Hey, she's such a woman, sometimes she makes trouble unreasonably, and anyone will have a big head.

Sometimes obedient and cute (although rare), she is also a princess who is loved by everyone.

Jiang Yefan couldn't help but pull her hand over, and because of the too much strength, she couldn't help but hiss.

Then he poured out the raging water and rinsed it on her wrist, until he ran out of water around him, and then pushed her away.

He forced her to lose her center of gravity and almost fell to the ground. She bit her lower lip and cupped her red, slender hand with her other hand, which had been ravaged by him, and her eyes were full of crystal tears.

She glared at him with her eyes, but he was comfortably washing his hands with the remaining half of the bottle of water, as if it was not him who had just used violence.

Tears ran down her fair cheeks, and she slid through the tears on the back of her reddened hands. Got up from the carpet and stepped over a wet grass, but the sharp stilettos sank into the mud.

She pulled her leg hard, but she didn't pull it out. Maybe she was angry in her heart, and her other foot was also standing on the edge of the dirt, which made her unable to exert her strength.

She simply pulled out her feet, stood barefoot in the mud, pulled out her high heels, and used all her strength to smash it in front of Jiang Yefan, she wanted to smash him, but she couldn't resist the technique.

The muddy water splashed on Eno Fan's suit and leather shoes, splashed on the tips of his hair dyed golden by the sunset, and splashed on his eyes.

"Neurotic!" Liu Bingqing took out his bag and wanted to smash his car door.

"Let's break up!" She didn't look back to finish the last sentence, and rushed away with her bare feet covered in mud and rushed down the hill.

She only cared about herself getting angry, but she didn't notice that Jiang Yefan, who was looking at her back as she left angrily, had a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Come up the hill and send her home." Watching her back fade away, Jiang Yefan hung up the phone and leaned beside the dark car, looking at her back intently with inky black eyes.

Until she was picked up in the car by several of her subordinates, with the last lesson, several people kept a distance of one meter from Bingqing as if they had a heart...... If the co-pilot can squeeze out three men who are one meter eight tall...... The remaining two could only call another car to go back.

Bingqing didn't know that there was a communication signal on the mountain now. After breaking up with Jiang Yefan, she had a small regret in her heart. This place is too remote to be suitable for pretending/forcing at all. She should have asked Eno Fan to send her home before breaking up.

But she is a person who says what she says and what she does. It's not her style to turn around and beg for help.

I thought I was going to walk back tragically, but I didn't expect that she was still thin and tall with a conscience, thinking that she was a woman who was thin and helpless, and she was willing to sacrifice her life to send her home (in Bingqing's cognition, she broke up with Jiang Yefan, and Jiang Yefan's subordinates should hide as far as she could. Otherwise, with Eno Fan's uneasy posture, they will definitely be expelled. Although, in fact, it is she who does not play her cards according to common sense)

The car disappeared from his field of vision, and Eno Fan irritably loosened his bow tie, unbuttoned a few buttons on his chest, opened the door, and sat in the driver's seat.

The air in the car was a little hot, and he turned the air conditioner to the lowest. Streams of cold wind hit his brain, but they didn't dissipate his hot feelings.

He picked up the water next to him, just opened the cap of the water bottle, as if remembering something, and threw the water bottle far away through the side window.

His arms rested on the side window edges, his hands resting on his forehead, and a few thin bangs were pressed. He looked around the car, but couldn't find any signs of her time here.

This realization made his bright eyes dim.

That's when he received a text message. Text message, text message, he laughed self-deprecatingly, and the meager smile in his eyes gradually fixed, stiff, chilled......

He threw his phone in the back row, and the force on it was so strong that it slipped from his seat to the ground.

As Eno started the car, the inertia caused the poor phone to slide backwards again, hit the edge of the seat, and was pushed to the middle position.

Up and down, suffering from speeding... (To be continued.) )