Fu Jingzhou took Ji Mingle's mobile phone, hung up Tang Ming's phone in front of Ji Mingle, and rudely threw the mobile phone on the co-pilot's seat.

Ji Mingle couldn't get it, and was about to ask him what he meant, but Fu Jingzhou lowered the baffle and cut it off from the front.

"Tang Ming called?" Fu Jingzhou put down the things in his hand, and faintly had a posture of what to do.

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

His actions made Ji Mingle not very happy.

Maybe she shouldn't have gotten in the car.

Fu Jingzhou didn't care about her blunt tone, he had more important things to settle accounts with her.

"I said before to stay away from Tang Ming, you don't seem to have listened to my words."

He approached Ji Mingle.

Ji Mingle sensed the danger and wanted to retreat, but there was no space behind him.

Fu Jingzhou grabbed her arm and carried her whole person in front of her.

The more Ji Mingle struggled, the more Fu Jingzhou pressed her waist, so that she had to stay honest.

The breath was intertwined, the distance between the two was extremely close, Ji Mingle's hands were still in a posture of resistance, looking at the man in front of him, but what he felt was fear.

"If you let me go, can't I make friends? Why do you care about me? ”

"Friends?" Fu Jingzhou repeated disdainfully, "What does Tang Ming mean, you are so naïve?" ”

Ji Mingle's hands were firmly shackled by him, his heart was beating fast, and he retorted incomprehensibly, "Even if it is, what? ”

Judging from the last meeting, Fu Jingzhou didn't like her contact with Tang Ming very much.

Fu Jingzhou sat on his lap and perched under his posture, so that he could control her more easily.

"Bao Zhen has liked Tang Ming for a long time."

Just this sentence made Ji Mingle quiet.

His wrist hurt too much, and a thin stream of water appeared in front of Ji Mingle's eyes, swaying brightly, pitiful.

It's not her style.

Fu Jingzhou narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Knowing the truth makes you so sad?" Fu Jingzhou unconsciously increased the strength in his hand, and there was a thorn in his words, "Even if there is no Baozhen, you think that Tang Ming is a little sincere to you, but it is just playing." ”

Ji Mingle didn't want anything to happen to Tang Ming.

But she didn't want to be stepped on by Fu Jingzhou like this.

"I don't mind, it's good to take what you need, after all, I don't have anything now, and I always have to find a way to find a backer."

"It's a good idea, who doesn't know who you Ji Mingle is?"

Ji Mingle's throat was stiff, he held back his tears, laughed and said, "Haven't you slept with me too?" ”

This level is similar to Fu Jingzhou's words, and Ji Mingle is measured. He would be unhappy, but not so annoying him, so Ji Mingle didn't want to wronged himself.

Fu Jingzhou stared at her for a few seconds, then untied his tie with one hand and nodded vaguely, "So that's what you value." ”

He delicately tied Ji Mingle's hands behind his back with his tie.

Ji Mingle panicked, "This is in the car!" ”

"It's really inconvenient in the car," Fu Jingzhou's fingertips rubbed against Ji Mingle's lower lip, which was very suggestive, "It's not necessarily the other way." ”

The partition isolated the movement behind him, Zhao Yi didn't know what was happening, but after seeing Ji Mingle, he couldn't help but think about it.

He was surprised, for Ji Mingle's current changes.

It looked like she had been forcibly smoothed out, and her body was like an empty shell on the outside, ethereal, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

Especially Fu Jingzhou and Ji Mingle have an intersection line.

Zhao Yizheng was thinking wildly, the partition was hit by something, and there was a muffled sound, but he couldn't hear anything when he listened carefully.

Ji Mingle's voice was blocked in his throat.