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Ning Jin's lips slightly opened as a clear voice slowly flowed out.

I got lost when I came out, and I bumped into He Qiu and Lin Da talking. I heard it, if He Qiu did not finish everything before the Fashion Show ends, Lin Da seemed to have told someone something, no matter how many times it took for him to do it.

Fu Huayong smiled.

"Can you change it?"

Ning Jin pointed to her skirt as he spoke. Fu Huayong hurriedly swept a glance over it and answered, "You can choose to run naked or go for it this time."

Ning Jin:...

felt awkward when he sat on the carriage.

"Don't you think this dress is short?"

After wearing it, Ning Jin felt even more uncomfortable. However, Fu Huayong was enjoying the view and didn't feel that it was worth it at all, "It's just nice."

Just right for your sister.

This old man was probably not in his right mind.

With this thought in mind, Fu Huayong suddenly leaned towards Liu Yan Xi and closed the distance between them. Both of his hands naturally rubbed against Liu Yan Xi's raised legs, causing Ning Jin to suddenly quiver.

Ning Jin's body tensed up, he looked at the taxi driver in front of him and said, "Are you sure you want to do this in public?"

Fu Huayong frowned.

"That's not it."

Ning Jin looked at the driver, "He's alive."

Fu Huayong was asking for a beating, "Are you shy?"

Ning Jin scolded.

That was a question of whether she was shy or not. The most important thing was that she was thin-skinned.

Suddenly, there was a swoosh. The moment they arrived, they were cut off from the driver by the black metal.

Awesome, there's such a move?

"Satisfied now?"

Fu Huayong asked with a smirk, but what does that have to do with her? Pushing Fu Huayong's body, Ning Jin said: "If everyone has something to say, let's talk about it, can you not touch me?"

After Ning Jin finished speaking, he took a few glances at Fu Huayong's shameless big hands.

"Then can I move my mouth?"

was stupefied. Could it be that he was not moving his mouth right now?

"Come over here, I want to talk to you." Ning Jin said as he moved closer to, but when he got closer, Ning Jin was able to slip under his armpits.

Ming Ning Jin suddenly turned and ran to the other side of Fu Huayong. If not for the fact that the car was currently moving, she would have immediately got off the car.

Fu Huayong subconsciously tightened his arms, but Ning Jin had already left.

So agile?

Fu Huayong turned and looked at Ning Jin with a teasing expression.

The place was only this big. Where did she think she could hide?

"Come here."

Ning Jin said as he patted his thigh. Ning Jin shook his head. Who does he think he is, she will do whatever he says.

No, go, go!

Ning Jin shrank towards the corner, his eyes constantly watching Fu Huayong's every move. The corners of Fu Huayong's mouth hooked up, making it impossible to clearly see the contents of his eyes, whether he was joking or if he was serious.

She and Fu Huayong were simply a pirate version of a cat and mouse. In such a small space, they chased each other, causing the clothes and hair on her head to become disarrayed instantly. Ning Jin was just playing with her, and every time he had the chance to grab her, he would give up.

Was this really going to be such a ruckus?

However, Fu Huayong was the complete opposite of her. He could only stretch her hands casually, as if she wanted to move them a few times.

"Fu Huayong, what the f * ck are you doing?"

Ning Jin felt as though his lungs were going to explode. She could guarantee that she was in a very sorry state right now, but she didn't know that compared to them, the driver was even more difficult.

What's the difference between this and a war?

Sigh, it could be said that the energy of a young person was something he could not even imagine.

The driver sighed helplessly.

Sensing that the car had stopped, Ning Jin was just about to open the car door, but he was immediately grabbed by Fu Huayong. How could Sunlight give up just like that, he immediately used all of his strength to struggle.

When Ning Jin looked at the large group of people in front of him, she really wished that time would reverse and flow in the opposite direction.

Kacha, kacha. A series of photos sounded in his ears.

Ning Jin thought that her current expression was extremely sinister, but this sinister scene was all captured by the black-hearted reporter in front of his without reservation.

She really wanted to scream, but no photos were allowed.

But what came out of her mouth was a scream.

Because Fu Huayong had suddenly relaxed his grip on her, her body had been leaning forward in the first place. If not for Fu Huayong's support, he would have fallen from the sky like a swallow without wings, protecting Ning Jin who had decided to embrace the earth intimately. However, his waist was suddenly blocked by a big hand and her body suddenly moved up.

When Ning Jin landed on the ground, he felt that he was dreaming, it was just too scary.

"Darling, why are you in such a hurry?"

A wave of hot air suddenly entered his ears, and his hoarse voice carried a fatal allure.

F * ck, I want to seduce again.

The moment Fu Huayong stepped out of the car, the scene immediately became chaotic. With the camera still on his shoulder, he surrounded Fu Huayong excitedly, and started asking all sorts of questions.

"Young Master Fu, you were the one who instructed me to do all of this at the royal ball. Before that, did you know that you would do this?"

"Madam and Miss Ning Qian have really gone as per the rumors. Have I always adored you? "

And these are just child's play, because the most explosive one is still down there, "At that time, Madam cheated on Mr. He Qiu, and he was there, and you didn't come out because of him? Or is there another secret? "

"Is Madam truly jealous of the fact that Miss Ning Qian and you welcomed me so closely that she decided to kill me?"

All the cameras and microphones were aimed at Fu Huayong. Maybe she was too short and no one noticed her. Ning Jin thought gloomily, why couldn't he leave her without even asking a few questions?

Why was her name always Madame, did she not have a name?

Just thinking about it made him depressed, and the market style interrogation continued.