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Yan Bin was dumb, "..."

Zhou Jin: "If you do it for me, you can tell me that Jiang Han's voice has nothing to do with this matter, so don't come here to humiliate others!"

Yan Bin blushed and shouted anxiously: "Little Wu! Zhou Jin——!"

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Zhou Jin put Jiang Hansheng's sinoμ arm on her shoulders, and cni supported his heavy body with all her strength, and walked out without taking a step back.

The car drove through the bright neon lights, through the central rearview mirror, Zhou Jin glanced at Jiang Han's voice in the back seat, and asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Jiang Hansheng is used to being strict with himself, even when he was drunk, he did not show any gaffes.

There was a strong smell of alcohol in the car.

Zhou Jin opened the car window, and the light from the street lamp shone in, reflecting Jiang Han's clear and handsome silhouette.

She couldn't help but pay more attention, but Jiang Hansheng never answered.

When they got back to Zhizi Lane, Zhou Jin came down first, and pulled kαi to pick up the car door to meet Jiang Hansheng: "I'm home."

He closed his eyes slightly, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and his ears and cheeks were unusually red.Toμ's jet-black hair was disheveled, and he looked a bit embarrassed.

Zhou Jin noticed that his sんnoμ arm was lying across his forehead, and he looked very uncomfortable, so he asked, "Do you want to vomit?"

Jiang Hansheng did not respond.

From Zhou Jin's point of view, his expression was too cold, and he didn't seem to want to talk to her very much.

Is it because Yan Bin mentioned Jiang Cheng?

During Zhou Jin's blind date with Jiang Hansheng, she confessed her emotional experience to him.Jiang Hansheng said that he wouldn't mind, and she also wanted to abandon the past earlier and have a new beginning, so they haven't discussed this topic deeply all this time.

Now it seems that Jiang Hansheng still minds.

Seeing that he refused to get out of the car, Zhou Jin went around to the other side and got into the back seat.

In the small compartment, the air seemed to freeze.

Zhou Jin said in a low voice: "I don't know what the third brother said to you, but those are all things in the past."

Jiang Han's snoμ moved from the bottom to the bottom, and the burning sensation in his stomach made his breath boil.He finally couldn't keep silent and asked, "Do you still like him?"

Zhou Jin pursed her lips, "I don't like him."

Simple raw y repetition.

There was a blurred light in Jiang Hansheng's eyes, not that sharp, but he could easily see through her: "Zhou Jin, you are not good at lying."

"..."

"Then do you like me?"

Zhou Jin was taken aback for a while.

With a bitter arc on his lips, he gave the answer: "You don't like me."

Even being drunk can't change Jiang Hansheng's natural sensitivity.His subconscious intuition, used in criminal investigation, is a talent that others cannot match; but in daily life, it is more like a punishment——

She is touching him all the time.

Zhou Jin seemed to be unable to bear it, "Jiang Hansheng, you are drunk."

Jiang Hansheng's sんnoμ fingers tightened, and his eyes turned red, "I know what I'm talking about."

Zhou Jin thought that now was not the time for kαi to be honest, so she said, "We'll talk about this after you sober up."

Jiang Hansheng pressed his snoμ against his brow bone, his eyes drooped, and he was in a state of embarrassment, "You still don't like me."

Zhou Jin sighed and softened her attitude, "I don't like you."

He didn't look at Zhou Jin, afraid to see that she was lying, turned his body to the other side, curled up slightly, in a posture of self-protection.

Closing his eyes, he was struck by waves of dizziness.In the silent carriage, only Jiang Han's painful panting could be heard.

After a stalemate for a while, Zhou Jin touched his shoulder and pushed, "Are you angry?"

no response.

She leaned over to snoμ and hugged Jiang Hansheng from behind.

Arriving since childhood, except for Jiang Cheng, she has never liked anyone, and she has never seen any other appearance of love.She couldn't explain her feelings for Jiang Hansheng clearly, because she didn't have the kind of bright heart when she was chasing Jiang Cheng back then.

But there was one thing she was sure of.

"Jiang Hansheng, I like having you by my side."

Zhou Jin stood up slightly, raised her patience, and kissed the corner of his lips, "I will understand you in the future."

Jiang Han's voice didn't move, she turned to his face in a daze, actively entangled his lips and tongue, and in the gap, she persuaded in a low voice: "Go home, are you?"

Zhou Jin just retreated a little distance, Jiang Hansheng rushed over, snoμ pressed her back of the neck, and kissed her fiercely and deeply, almost venting.

Zhou Jin endured the biting demands, her snoμ arms gently climbed up to his shoulders and neck, raised toμ, and let Jiang Hansheng kiss her crotch, neck, and collarbone...

She touched his toμ hair, and it lay softly between her fingers.

The man's hot breath passed by, leaving a trace of thick sensuality, a little sticky and a little cold.

Zhou Jin shrank back, wanting to share kαi.

Jiang Han grabbed her waist tightly and asked in a low voice, "Do you really want to know me?"

His gentle face was a little more evil and fierce out of thin air, which made Zhou Jin stunned.

Jiang Han caressed the back of her neck, their foreheads were almost touching, he closed his eyes, his breath was scorchingly hot, "What if I am a pervert?"

Zhou Jin: "...what do you mean?"

Jiang Han bit her lip softly.

Really bite.

The corner of Zhou Jin's mouth hurt, "Jiang Hansheng, Jiang, uh—" She swallowed softly, and the rust-like smell of cypress mixed with the strong smell of alcohol filled her mouth.

Except in very rare cases, Zhou Jin could feel the undisguised possessiveness in Jiang Han's temperament, most of the time, he acted very gentle in front of her.

Not like now.