It's not your turn to break up

Jing Mo bent down and pressed against Wang Zhongqiu's ear, his lips touched his earlobe, and asked softly: "Honey, have you played enough?"

His voice seemed to have a hook, which made Wang Zhongqiu's heart tremble, and his warm breath sprayed against his ears. He felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but want to push him away.Sensing his resisting hands, Jing Mo frowned, very displeased, a pair of big hands tightly grasped his shoulders, he couldn't control his own strength, as if he wanted to crush him and hide him in his pocket .

Wang Zhongqiu couldn't help but let out a 'hum', resisting more obvious resistance, "It hurts, let me go first."

That redundant man didn't realize his own redundancy, instead of leaving with the others, he glared at Jing Mo, "You let go, didn't you hear him say it hurts?"

let go?Is it his turn to let him go?Will never let go.

Jing Mo looked at the hand pointing at his face, narrowed his eyes dangerously, gritted his teeth, and said word by word, "If I don't let go."

The man's fist gradually clenched.

Enduring the pain, Wang Zhongqiu gasped and said to the man, "It's none of your business, you go first, I'm fine."

These words of concern for others made Jing Mo hate even more, he suddenly let go of Wang Zhongqiu, turned around and grabbed the man behind him, "You fucking want to go, where are you going?"

Not to be outdone, the man who was grabbed by the collar also grabbed him with his backhand, and looked straight at him without any fear.

Seeing that the two were on the verge of breaking out, Wang Zhongqiu became anxious, and he shouted, "Jing Mo, what are you doing, let him go."

"I haven't done anything to him yet, are you in a hurry?" Jing Mo's eyes were red, as if he was about to eat someone, "I just hit him, so what?"

Wang Zhongqiu hurriedly shouted: "Jing Mo, are you crazy? How can you fight? Let him go."

"If he dares to touch my people, he has to think about what will happen."

"What nonsense are you talking about." Wang Zhongqiu went to break his hand, but did not shake it at all, "What if you hurt someone, let go of your hand first, and talk about something."

"I can't talk to him well."

"Who wants to talk to him properly."

The two exited almost at the same time.

As if deliberately trying to provoke him, the man whistled to Wang Zhongqiu, "Don't worry, baby, I'll be fine."

Before he finished speaking, Jing Mo's fist hit him on the bridge of the nose. The man was not to be outdone, and the two started fighting. The two tall men were usually elites. Neither of them had any experience in this field, and they just squandered their lives. Brute force and hatred, no one can take advantage of it, punch after punch hit the body, and after a while, both of them were killed.

Wang Zhongqiu was a little drunk, no matter how hard he was, he couldn't pull away the red-eyed two people, and Gu Mingming, who came over later, worked together to pull them away.Although it was the first time he had experienced this kind of thing, as the assistant of a first-line artist, Gu Mingming didn't care about other things, so he immediately pulled the man and asked him to ask him how much he was willing to keep silent.

The man wiped the corner of his mouth, looked at the blood on his hands, smiled contemptuously, and was very dismissive.He walked to Wang Zhongqiu's side and made a phone call gesture, "Remember to contact me."

Jing Mo waved his fist and wanted to jump up again, but was hugged by Gu Mingming from behind, holding him desperately.

The man smiled at him with pursed lips, Jing Mo's eyes were about to burst into flames.

"Understood, you can go quickly." Wang Zhongqiu said casually, just wanting him to leave quickly.

In Jing Mo's ears, this had another meaning. He asked Xiao Qiu to remember to contact him in the future, and Xiao Qiu said he knew.

Jing Mo squinted his eyes, his eyes filled with a sinister coolness, he stared at this scene with hatred and powerlessness in his heart.Oh, it's a good scene to send off eighteen.If what happened in front of him was as simple as destroying a piece of glass, he would have smashed the piece of glass into thousands of blood-stained pieces with one punch without hesitation, so that it could never be put together again.

Oh, and he had to be careful not to let the debris splash on his baby.

After the man left, Gu Mingming hurriedly looked at the wound on Jing Mo's face. Fortunately, it was just scratched and not serious. Gu Mingming heaved a sigh of relief. It's okay to say what's on his body, and he can cover it up with clothes on. Well, if there is something wrong with this face, even if he is not torn apart by the company, he will be torn apart by Jing Mo's fans.

The two finally stopped fighting, and Wang Zhongqiu finally breathed a sigh of relief. He slumped on the sofa, feeling that the wine he drank was about to recover, and he lay on the sofa, wanting to sleep.

Jing Mo grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up, swearing at each other, "If you don't go back, who are you waiting for here?"

Wang Zhongqiu supported his forehead, Fan Fei didn't show any regrets, instead he said stiffly: "Wait for whoever you love, it's none of your business."

That small mouth that opened and closed, once full of sweet words, the small mouth that made him tremble from kisses, every word that came out hit his pain sense precisely, every word poked on his pain nerve.

The person who keeps saying that he loves him, wants him, and can't live without him, but now he wants you to take care of it, what's none of your business, what has anything to do with you.

How did the relationship between them become what they are now, and how did they get to this point.

Jing Mo wiped his face, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.

"go home."

His voice was as low as a whisper, full of pleading, so low that it made people feel sad.

"No, I don't have a home." Wang Zhongqiu vaguely refused.

This sentence completely angered Jing Mo, he clenched his fist and walked to Wang Zhongqiu's side, "I'll ask you again, do you want to go?"

Wang Zhongqiu didn't even look at him, "Don't go."

Gu Mingming was so frightened that he double-checked whether the door was closed properly and whether he would be seen by the fourth person. He clearly saw something shining in Jing Mo's eyes. Gu Mingming felt sore, he felt sorry for Brother Jing , Seeing Brother Jing's furious look, he was afraid that he would hurt Brother Qiu, and something irreversible would happen, even though Brother Jing had never touched Brother Qiu.

Just as Jing Mo was about to make a move, Gu Mingming was startled, and almost wanted to rush up to hug Jing Mo, but he saw Jing Mo bent down hard, and Wang Zhongqiu was already on his shoulders.No matter how thin Wang Zhongqiu is, he is still a 1.8-meter-tall young man, and he is not usually honest. He still wants to keep struggling. Jing Mo staggers, and Gu Mingming's heart is about to jump out. I don't know whether to help Jing Ge Still supporting Brother Qiu.

Brother Jing was about to go out with Wang Zhongqiu on his shoulders. Gu Mingming quickly grabbed the hat and put it on his head, covering as much as it could cover. Then they leave through the employee passageway.

Afraid of being noticed, Wang Zhongqiu stopped struggling when he left the door, and was honestly carried by Jing Mo to the car. After closing the car door, he leaned on the window obediently, half-opening his eyes and looking out the window, not knowing Thinking about something, Jing Mo glanced at him, and then he closed his eyes, obviously refusing to talk.

Gu Mingming drove the car honestly, not daring to glance behind, the car was very quiet, no one spoke, when Gu Mingming was hesitating whether to listen to music to ease the atmosphere, his cell phone rang, Jing Mo's agent Liu Chunsheng's phone call, he put on a bluetooth headset.

"Brother Liu, we've found it."

"Well, there was a little dispute, nothing serious."

"We've talked about it. The other party doesn't want compensation, and he didn't say whether it will be exposed. It seems that the other party is also a famous person, so it shouldn't be."

"Yes, yes, there should be no ambiguity, no surprises, good brother Liu, I will give you the contact information later."

"No injury, no injury, Brother Jing doesn't want to go to the hospital, it's just a slight scratch, just go back and get some medicine."

"Now on the way back, I'm driving, and I'm all in the car."

The car was very quiet, I don't know what was said on the other side, only Gu Mingming's cautious tone was heard.

You don't need to think about it, you are concerned about whether Jing Mo is injured, whether there are other people present during the fight, whether there is a possibility of being videotaped and photographed, and whether the other party will blow up.

The phone finally hung up, and the car returned to silence.

Jing Mo saw Wang Zhongqiu frowned and felt uncomfortable, he sighed, and turned Wang Zhongqiu's body to lean on him, it was probably too uncomfortable, Wang Zhongqiu didn't resist, Jing Mo turned left and right and took out a few He took a pill for hangover, stuffed it into Wang Zhongqiu's mouth, unscrewed a bottle of water and gave it to him.Wang Zhongqiu drank a little water with his hands in small sips, and his dry lips improved slightly.After he finished drinking, Jing Mo also took a few sips before screwing on the bottle cap.

Jing Mo asked him to rest his head on his lap, Wang Zhongqiu closed his eyes and frowned slightly, Jing Mo looked at his delicate eyebrows, and grabbed his hair, the touch was very good.He sighed slightly, and gently pressed his temple.After pressing for a while, his hands were sore, and Wang Zhongqiu's brows gradually relaxed.

Xu Shi was sure that he was not asleep, Jing Mo said leisurely, "Is there nothing you want to tell me?"

The author has something to say: Have you noticed that no matter what happens, Xiaoqiu is calmly playing Xiaoxiaole on her mobile phone (?O?)

I unilaterally declare that Xiaoxiaole is Xiaoqiu's true love, lock it, I swallow the key (?O?)