13 Who are you mine? Why should I listen to you?
He Yiming walked into the bar, and the sound of music rushed into his eardrums like a sharp blade, making him frown.
Wen Qing lay on the bar counter, drinking one by one with a wine glass. The men around her looked at her with burning eyes, and even a man with a fat head and big ears was already ready to move!
He Yiming stood coldly at the door, looking straight at Wen Qing.
The man seemed to be impatient anymore, and walked towards Wen Qing with a glass of wine.
"Beauty ......" The man tentatively reached out and pushed Wen Qing, seeing that she was drunk and dazed, she couldn't stand up straight, then he smiled and put a glass of whiskey in front of her, "I...... How about a glass of wine? ”
As he spoke, the other hand was raised, and it looked like it was about to be put on Wen Qing's ass!
He Yiming's eyes were cold, and he stepped forward quickly and directly pinched the fat man's wrist!
"What are you doing!" The fat man was startled, turned around and raised his other hand and was about to wave it over to hit He Yiming, but he directly crushed his wrist!
"Click!"
"Ahh
The wrist of one of the man's hands was pinched in He Yiming's hand, and his whole body couldn't exert his strength, and the whole person shrank up in pain!
Slowly curled up on the ground, the fat man opened his mouth and begged for mercy, "I was wrong, I was wrong!" Sir, this sir! Let go, let go! ”
He Yiming snorted coldly and stretched out his hand to shake it!
The man's fat body flew out directly and hit the chair in the corner!
"You dare to touch my woman?!"
The black eyes were as cold as a thousand years of ice, and the tall figure swept the breath of the storm, which made people tremble.
The man was frightened by He Yiming's words, quickly stood up, and staggered away.
Wen Qing was already drunk, and although she looked at what was happening in front of her, she didn't seem to understand what was going on.
Reaching out and picking up the glass of wine that the fat man had given her, she shook it, and then looked up to drink it.
Seeing her like that, He Yiming felt angry. stepped forward and snatched the cup from Wen Qing's hand, and fell directly to the ground!
"Stop drinking!"
Wen Qing looked at him, and a pair of wet eyes looked at He Yiming so directly, "Who are you?" Why bother me! ”
"Who am I?" He Yiming's gaze became a little colder, "I'll let you see who I am now!" ”
He reached out and pinched Wen Qing's mouth, forcing her to open her mouth, then grabbed a few ice cubes from the wine glass and stuffed her directly!
Although it was only two or three ice cubes, it didn't make Wen Qing too uncomfortable. But the cold feeling rushed from the tip of her mouth and tongue to the depths of her mind, making Wen Qing can't help but tremble!
"He Yiming!" Wen Qing's eyes widened, as if she had just discovered her!
He Yiming saw her stupid look, and he didn't know why he was even more angry. Letting go of the hand that was pinching her chin, he spoke coldly.
"Now, get out of here with me!"
Wen Qing shook her head, spit out the ice cubes in her mouth, and smiled bitterly.
I don't know when my eyes were filled with tears, and when I looked up at him, I slipped down the corners of my eyes silently.
"Who are you mine? Why should I listen to you? She still said that.