C14

CHAPTER 14 A stallion needs a companion?

"Ah, it hurts, quickly let go …"

"Manager, are you alright?"

Under the washing of the water, the makeup on Ning Qian's face blossomed and turned into a five coloured plate. Her clothes had also become wet from the struggle and she felt that it was about time for him to let go of Ning Qian.

Ning Qian sat on the ground paralyzed like a dog, gasping for breath, from time to time, there would be coughing sounds.

"Don't provoke me, I don't have the leisure to play with you."

Ning Qian moved her lips, seeing Ning Jin's expression, she immediately swallowed down the words in her mouth.

As for Xue Li, because of her high heels, she twisted her legs, and fell on the ground with a constipated look on her face, unable to get up.

In the end, with the ratio of two to one, Ning Jin obtained a complete victory.

Returning to his office, his phone rang. Seeing that his phone was calling, Ning Jin's hand froze.

"What's the matter?"

"What time do you get off work?"

"What?" Ning Jin's tone revealed his vigilance.

"I'm here to pick you up."

Ning Jin was shocked: "You don't have a fever, right?"

Right after he said that, a laugh came from the side, but the voice was not Fu Huayong's.

"Wait for me."

What did that mean?

Ning Jin expressed his astonishment.

When it was time to get off work, as expected, there was a Ferrari parked in front of the company entrance. Ning Jin chose to turn around and leave immediately, treating it as if he did not see it.

Just as he walked a few steps, the phone rang. Fu Huayong's name continued to jump on the screen of the phone, Ning Jin could only turn his head, only to see the Ferrari window stretching out a strong white palm, waving it.

Helpless, Ning Jin could only turn back step by step.

"What do you want?"

The car door opened, but Ning Jin stood outside with a smile on his face, feeling extremely awkward.

"Get in."

"I have my own car."

Fu Huayong raised his brows, "Not going?"

It was clearly a question, but Ning Jin heard the threat.

This was because Ning Qian's situation was not in a good mood to begin with.

Without saying a word, Ning Jin turned around and left.

In the end, Ning Jin still got on the carriage, but he did not walk up by himself, but was carried by Fu Huayong instead.

"Fu Huayong, let go of me." Ning Jin used both his legs to struggle non-stop, but this little bit of strength was useless to Fu Huayong.

Ning Jin was mercilessly thrown straight to the back of the seat, his elegant hair was instantly thrown into chaos.

"What's the matter with you?" Ning Jin was so angry that smoke was coming out from his nostrils.

Fu Huayong had achieved his goal, he stepped on the throttle, twisted the steering wheel and left.

Because it was time to get off work, many people saw this scene, especially when Fu Huayong got off the carriage, that there were screams coming from the surroundings.

"Wow, that man is so handsome …"

"So handsome, so handsome. It would have been great if he was my boyfriend …"

These words continuously echoed.

It was also in accordance to the old saying, dogs couldn't change their eating habits. Before Fu Huayong started the car, he gave many women a flirtatious look, enjoying life and death as he watched Ning Jin, who was sitting in the back seat.

stallion, Fu Huayong is a stallion!

"Fu Huayong, what are you trying to do?"

Fu Huayong looked at Ning Jin through the car's mirror. He did not know what was going on, but after seeing that there was no car in front of him, he bent down and took out a shopping bag from the box beside his feet and threw it towards Ning Jin.

"Ah, pain!"

The sharp foot of the shopping bag struck right at Ning Jin's forehead. "Fu Huayong, did you do this on purpose? "Just what exactly are you doing today …" Before he could finish his words, Fu Huayong interrupted him and said, "Look."

"What are you looking at?"

"The bag."

Ning Jin was furious: "I won't!"

Fu Huayong did not bother with this question and changed the topic: "Accompany me to a gathering."

Ning Jin was shocked. "Why do you want me to go?"

Don't tell me that stud horses lack a female companion? Ghost letter!

Fu Huayong took out his cigarette and lit it up, and only after exhaling the smoke, did he say: "Because you are my actual wife who has the protection of the law." Then he added: "Is that reason enough?"

Ning Jin lowered his head and looked at himself: "You want me to wear a set of clothes?" Wearing a black and white work attire, with the outline of the perfect curve, allowed Ning Jin to train together for a bit more to become more mature and beautiful, but it was not suitable for a gathering.

"The clothes are in the bag." Fu Huayong looked at the bag on the ground through the rearview mirror, the meaning clear.

Ning Jin did not pick up the tape immediately. "You came to pick me up just to have me accompany you to the gathering?"

Fu Huayong asked, "What else?" Ning Jin froze.

"Can't you just tell me?"

Just as he finished speaking, the car stopped and bounced away. "Get out."

Looking at Fu Huayong who was in low spirits, Ning Jin felt a little helpless in his heart, but it was as if he had hit cotton with all his strength and was returning empty-handed.

"The party is at the hotel?"

The neon lights flashed back and forth in front of Hua Ding Hotel. The entrance of the hotel was filled with luxurious marble. The two stone lions were extremely powerful, causing people to feel respect towards them.

He said that he would go to the gathering but instead come to the hotel, this made Ning Jin suspicious, and thought: "Could he be thinking of sleeping with me before going to the gathering?"

A chill went down his spine.

No, I can't let Fu Huayong succeed.

Ning Jin did not move: "I'm not going to the hotel."

Fu Huayong stopped moving and retreated a few steps, directly pressing Ning Jin between him and the carriage.

Fu Huayong was 188 and Ning Jin was 168. Although it was only a short distance of 20 cm, it made Ning Jin, who was looking at him face to face, look weak.

It was because he had been watching for too long.

Ning Jin placed his hands in front of his chest to protect it, his eyes still on guard: "Fu Huayong, what are you trying to do?"

The corner of Fu Huayong's mouth curled up, and then he looked up and down: "Don't worry, I'm not half a man who thinks."

Ning Jin obviously did not believe him.

Fu Huayong seemed to have seen through Ning Jin's thoughts, as he grabbed the back of Ning Jin's neck with one hand and pulled the car door open like a monkey. He then opened the car door and bent over to look into the car, and when he came out, he was holding a shopping bag in his hands.

Fu Huayong waved the things in his hands: "You want to stand on the streets and change your clothes?"