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Lin Jingyi: "Wait for me."

Qin Zhaonan leaned against the hood of the black Cullinan. She threw her bag on the hood and hung up the phone.

She just thought about it, it would be too frustrating to leave like this. If you don't leave, why should you question Lin Jingyi? Their relationship is probably not as deep as his relationship with Zheng Yanjia.

A few minutes ago, when she was discussing how to fall in love with those young ladies, she asked about Zheng Yanjia.

I heard that Zheng Yanjia and Lin Jingyi were in the same circle and grew up together. They were childhood sweethearts.

In terms of feelings and status, she is just a wife in name only. She needs to be self-aware as a marriage partner.

But being self-aware does not mean that she will wrong herself like this.

As I walked to the underground parking lot, the scene I saw in the bar kept playing over and over in my head.

With such an ambiguous place and posture, she really couldn't imagine what they could do.

Some uncontrollable and predictable images entered my head one after another.

very annoying.

After walking around the parking lot, she found Lin Jingyi's car.

It's true that I want to puncture the tires.

But it’s also true that there are tools without linings.

Count him lucky.

Turn around and kick the tires with the toes of your high heels.

After just a few kicks, I heard the man coming from behind laugh softly, and his tone was a little helpless: "Why did my tire make Miss Qin angry?"

Qin Zhaonan stopped moving, turned around, her thin back pressed against the driver's door, and looked at Lin Jingyi.

Lin Jingyi put one hand in his pocket and held his suit jacket in the other hand. The tail of his long and narrow eyes, which were slightly reddish from drunkenness, was slightly raised. He seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a casual and lazy attitude.

It looked very happy to drink.

Just when she was about to say something, her eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a small patch of darkened color in his pants.

Qin Zhaonan smiled, her smile without any warmth. She raised her chin towards the piece: "Did Zheng Yanjia do it?"

"Yeah." Lin Jingyi said without paying much attention: "You saw it."

"Yeah, I saw it." Qin Zhaonan looked down at her watch, and her tone was intriguing: "It's less than five minutes, you're pretty fast." Lin Jingyi raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell the specifics.

He walked up to her with long legs, and his high-end suit jacket was casually placed on the hood of the car. His arms were supported by her sides, and his tall figure enveloped her in an instant. He lowered his eyes and looked at her: "Hurry up? good."

Qin Zhaonan curled his lips, and it seemed that he was quite satisfied.

Lin Jingyi looked at the awkward emotion in her eyes, and he reached out and clasped her waist, trapping her in front of him, "Last time I gave you a chance, I said it depends on your performance, puncture the tire is your performance? "

Qin Zhaonan struggled a few times in disgust, but there was a huge difference in strength between men and women. She did not break away, but was held tighter by his arms. She said coldly: "Don't touch me if you touch other women."

"When will I touch..."

Lin Jingyi paused mid-sentence and suddenly understood. He looked down at her eyes and smiled: "Miss Qin, are you jealous?"

Qin Zhaonan's eyes flashed slightly, but she didn't want to admit: "I just hate my things being touched by others."

"Really?" Lin Jingyi's lips curled up slightly, his deep eyes looking straight at her subtle expressions to discern her true emotions.

But she suddenly lowered her eyes, avoiding his gaze filled with strong intentions.

Anyone with eyes could see what was going on with her at this moment, especially when she punctured his tire just now and said mockingly that he was very fast.

The eldest lady lost her temper. She suspected that her husband was having an affair with another woman in the bar, and she became jealous and angry.

After a few seconds of silence, Lin Jingyi smiled and said, "I didn't touch anyone."

He explained unhurriedly: "She accidentally knocked over the wine bottle upstairs and spilled it on my pants. What unclean things were you thinking about?"

Qin Zhaonan suddenly raised her eyes, so were they wiping their pants just now? that's all?

"I didn't expect that Miss Qin turned out to be such a person? Huh?" He raised his hand and pinched her beautiful face, lowered his head, closed the distance with her, and stopped just before touching the tip of her nose. He continued Said: "Why is it less than five minutes and I am very fast? Is this how you think of me?"

He came too close, and the faint smell of tobacco and alcohol from the man quickly lingered on the tip of her nose. Her cheeks turned red and she quibbled: "...I'm not that kind of person, and my head is not unclean."

Mainly because the posture between him and Zheng Yanjia just now was so misleading, so I can't blame her.

Lin Jingyi smiled and did not respond to her words. He straightened up, stretched out his long arm, took the suit jacket and women's bag on the hood of the car, and held her thin white wrist with his other hand and walked towards the elevator.

"What are you doing, not going home?" Qin Zhaonan followed him step by step.

Lin Jingyi's slow voice came from in front of her: "I'm not very satisfied with the word 'fast'. You happened to puncture the tire. Go to the hotel upstairs to refresh your view of my time."