It was promised that the sun will be sunny

Chapter 17 Unworthy

Su He's wounds were quickly bandaged up. They were all skin traumas, so there was nothing serious about them.

"Hey, Master Huo, do you still hug left and right?"

The peach-eyed man whistled.

Nian Jin, who was standing at the door, pursed his lips tightly, unable to speak.

"Su He... is she okay..."

Nian Jin lowered his eyes lightly, with an indescribable morbidity.

The peach-eyed man walked into Nianjin, lowered his head slightly, and said with a smile: "It seems that this woman is still a cold beauty."

Afterwards, the peach-eyed man turned his head to look at Siming Huo, and said, "Master Huo, don't you mind if I take this woman away? After all, she came from 'Mo Yan', so it's okay to play around with, right?"

After a while, Huo Siming nodded lightly and said, "It's good to follow Jiangbei, and take good care of Young Master Jiang."

Huo Siming's serious appearance really hurt Nian Jin.

Huo Siming had trampled on her heart to the point that nothing was left.

Nian Jin raised a smile, looked very charming, and said, "Master Jiang, let's go."

Since you want to play so much, then continue to fall.

Jiang Bei put his arms around Nian Jin's thin waist naturally, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and said, "I just like to deal with people who understand."

No one saw Huo Siming's clenched fist.

"Didn't Xiao Jin stay in Moyan before? How can she be worthy of Master Jiang? I don't know who she has been with again. Master Jiang should not take Xiao Jin away."

The white gauze wrapped around Su He's arm was stained with blood, and everyone's ladylike appearance made it impossible to find fault.

"What does Miss Su mean?"

Jiang Bei was still smiling. He naturally knew who Nian Jin was, but Huo Siming had two women by his side, and he just wanted to see who this woman was.

Su He stood beside Huo Siming provocatively, put his arm on Huo Siming's arm affectionately, and said, "Of course, Xiao Jin is not worthy of Young Master Jiang, so I neglected it."

At this moment, Nian Jin, who had been silent all this time, said lightly, "I'm afraid Miss Lausu is worrying, I belong to myself, why do you control my freedom? Besides, President Huo also promised to take good care of his wife." Master Jiang?"

The implication is that Su He is just a mistress who can control a wife, and the meaning of mocking Huo Siming is also very obvious.

"I'm afraid Mr. Huo will be the first to give his wife to other men, right?"

Nian Jin's face was full of sarcasm, and he smiled softly.

"Chuzhou, send Young Master Jiang away!"

Huo Siming's furrowed brows and furious look made everyone present gasp.

……

"Where?"

Jiang Bei casually held the steering wheel, tilted his head and looked at Nian Jin on the co-pilot.

Up to now, Nian Jin has not said a word, and there is no expression on her delicate and morbid face, which makes people can't help but want to explore more secrets about her.

"casual."

After throwing out two words, Nian Jin closed her eyes and fell asleep. She didn't want to say anything more to Jiang Bei. In her eyes, these people were all equally disgusting!

Seeing this, Jiang Bei's mouth curled into an arrogant smile.

"squeak!"

Stopping the car suddenly, Jiang Bei gently squeezed Nian Jin's chin, and said, "Woman, you are really a cold beauty. No one has been so cold to me so far."

In bed, Jiang Bei naturally likes women who are passionate and unrestrained, followed by well-behaved and smart women. She is the first one with a temperament like Nian Jin.

"Since it disturbed Young Master Jiang's interest, I'll leave now."

After all, Nian Jin couldn't help but start to take off his seat belt. Unexpectedly, Jiang Bei pressed his arm hard.

With a smile on Jiang Bei's face, but the strength of his hand was so strong, he said: "You are the first to use me, but you may also be the last."

Afterwards, Jiang Bei's face darkened, he took out an M9 pistol from behind his waist, and pressed it against Nian Jin's forehead.

"What do you think I'll do to you?"

Jiang Bei still had a smile on his face, and what he was holding in his hand didn't seem to be a deadly pistol.

(End of this chapter)