Chapter 115: I don't want you to hate me

Jiang Nanyan is going crazy, these people dare to treat themselves like this!

"I'm going to call the police, I'm going to call the police!" Ding Xueqin wailed, it was too much, it was not so humiliating.

"Nope! No! Mom, you can't call the police, you can't. Jiang Nanyan hurriedly scolded, repeating in his mouth, "Mom, you can't call the police, you can't call the police." ”

"But ......" Ding Xueqin wanted to say something, but a light suddenly flashed in her mind, how could she forget Yan'er's identity......

"Yes, yes, I'm confused, don't call the police!"

"Is that enough now? Can you let us go? Jiang Nanyan glared at the man in black angrily, with an arrogant attitude, but the pleading in his eyes couldn't be ignored.

It's just that the people in black are hard-hearted, and they don't know what pity and cherishing jade is, they only know how to obey orders.

"The order we have received is that from now until dawn."

"What? By tomorrow morning? No, you can't! When Jiang Nanyan heard that he would not leave until tomorrow morning, he couldn't help but yell.

It's going to be late at night, and there are fewer pedestrians, so maybe they won't be photographed yet, but tomorrow morning...... Not necessarily!

The man in black was unmoved, and Jiang Nanyan and Ding Xueqin, who were almost naked, pressed into the cold water.

Jiang Nanyan and Ding Xueqin both had bruised injuries on their bodies, soaked in cold water, and the wounds were hot and painful.

Mu Qibao sat on the edge of the fountain pool and photographed the embarrassed appearance of the two.

Sent to Jiang Fanxing.

The flash clicked, and Jiang Nanyan realized that someone was really taking pictures, and immediately became alert and yelled, "Don't shoot, don't shoot!" ”

Mu Qibao cut it, put the phone away, and patted his buttocks, "If you don't shoot, shoot it, the figure like a plum cabbage is just a picture and put it on the grass and pomegranate, and no one will look at it!" ”

……

Jiang Fanxing received a short WeChat video from Mu Qibao, in which Jiang Nanyan and Ding Xueqin were pressed in the water and embarrassed.

One couldn't hold back and laughed.

This time, the driver has been changed, and Huo Hanhuan and Jiang Fanxing are sitting on the spacious seats in the back row.

Hearing the laughter, Huo Hanhuo, who was sleeping lightly, opened his inky black eyes and looked at the past with clear eyes, "Which wild man?" ”

Jiang Fanxing turned off WeChat, put away his phone at the same time, raised his bright eyes to look over, and said mysteriously, "I won't tell you!" ”

Huo Hanhuo, "......"

Jiang Fanxing's face darkened instantly when he saw Huo Hanhuan, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

Thinking of Jiang Nanyan's frightened fart and urine just now, she felt happy in her heart.

Her poor little starry sky......

At a young age, he didn't enjoy much happiness before he was harmed.

Heart, suffocating pain.

It's like a cone of ten thousand swords.

All this tonight is not enough, far from enough.

Compared to the little starry sky being buried in the fire, what is Jiang Nanyan's endurance?

"Huo Hanhuan, thank you for what happened just now." She knew that the person who pressed Jiang Nanyan in cold water to humiliate was also sent by Huo Hanhuan.

"Admittedly, I blame you. If you hadn't taken advantage of the danger four years ago, I might not have been so miserable, and my little starry sky would not have died tragically. ”

When Huo Hanhuan heard this, he tensed all over.

Four years ago, he has been deliberately avoiding it, reluctant to mention it, for fear of touching her nerves and awakening her memory of that night.

He...... I don't want her to hate herself.

However, facts are facts, and there is no escaping them no matter what.

"You don't know, I've cursed you every night for the past four years. No, I should say curse the man who forced me that night, I cursed him for not being humane for the rest of his life, cursed him for thunder and thunder. Jiang Fanxing smiled bitterly and told about the grievances of the past four years, "I always thought that you were sent by Jiang Nanyan." ”