Chapter 444 What do you think I am doing?

  Wen Cheng saw this news, and a sneer slowly emerged from the corner of her mouth.

  Dead Bird: Take a moment, don’t scare her to death.

   Six Six Six Six: [Completely ojbk]

  Wen Orange: "..."

  She did not reply to Xiao Liu again, and dropped her phone on the single bed, her eyes melted with frost.

  Recently, I’m afraid it’s hard to get through the life of Wen Zhi Yuan.

  Shiqi has already planned to return to Yan's house, so the next two sisters should also make good plans.

   "Boom boom boom——"

   "Takeaway!"

   Outside the door, someone knocked on the door, and there was a low voice from the delivery staff.

  Wen Cheng jumped up from the bed, her actions were cool and handsome. She was also wearing short boots and walked to the door step by step with her well-proportioned legs. She opened a seam and protruded an arm, "Thank you."

  The words fell, the expected takeaway box was not handed in, but a pair of dry and warm palms, which instantly clasped her thin white wrists.

  Wen Cheng's face condensed, and she was about to twist the opponent with her backhand. The door was suddenly knocked open. Half of her shoulder was hit with pain, and her figure staggered, but because the opponent kept pulling her, she would not fall.

  However, when the people outside the door showed up, a panic flashed in Wen Orange's eyes.

  How is he!

  The man is wearing a short gray trench coat and a V-neck sweater inside. The tall and stalwart Ang Zangzhuo stands in front of him.

  Wen Cheng and him were standing in the aisle of the room. She condensed her eyebrows, her expression was cold, and she moved her wrist, "Let go!"

  The other party did not speak, but gently slammed back with the heel, kicking the door behind him closed.

  Wen Orange: "..."

  The hotel room was not spacious at first, because the man suddenly appeared, and it seemed very cramped at this time.

  He still squeezed her tightly, and the heat under his palm almost burned her skin.

  Wen Cheng struggled a few times, but she couldn't reach the opponent, so she could only stare at him angrily, "Lei, you let me go!"

  The person here is Lei Ruixiu from the Imperial Capital.

  His deep eyebrows are narrowed slightly, his hands are not strong, but he clamps Wen Orange with dexterity, "Let go? Then let you run after you sleep?"

   "You...what nonsense!"

  Through his reminder, the night that Wen Cheng deliberately ignored, came to mind again.

  Lei Ruixiu stared at her for an instant, and took her hand without any explanation, and walked into the depths of the room.

  Wen Orange frowns her eyebrows tightly, her eyes are full of horrified resistance, "What are you doing?"

  The man glanced back at her, and caught her anxious too late to cover up, smiling but not smiling, "What do you think I am doing?"

  Wen Cheng stopped talking.

  She was thinking, was the egg fried rice she ordered was thrown by this nasty man?

  As for how he came here and how he knew she was here, Wen Cheng didn't care at all.

  He is a policeman. He wants to track a person and has his own way, and this is not the first time he has been found by him.

  Lei Ruixiu pulled Wen Cheng and sat directly on the only single bed in the room. He was sitting and she was standing.

  "Don't plan to sit down?" He shook Wen Cheng's wrist slightly, and looked up at her stubborn and stubborn cheek.

  When the light flashed slightly, it was discovered that the cuffs of the leather jacket on her body had been worn away by several pieces of leather.

  He looked in his eyes, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

  Wen Cheng stood in front of the man, feeling that the heat from his wrist was sweeping through his body like a prairie fire.

  She tugged back again, to no avail.

  She was a little impatient, and said with no good attitude: "What the **** are you doing? To put it straight, I am very busy!"

  (End of this chapter)