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Don't go, I don't want to be alone

"Who, who are you? No need to worry about letting me go. "

Although Ning Jin was drunk, he was still alive, and she wanted to stay by himself right now. He didn't want to bother with anyone, so when he finished speaking, he fiercely pushed open the small path, and saw that the small path was about the same height as Ning Jin, slightly plump. However, it was still pushed down to the ground.

The anger in her heart exploded. See if she doesn't destroy this fox's face.

The small path stretched out his hand and slapped Ning Jin's face, this force was extremely strong. His hand had swelled up for at least three or four days, but when his hand was just a few centimeters away from his face, another hand suddenly appeared. "You said it. The person is mine. I forbid you from making a move."

lean man had rushed over at some point, his face was filled with determination, and he clenched his teeth. Damn, it was really a good method to lure a man to work hard for her in just a few minutes.

He looked at Ning Jin and shook his hand angrily.

Then, he took the bag on Ning Jin's shoulder and removed the watch on his wrist as well as the earrings on his earlobes. These were all good stuff.

"Let's go."

The small path looked at the object in his hand and laughed. A-Biao hesitated, "Are we just going to leave like that?"

The path stared at her, and she knew that this pervert had been moved. "Are you going or not?" With all kinds of threats in his tone, A-Biao pouted. Hmph, I let this trash take advantage of me.

After paying, only lean man and Ning Jin were left on the streets. Even if someone passed by, they would think that the two were a couple.

lean man placed Ning Jin on his back and started to look for a place to stay. Seeing a hotel, he thought for a bit and decided not to think about it, after all this was his first time seeing such a beautiful woman in such a simple and crude place.

After reading a few of them, he was still dissatisfied.

But because of his pickiness, Fu Huayong found Ning Jin.

It was also heaven's will. As Fu Huayong drove along the road of the apartment, he saw a man carrying a woman on his back.

Isn't that Ning Jin when I look at his clothes?

"Wuu, you bastard, let me go, let me go …" Ning Jin was completely unaware of his situation, the words that came out of his mouth had yet to reach his brain, causing lean man to perspire. He had been carrying such a huge live person for so long, he was almost unable to breathe.

Looking at the hotel across the road, lean man chose to compromise. Thinking about it, a Spring Festival Gala was worth thousands of gold, he could not afford to waste it on something like this. However, just as he was about to cross the road, he heard a magnetic voice. A super luxury car was parked by the side of the road.

The next moment, a man came down and threw a punch at him without saying a word. The stars above his head immediately began to swirl.

"Ning Jin."

Fu Huayong immediately dodged Ning Jin's embrace and patted his cheeks. His face was flushed and the pungent smell of alcohol made Fu Huayong frown, a woman actually ran over to drink.

He didn't bring his brain along with him when he went out.

"You don't have a brain, you don't... "Brains!"

Fu Huayong:...

"You, who are you? She's my girlfriend, hurry and let her go." lean man Brewing Staggering stood up from the ground, and shouted at Fu Huayong while trembling. In the end, Fu Huayong's gaze immediately caused him to lose his temper.

lean man turned and ran.

Fu Huayong unhurriedly put Ning Jin in the car, and then got in the car. In a few minutes, the car arrived in front of lean man, and Fu Huayong got off the car.

He actually dared to say that she was his girlfriend. Good courage. Now, he was going to shatter this dog's guts.

Clap clap clap. lean man had become a faceless guy.

Fu Huayong gasped and asked, "Do you know who this woman is?"

His voice was so cold that it made Qing Qing tremble. Why did he see Satan waving at him?

"Mmm …" Pot... lean man spat out mouthfuls of blood, which then dripped onto Fu Huayong's hand, turning into beautiful plum blossoms.

Fu Huayong let go of lean man's collar and stood up straight. He slowly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hands clean.

After a moment, the handkerchief fell down, and Fu Huayong's mouth hooked into a cold smile.

"You dare to touch my woman?"

With a "pa da" sound, Ning Jin who was drunk to a crisp was thrown into the bath full of hot water. Water splashed onto the ground and in a few seconds, Ning Jin's head sank into the water, bubbles appearing on the calm surface of the water.

In a moment, Ning Jin's hands continued to move in mid air, frowning as his eyes closed.

"Oh oh, save me, save …"

Fu Huayong leaned on the doorstep, his entire person was extremely cold. When he felt that Ning Jin had drunk enough water, he reached out and picked him up.

"Oh, oh, you, puke …" The appearance of the fresh air caused Ning Jin to heave a sigh of relief. His eyes narrowed into a slit and the corners of his mouth moved to assume the posture of retching. However, he had already vomited all of the contents in his stomach by the side of the road.

Fu Huayong's face was gloomy, even though the light bulb above his head was shining brightly, it was unable to dispel the dark clouds around him. He stood up and bent down, his hands unhurriedly pulling at Ning Jin's clothes, in front of his pure white body, Fu Huayong's eyes, there was nothing strange.

He wasn't a stud horse, especially a woman who was no different from a corpse.

After working for half an hour, Fu Huayong seemed to be drenched, but Ning Jin was still peacefully asleep. The water droplets made her even more enticing, causing Fu Huayong to shake his head, and a few drops of water fell down, falling down to the ground.

Without any cover, she appeared before his eyes in one piece.

"Un, I hate it. I don't care about it, but my feelings, my feelings … Bastard, Fu Huayong, you are a b * stard."

The echoing footsteps suddenly stopped, and the hands hugging her body suddenly tightened. If it wasn't him, what kind of situation would she be in?

To be pressed down by a strange man, like a whore?

A wave of anger rose from the bottom of his feet.

His temples throbbed a few times as he endured.

After helping Ning Jin cover himself with the blanket, Fu Huayong took off his jacket. The wetness made him feel uncomfortable, and when he was about to take a shower, he was pulled back.

"Don't go, I don't want to be alone."

Fu Huayong did not say anything, was she really drunk or was she just pretending?