sorry i want you

The way out was blocked.

Jin Han spat out foul language.

Everything displeased Ou Jiming, his original good mood was gone, he frowned.

His face darkened in an instant: "Master Jin, if you have time to taunt me, why don't you think about how to please your brother, and beg him to give you [-] to [-] living expenses every month to help you, so that you don't die father Afterwards, there is no one to protect her, and she can't even afford to eat, so she has to be a beggar on the street."

The calm shell that Ou Jiming had pretended before was instantly broken, and when he got angry, he returned to his usual style of pinching people seven inches when he came to Huaxun, pinching Jin Han's sore spot at once, so that he couldn't hold his head up.

Jin Han originally wanted to tease others, but he didn't expect to be teased instead, so angry that his lips trembled and the veins on his forehead twitched, his face was about to squeeze out of shape.

"I don't want you to worry about my affairs. It's time for you to think about how to get rid of the stigma of plagiarism. And... Your lover's company, I'm afraid you won't be able to reopen it in your life. You let you Your lover has no money to earn, so will his ass be fucked by you now, huh?"

A lower uppercut hit Jin Han hard on the chin.

Jin Han's body fell backwards, knocking over the bottles and cups that Kasi was sitting on, and a rusty taste rose from his mouth immediately.

Ou Jiming rubbed his fists: "Bitch, put your mouth twice before speaking. If you speak rudely again, I will break your jaw next time!"

"Bah——" Jin Han spat out the blood in his mouth, and stood up with his body supported, "Ou Jiming, you are a fucking pervert who fucks with men's asses, you're afraid of me—"

"Bah——" Another piece fell on Jin Han's chin, and Jin Han fell to the ground on his back, and all the words that followed turned into a scream.

Ou Jiming squatted beside him, pointing at his nose condescendingly: "Don't forget whose territory this is, and kindly remind you again, don't act wild here, I'll beat you up in minutes so that you don't even know your own mother."

Although Ou Jiming became a good man after following Xin Yue, his natural rebellious gene was still deeply buried in his bone marrow, and Jin Han stepped on his thunder every minute, and his suppressed temper suddenly broke out.

Jin Han clutched his swollen chin, wanting to curse at him.Just when he opened his mouth, tears flowed from the pain.

Ou Jiming smiled, turned and left, and the onlookers gave way quickly.

Jin Han fell to the ground, but there was no one to help him.He watched Ou Jiming's disappearing back, his eyes were full of hatred, and he said angrily in his heart: "Ou Jiming, I will let you be proud for a few more minutes, and then don't cry!"

He stood up clutching his injured chin, and left in embarrassment amidst everyone pointing and pointing.

He has never been insulted like this in his life!

Ou Jiming came out of the bar, and after getting in the car, he shook off the hand that hit him just now: "Damn it, is that guy an iron jaw? It hurts me to death."

He crossed his hands and blew for a while, and he drove away after the pain subsided.

The rare good mood was ruined, Ou Jiming just wanted to go home and sleep with Xin Yue in his arms.

It was past ten o'clock at night, and the pavilion was not quiet.

He was driving home slowly, when a group of suburbs suddenly appeared at the crossroad ahead and stopped his car.

Ou Jiming opened the car window and handed out his driver's license. After seeing his driver's license, the leading traffic policeman immediately turned around and waved to the back.

From time to time, a policeman walked by the side of the road.He first showed his ID to Ou Jiming: "Someone reported that there are illegal items in your car, please cooperate with us to open the trunk of the car, we need to check."

In the past, Ou Jiming would have spat at the other party, and then swaggered away with the car.

But having been with Xin Yue for a long time, he was greatly affected. Although he was upset at this time, he still patiently opened the door and trunk.

"If you want to check, check it. If there are any illegal items in my car, I will call you grandpa."

The policeman said: "We are just doing routine work, thank you for your cooperation." The policeman asked his men to go to the back to check.

After a while, a policeman trotted over with a transparent plastic bag, and said to the policeman, "Boss, look." There were several small bags in the big plastic bag, each containing only a little bit.

The police chief took the plastic bag, opened it and smelled it, his expression darkened.

The polite expression suddenly turned cold, and he said to Ou Jiming with a calm face: "Please come with us."

"What do you mean?" Ou Jiming took a look at the package and immediately felt that something was wrong.

Although he never touched those messy things, it didn't mean that no one in their circle played.

Coupled with the drastically changed expression of the policeman, he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

The police chief raised the bag of white powder in his hand, and said to Ou Jiming, "Drugs, there must be a kilogram here, enough to shoot you."

Ou Jiming suddenly looked surprised: "Impossible! I'm a serious businessman, even if this thing is in my car, it can't be mine."

The policeman looked at Ou Jiming with almost no expression on his face: "If you say you don't have it, you don't have it? But we did find it from your car. How do you explain it?"

Ou Jiming: "I..."

The policeman waved his hand: "Okay, don't say anything, go to the police station with us and accept the investigation."

Ou Jiming looked at the bag of white powder and knew that it was impossible for him not to take this trip today.

He said to the police: "I'll go with you, but before I go, can I make a phone call first, my wife will be worried if he sees that I won't go back for a long time."

The policeman hesitated for a moment, then agreed: "Speak out and hit me right in front of me."

Ou Jiming took out the phone and called Xin Yue.

The phone rang several times before it was connected, and Xin Yue's voice came from the phone: "Hello?"

He grunted, obviously woken up after falling asleep.

Xin Yue was like this when he was sleeping, when the call came in a daze, he only opened his eyes a crack, and often answered the caller without seeing the caller clearly.

As soon as Ou Jiming heard his voice, his heart warmed: "Are you asleep?"

"Well. When are you coming back?" Xin Yue yawned, his voice gradually getting quieter.

Ou Jiming said: "I'm going to play with the mouse all night, I won't be going back tonight, you lock the doors and windows yourself, go to bed early."

Xin Yue was stunned for a moment, then seemed to realize what Ou Jiming said, and then vaguely told him: "You have fun, don't get drunk."

Knowing that he couldn't see it, Ou Jiming nodded emphatically: "Well, I know, besides, the mice don't dare to drink me indiscriminately. Go to bed earlier, good night." Ou Jiming kissed the phone.

Xin Yue on the other end of the phone also kissed him back.

Ou Jiming hung up the phone, feeling soft and sweet in his heart.

The policeman looked at Ou Jiming with a strange expression: "Get out of the car."

"Why, you policemen, haven't you seen a homosexual yet?"

The policeman coughed in embarrassment: "Let's go quickly. The reply needs to be checked and recorded."

Ou Jiming got out of the car and threw the car keys to him: "Take care of my car, don't scratch it."