Wen Cheng sees this news, the corner of his mouth slowly blooms a sneer.

Yi dead bird: take it easy. Don't scare her to death.

666: [complete ojbk]

Wen Cheng

She didn't reply to Xiao Liu. She left her cell phone on the single bed and her eyes were covered with frost like ice.

Recently, Wen Zhiyuan's life is hard.

Shi Qi has planned to go back to Yan's house, so the next two sisters should make a good plan.

"Dong Dong"

"Take out!"

Outside the door, there was a knock, and there was a delivery man's low voice.

Wen orange jumped up from the bed, the action is sassy and handsome, she is still wearing short boots, symmetrical slender legs step by step to the door, she opened a seam, stretched out an arm, "thank you."

Words fall, the expected take out box is not handed in the hand, but a pair of dry and warm palms, instantly clasped her white wrist.

As soon as Wen Cheng's face was frozen, she was about to hold her opponent with her backhand. The door was suddenly knocked open. Half of her shoulder was hurt and her body faltered. However, because the opponent had been holding her, she could not fall.

However, when the people outside the door appeared, Wen orange's eyes flashed with a sense of panic.

How could it be him!

The man was wearing a gray short windbreaker, which was wearing a V-Neck Sweater. His figure stood tall and straight in front of him.

Wen Cheng and he were standing in the hallway of the room. She frowned and looked cold. She moved her wrist and said, "let go!"

The other side didn't speak, but with the heel of his shoes, he bumped back and closed the door behind him.

Wen Cheng

Hotel rooms are not spacious, because men suddenly appear, at this time appears very cramped.

He still held her tightly, and the heat under his palm almost burned her skin.

Wen orange struggled a few times, but his skill was inferior to that of the other party, so he could only stare at him angrily, "Lei, let me go!"

This is Lei Ruixiu from imperial capital.

His deep eyebrows narrowed slightly, and his strength was not big, but he clamped Wen Cheng down with skillful force, "let go? And then let you run after sleep? "

"What are you talking about?"

Through his reminder, Wen orange deliberately ignored that night, once again on the seat of the mind.

Lei Ruixiu glared at her, took her hand and walked into the room.

Wen Cheng frowned, his eyes full of the conflict of panic color, "what do you want?"

The man glanced back at her, caught her too late to cover up the anxiety, smiling, "what do you think I want to do?"

Wen Cheng stopped talking.

She is thinking, she ordered that egg fried rice, is not this bad man to throw away?

As for how he came here and how he knew she was here, Wen Cheng didn't care at all.

He is a policeman. He has his own way to track down a person, and this is not the first time he has found him.

Lei Ruixiu takes Wen Cheng and sits on the single bed in the room. He sits and she stands.

"Not going to sit down?" He slightly shook Wen Cheng's wrist and looked up at her stubborn and stubborn cheek.

I found that several pieces of leather had been worn off the cuffs of her fur coat.

He saw it in his eyes, pursed his lips and didn't say much.

Wen Cheng stood in front of the man, feeling that the heat from his wrist was sweeping his whole body.

She tugged back again in vain.

She was a little impatient and didn't have a good attitude: "what are you doing here? Frankly, I'm busy! "