Lord Beast, please let me go

Chapter 215 I saved you wittyly (4)
Only then did Jing Ning let her go, opened the car door for her, waited for her to get in, closed the door, and sat in the driver's seat by himself.

Seeing her staring angrily into the distance, he knew that she had seen those pictures, otherwise such an awkward face would not be possible, fortunately he came, otherwise this little girl would not know how angry she would be.

He suddenly bent down towards her, Jiang Xiaotao was startled, thinking he was doing something wrong, at this moment, he was still making a mistake, so he couldn't let him take advantage of it, so he retreated a bit, looking at him vigilantly : "What are you going to do?"

His body continued to be lowered, his broad chest was pressed against her shoulders, and his heavy breath was deliberately sprayed on her cheeks. Jiang Xiaotao stretched out his hand to push him, so he picked up the seat belt next to her and helped her fasten it.

Emma, ​​it turned out that she was wearing a seat belt. She was thinking too much.

She straightened her body and turned her head to look out of the window. After this delay, several girls got closer and were about to reach the car. She pushed him: "Hurry up."

"I can't go." He curled his lips like her, this guy must have done it on purpose.

"What's the matter?" If she didn't leave, she would be seen by others, so she had no choice but to shrink under the seat, and took off her coat to cover her head.

"The phone is ringing." He took out the phone from his pocket and answered it, and when a few girls saw him in the car with surprised expressions, they swished out.

She quietly got up from her seat, and took a peek at the rearview mirror. The girls were not only not angry after eating so much exhaust fumes, they were also pleasantly talking about it. Don't think about it, it's all about Jingning's appearance here. Or who is in the car?

She didn't have the heart to think about what they said anymore, because the noise coming from Jing Ning's cell phone was too loud, she glanced at the contact person, it was the old man, he turned on the speakerphone, and the old man's voice was like a bell Then it came in: "Where are you now? I asked you to come back. Are you deaf because you didn't hear? Even if you came over from the moon, you have arrived. I give you 10 to [-] minutes to come here, otherwise you will be killed in the future." Don't come into this house again."

"Old man, is there anything you can't say on the phone? I really have something to do, and I can't get away outside. "

The "pop" seemed to be a glass bottle or something that fell on the ground and broke. It seems that the old man was really angry this time.

Jing Ning said helplessly: "Okay, I'll go back right away, don't get excited."

"Hmph, don't be perfunctory old man. If you have time, go outside to pick flowers and weeds, and you don't know how to come back."

It seems that the old man also knows about the photos.

Jiang Xiaotao was rather gloating, turned his head and raised his eyebrows to look at Jing Ning, how do you explain?

"Old man, are you delusional? Men all over the world are covered in flowers and weeds, and there will be no me." He raised his eyebrows up and down, wriggling back and forth like a caterpillar, really cute, The corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, but he seemed a little aggrieved, and he even gave her a resentful look.

A stern and accustomed man with a unique style suddenly changed his style of painting, pretending to be pitiful and cute, she said that she couldn't accept it, her little heart was trembling, and suddenly her mother's love flooded her, and her heart softened into a puddle of water.

It was only then that Jiang Xiaotao realized that he was explaining to the old man, but the expression was for her to see. She had to admit that he succeeded, and she was amused, so she was no longer angry.

The voice of the old man on the other end became even louder: "You still have the nerve to tell me this, go and see for yourself, what is written there, it's a mess."

(End of this chapter)