Nianyuan looked at Zhao Qianming vigilantly, clenching his hands.
Zhao Qianming walked over to her.
He squatted down in front of Nianyuan, looked at her idiotically, stretched out his rough hand to touch her face, "Niannian."
Nianyuan leaned aside and avoided.
Zhao Qianming threw himself away.
He retracted his hand a little awkwardly, and smiled happily, "How are you doing?"
Nianyuan took a deep breath.
Sitting on the sofa, moved aside, trying to appear as indifferent as possible, "It's up to you."
She just moved aside.
Zhao Qianming followed closely, leaned forward, and sat down beside her.
Nian Yuan avoided the touch he had just touched.
But still, do not change.
"Are you angry that I only came to see you now?" Zhao Qianming explained with an affectionate expression, almost desperately, "I have always wanted to see you."
"I think you want to go to jail."
There was fruit in the iron fruit plate on the low table next to the sofa. Nianyuan took an apple and put it in his hand, and sneered coldly.
She glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.
There are still ten minutes.
After ten minutes, the staff will come and call themselves to play, as long as you delay for ten minutes, it will be fine.
Zhao Qianming stared at Nianyuan blankly for a while.
"At that time, I was indeed wrong."
He was a little embarrassed.
I scratched my scalp irritably, and defended myself helplessly, "Can you forgive me? I really... I just really like you so much."
Halfway through.
Zhao Qianming's conversation turned suddenly, looking at Nian Yuan fiercely, and forced to ask, "What is the relationship between you and Chen Xing?"
Nianyuan glanced at the clock, and there were three minutes left.
She looked careless, leaning against the sofa, "What does it matter if a man and a woman go to the hotel? You don't recognize the words on the news?"
Nianyuan's expression and tone were too calm and natural.
It seems to be stating a well-known thing.
Zhao Qianming was struck by lightning.
His face paled inch by inch.
Looking at Nianyuan's face in panic, angrily said, "I like you so much, and you actually mess with others behind me, do you want to be shameless?"
Do not know why.
Nian Yuan Mingming was in such a precarious state, seeing Zhao Qianming's crazy expression, he found it very interesting.
She floated lightly, "Who am I with and you have..."
This sentence is like a knife.
Instantly cut off Zhao Qianming's remaining sanity.
He leaped at Nianyuan violently, pinched her neck with one hand, and was about to pull her clothes with the other.
Nianyuan was stunned for a moment.
She reacted quickly, grabbing Zhao Qianming's collar with her left hand, touching the fruit plate on the low table next to the sofa with her right hand, and smashing it down fiercely.
There was a "creak".
The door was pushed open from the outside.
The steady footsteps paused, and then rushed over.
Zhao Qianming was still immersed in the excitement that Xiao had been thinking about people for a long time and finally succeeded.
The back neckline suddenly tightened and was pinched by one hand.
Zhao Qianming was uncomfortable being hooped.
He snorted and turned his head in a panic, but the tight grip on his hand made him unable to move at all.
"what are you doing?"
Zhao Qianming heard a voice above his head.
The tone seemed to be frozen, suppressing anger, gloomy and cold.
Zhao Qianming swallowed.
He opened his mouth as if to say something.
But he hasn't spoken yet.
The boy grabbed Zhao Qianming by the collar, grabbed him roughly from the sofa, and threw him to the ground with a "bang".
Zhao Qianming groaned in pain.
His face flushed, with blue veins protruding from his face, his expression grim.
Nianyuan was stunned for a moment.
She raised her eyes to see the boy's appearance.