After confirming that Ye Cong had left, Qian Yikun pulled Mo Fei out of the darkness and strode towards where he parked his car.
"Do you know what you are doing?" Qian Yikun roared.
Could it be that she was pulled forward by him and staggered forward? The man's strength was so strong that she couldn't pull her hand away at all.
Mo Fei was thrown into the car by Qian Yikun. When Mo Fei was about to get up, Qian Yikun leaned over and pressed his hands on the edge and innermost side of the rear seat, completely pressing Mo Fei under him. , but supported his arms so as not to press on her body.
Could it be: "..."
What is this domineering CEO Fan'er going to do
"Could it be that you really think your life is not important?" Although Qian Yikun was suppressing his anger, he still couldn't suppress the anger that almost burst out.
The small lights in the car glowed dimly, not as bright as the street lights in the distance.
Even if the man on her body restrained her, she could feel obvious anger, even though she didn't know where the anger came from.
"Whether my life is important or not, that's all up to me. Qian Yikun, you people are hypocritical and want face. I don't have much face to ask for." Mo Fei said sarcastically.
Qian Yikun knew what the irony was. It was something that the Qian family wanted to save face and did not want to quarrel with the Huang family.
"Mo Fei, remember, I brought your life back, and it is mine now. You'd better not touch it without my permission." Qian Yikun's forehead continued to press against Mo Fei's forehead, his voice was cold , but the breath that hit Mo Fei's nose and lips was warm.
The car door was open, and the cold air drifted in.
But what existed between the two was an ambiguous atmosphere that couldn't be explained.
It seemed that in the next second, that close kiss would fall on her lips.
"Get away." Could it be that she stretched out her hand to push him? Such a distance would make her breathing less smooth.
Mo Fei stretched out his hand and landed on his chest.
Mo Fei stared, Qian Yikun was still looking at her.
These chest muscles—
Not averagely good.
Qian Yikun looked at Mo Fei's suddenly red face, and in the small space was Mo Fei's inexplicable heartbeat.
Qian Yikun: "..."
Is this woman crazy
"Have you touched enough?" Qian Yikun suddenly said.
Even with his coat on, he could feel the woman's restless hands.
Could it be: "..."
Qian Yikun gasped because of the sudden force on his hand, and held her hand directly, but pressed it directly on his chest.
Qian Yikun has been training all year round, so his figure is naturally much better than that of normal people, but it can be felt that his figure is even better than those of those who kill people.
The kind with at least eight pack abs.
I didn't expect that Qian Yikun was still the kind of man who looked slim when he took off his clothes and put on clothes. Could it be that he raised his eyes and faced Qian Yikun, "What are you afraid of, Officer Qian? I have seen many men with better figures than you. You Such-"
Before Mo Fei finished speaking, Qian Yikun suddenly shook her hand away, then stood up slowly and arranged his clothes.
Could it be: "..."
Under normal circumstances, would a man kiss a woman right now
profound-
She's not his heroine, so why kiss her
Mo Fei thought, slowly sat up, and put away the bitterness on the corner of his mouth that even he didn't feel.
"Could it be that if you want to die, I will let you die, but not in the hands of others." Qian Yikun said, directly slammed the car door, then got in from the driver's seat and started the car.