"You think too much, how can you regret it?" his faint tone, but with a hint of coldness, "Come down! I'm at the gate, come down and I'll send you home!"

"Are you waiting for me?"

"Come down! It's late!"

……

As soon as Xia Yucheng walked out of the gate of the community, he saw a row of black cars parked on the opposite side of the street, and Zhu Huan and some men in black suits stood next to the car and looked this way.

Under the street lamp, Feng Hao's slender fingers held cigarettes, standing in front of the Bentley elegance, his slightly sharp gaze pierced straight into her heart, stabbing into it one by one.

She knew that she had said the wrong thing on the phone and upset him. But she has been flattering a man she doesn't love, and she is really powerless.

So, she stopped.

"Orange Orange, he's so handsome, much more handsome than in magazines and on TV. Shang Mengwan, who was following her, looked over there, Xia Yucheng stopped, and she also stopped, "You go over! I'll take a taxi back by myself." ”

"No, let's do it together!" Xia Yucheng looked at the slightly gloomy wind on the opposite side, and still didn't move his steps.

Seeing this, Zhu Huan ran over a few steps and saluted Xia Yucheng: "Miss Xia, my lord, please come over." ”

After speaking, he looked at Shang Mengwan again: "Miss Shang, please come here, I'll send you home." ”

"Orange Orange ......" Shang Mengwan looked at Xia Yucheng with an inquiring gaze.

"Wan'er, then you can go!" Since Zhu Huan personally sent Shang Mengwan, she didn't have anything to worry about, "Thank you, Zhu Huan." ”

Zhu Huan didn't answer, but just bowed down very respectfully to show respect.

"Orange Orange, I'll go to your house, don't worry about your aunt," Shang Mengwan leaned into Xia Yucheng's ear and continued, "Don't mess with him, arguing and gambling are not your strong points, I'll be worried." ”

Shang Mengwan saw that the relationship between the two people was not very good, and hurriedly instructed.

"It's okay, be careful!" After speaking, Xia Yucheng stepped down the street and walked towards Feng Hao.

"Hao! Why are you here? Thank you for letting Zhu Huan send Wan'er home! She is my future ** son, and she is like family to me. In fact, what she cares about most is Zhu Huan's attitude towards Shang Mengwan, that kind of respect.

Zhu Huan is the person next to Feng Hao, and let him send Shang Mengwan shows that Feng Hao does not mean to look down on the people around her, so she still took the initiative to lower her posture.

Feng Hao had a gloomy face, threw down the cigarette butt, stepped on it, and then turned his head to look at her, did not speak, kept looking, and saw that her eyes were lowered with a weak heart.

His gaze was so sharp that her heart beat faster involuntarily, and she didn't dare to look at each other.

"What is the spirit of contract, do you know?" his tone was less gentle than before, and a little more sharp.

"Are you serious?" come on, she said that with tears of gratitude, okay?

Feng Hao frowned slightly, pulled her into his arms, turned around, and pressed her against the car door.

Suddenly, her face flushed, because this posture was very ambiguous. She wanted to get up, but was crushed by his big hand.

He touched her hot cheek with his fingers, and she was still so shy and blushing. Pink and tender, lovable.

"No more nonsense, see how I clean you up?" he said in a deep voice.

"I didn't say I really regretted it......" she muttered, her hands resting on her chest,

"Little villain!" he said like a heavy, hungry beast, with a slightly cold thin lips, with a hot breath and a purely masculine breath, pressed strongly against her lips.

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