and slid down and slowly put on, suddenly felt a little sad. He may be the nemesis she hit, so that she would rather be trampled on his self-esteem and gamble on that opportunity.
The car quickly rushed out of the community, and the car was silent.
The river did not squint and looked straight ahead, and Wen was silently facing the window. In the darkness, the scenery passed over, and after a street, the bar and restaurant, which was full of lights, gradually came out of the city.
After a long time, she sighed softly, and then, it was a long silence.
Hearing her sigh, Jiang was inexplicably annoyed and glanced at the rearview mirror at the top right. In the rearview mirror, she bowed her head and huddled in her seat, her long black hair curling up, covering most of her face. Above the white chin, the blushing lips, which are always slightly upturned, are now pulled down, and they can’t tell the Sui and Tang dynasties.
He retracted his gaze and tightened his hand on the steering wheel, raising the throttle without a word.
On the outskirts of the road, there are only a few street lights on the sides of the road, which is the shadow of the trees. The night wind whizzed past, and through the windshield in front, the winding road ended in the darkness.
The car drove for a long time, when the river once again turned a corner, Wen Ruo finally remembered where this is...
It was when they were kidnapped. She was carrying the foot of the mountain where she left, that is, in the eyes of the river, she gave up his place.
The car suddenly stopped at the side of the road, the river was extinguished, and a cigarette was ignited, and it was deeply sucked.
Wen did not dare to speak out. She clearly has a clear conscience, but at the moment she has an illusion that she will be tried by a judge.
"Get off the bus." Jiang Li tried to keep calm.
Wen Rumei looked at him and felt a sense of crisis: "What are you going to get off? If you don't give reasons, I won't go down."
"... reason?" Jiang Li exhaled a white smog, suddenly light.
The half of the cigarette butts popped out of the window and a red arc was drawn in the night sky. He didn't say a word, he took a big step and turned over the front of the car. He opened the door on her side and leaned over to untie her seat belt. He took it out.
After being dragged and dropped by people, Wen is also ignited. When he opens his hand, he swears: "You have finished! I have already apologized. You still have no regrets. Do you want me to leave you? Will you be mad?!"
Jiang did not care about her, closed the door and turned away.
Seeing that he didn't say a word and re-entered the car, Wen Ruo was so anxious. He rushed to his side and slammed the door: "Jiang Li! What do you mean? You said that I will give me once I get on the bus. Opportunity, can't talk, count!"
The movement of the ignition from the river suddenly stopped.
The warmth of the heart mentioned the eyes of the blind man, only to see him slowly over the head, half-masked shadow, showing her a sneer sneer. The smile is very cold, as if it is a cold and cold lake.
"I lied to you."
Wen is ashamed, shaking his head subconsciously: "...I don't believe."
"Why do you think that I won't lie to you? Just rely on the former friendship, or if I didn't leave you on the first day, or if you didn't have time to turn it over at my house. Throw away the broken things? As warm as you are, you are too high to look at yourself."
His black sorrow is as cold as ice, and there is a violent dark tide under the ice. The voice is cold and cold, and there is no room for her to interject. "After more than ten years, it is only this trick, except for stalking. Hit, what else are you?"
"Cheap and vulgar. The goods that are delivered to your door like you, the street is just a lot of grabs." He squinted his lips and sneered at her, looking disdainful. "You said, what else do you have to come back?" a shame?"
Wen is completely angry!
Leaning into the window, pulling the neck with his thunder and lightning, pulled it over and slammed his vicious mouth!
Jiang was caught off guard and was sealed tightly by her lips.
When Wen is at this time, he can't taste his taste at all. He only feels the touch between the lips is very cool, and the anger that bursts out in his chest can't be quenched by this advantage alone! She couldn't help but say that he had a strong French kiss with a strong chin on his sharp chin!
Waiting until the river returned to the gods and pushed her away heavily, Wen Ruyi still tried his best to lick his lips.
"Send the goods to the door? Cheap and vulgar? I am stalking, how come, don't let me know, don't blush." ​​She stared at his face proudly, picking the chin. "What is this now? Is the mouth right, or is the dead duck mouth hard?"
"Warm is like." The river was heavy and ups and downs, and it calmed down after a few moments.
"Do you think this is interesting?"
It’s boring, it’s very deflated. This is too warm to say no.
He was so coldly watching, she had some fever on her face, so she had to quit slowly and stood up and said dryly: "...good, if the time is a little longer, maybe the feeling will be more profound."
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