"Bu Yirong, you want to make money and kill yourself?!"
"fasten your seatbelt."
Facing the furious Subei, Bu Yirong repeated his previous request.
"No." North Jiangsu was full of anger and said irritably, "You have the ability to do it yourself."
As soon as she finished speaking, Bu Yirong stepped on the brakes and parked the car on the side of the road.
Subei was stunned for a moment, and when she reacted, Bu Yirong had already opened the car door and walked out, then circled from the front to the back seat.
Subei stared at Bu Yirong's figure, and when she regained her senses, the car door had already been opened.
As soon as Subei raised his eyes, he saw Bu Yirong bent down and stuck his head in, with a warm smile on Junya's face, he still smiled and said, "If you don't know how to do it, I can teach you."
Taking a breath, Subei suppressed the anger that had risen to his throat by half, glared at him and asked, "Can you not be so hurt?"
"Can."
With a smile on his face, Bu Yirong nodded slightly at her.
As the saying goes, don't reach out and don't hit the smiling man. Seeing his full smile, no matter how angry Subei is, there is no place for him to vent for a while.
It wasn't the first time he had conceded defeat anyway. Subei frowned irritably, raised his right hand and grabbed the seat belt, intending to fasten it to himself.
However, the seat belt was in her hands for only two seconds before Bu Yirong took it.
Bu Yirong held the seat belt, put one hand on the back seat beside her ear, then bent over and came in, halfway in front of her, and fastened the seat belt for her.
This is an off-road vehicle, which was quite spacious at first, but with the actions of Step Yirong, the space suddenly became narrow, and even breathing became a bit unsmooth, and the sense of oppression seemed to make the temperature inside the car continuously rising.
Somehow, when Bu Yirong fastened her seat belt and was about to get up, Subei's eyes darkened. She raised her hand and grabbed Bu Yirong's collar, forcibly pulling the unprepared Bu Yirong to the front. .
When Bu Yirong was pulled by her like this, he was not annoyed or angry, but looked at her patiently and asked, "What's wrong, didn't you learn?"
Squinting slightly, Subei crossed Erlang's legs and looked up at Bu Yirong who was only a few centimeters away from him.
Ambiguous posture, narrow space, staring at each other's eyes, staring naked without any evasion, but the two of them have a calm expression on their faces, and their expressions are extremely stable. achievement.
In the end, Subei frowned and bluntly said: "Bu Yirong, do you like me?"
She seemed to ask playfully, her tone was very steady, so calm that she could not see the slightest flaw.
This kind of impactful question came out of her mouth, just like an ordinary chat, idle and idle, all the shocks turned into calm at the moment of exit.
What's even more incredible is that Bu Yirong just looked at her and nodded without thinking, "Yes."
After receiving a positive answer, Subei was a little surprised, but not so surprised, she looked at him coolly, her fingers gripping his collar tightened slightly, as if threateningly: "Then you are so gentle with me. "
"Oh?" His brows moved slightly, Bu Yirong chuckled softly, and said softly, "One yard for one yard."
Subei sneered, "Is it a clear distinction between public and private for students to wear small shoes?"
Bu Yirong replied, "Different students are treated differently."
"You—" When Subei released him, he pushed him back and gritted his teeth, "Okay!"
Bu Yirong was very stable, at least, to the point where she could only move half an inch when pushed by her angrily.
"Since the words are clear," Bu Yirong leaned down slightly, looked at Subei carefully, and said calmly, "Comrade Subei, give me an answer."
With his arms folded over his chest, Subei stared at him coldly and asked proudly, "Are you nervous?"
"fine."
Since it is easy to handle, there is no need to be nervous.
Subei frowned, thought for a long time under Bu Yirong's gaze, and finally said suddenly, "Eat roast duck at night."
"it is good."
Bu Yirong nodded, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.
It seems that I have been working hard these days.
With a sneer, Subei murmured in a voice that could be heard by Bu Yirong: "I saw that you had a bad heart."
Bu Yirong said with a smile: "It's a bit stupid not to see it."
"Fuck-"
Before Subei finished speaking, Bu Yirong suddenly backed out, and then closed the car door "intimately".
Isolate Subei's angry words in the car.
Subei's brows twitched involuntarily.
She frowned, watched Bu Yirong go around from the front through the car window, opened the car door and returned to the driving position, tilted her head slightly, and stared at the silhouette of Bu Yirong.
After staring for a long time, Subei slowly came to recall.
Just agreed
Would it be too hasty
After being bullied for so long, should I give Bu Yirong some pain first
Tsk, if I had known it earlier, I would have called Mo Shangyun and asked him how to fix it.
However, it doesn't matter.
Try it first, and you'll be fine.
Thinking of this, Subei completely relaxed, closed his eyelids, and leaned back to sleep.
Bu Yirong looked through the rearview mirror and watched all the changes in Subei's expressions, and the curvature of the corners of his lips became more and more obvious.
Since everything has been agreed, then... how could it be possible to give her a chance to escape
At the same time, a new message came from the mobile phone, which was sent by Mo Shangyun.
the other side.
Yang Bai's call was a little earlier than the appointment.
He seems to have asked clearly what happened. When the call came, he was full of guilt for Mo Shangyun and Ding Jing, and bluntly said that he would come to the hotel to pick up Mo Shangyun and Ding Jing, but was rejected by Mo Shangyun, who had just woken up. , let Yang Bo say a place, they can give him a chance to explain.
After confirming again and again that the two of them would come, Yang Bai breathed a sigh of relief.
"Could it be the Hongmen Banquet?" Ding Jing asked Mo Shangyun tiredly while lying on the bed stretching.
"Won't."
Mo Shangyun shrugged and answered decisively.
When the words fell, she sent a message to Bu Yirong, the content was the address that Yang Bo said earlier.
351. Task [07] Yang Bai Explains [Supplement 03]