Play Nice

Chapter 90 090: The Beginning of Leading Jingzhao: Conquering (Second)
"Why did you promise to watch a movie with me? Why did you care if I got caught by a fishbone? Why did you come to me when you were drunk?"

After a moment of silence, Jing Zhao said lightly, "You are Ms. Lu's precious tenant."

The business leader looked at him fixedly: "Excuse."

He didn't answer.

She stood up from her seat, her eyes became sharp, not as meek as usual: "Are you in love with another woman?"

If Jing Zhao dared to say yes.

Shang Lingling dared to kill that woman.

"No."

He got up, his back was straight, he was stern, straight and ruthless: "I have no plans to start a family, and I will not associate with anyone. Don't waste time on me."

This is Jing Zhao.

A modest gentleman, he is more ruthless than anyone else.

Shang Lingling let go of the hand that she had been holding, and the monster that had been trapped by her for seven years and hibernated under her clever skin began to struggle.

"Turn around, I don't want to see you."

Jing Zhao really turned around and turned his back to her.

Shang Lingling forced his tears back, his eyes were red, and he was very stubborn: "Lang doesn't waste time, I have the final say."

She turned and left.

Don't you like the cute little sun?She has been obedient for seven years, why is it still not good?
Maybe she shouldn't be too good.

At the end of the movie, the protagonist fell asleep at the bottom of Yunxiang Lake. Later, the lake dried up, leaving a handful of loess and a white bone.

"gentlemen."

The cleaning aunt saw that there was still a person sitting in the auditorium, and went over to remind: "Sir."

The gentleman was still sitting still, like a statue without a soul.

"The movie is over."

Mr. got up, said sorry, and left.

There was a small pool of blood under the seat he had been sitting on.

It was the wound that opened.

Jing Zhao didn't know when it split, but it didn't hurt much.

Where's his umbrella?

He can't remember, can't remember when and where he left it, when he was eating with her?Was it time to buy her roasted sweet potatoes on the way?Or when buying popcorn in the theater lobby?
Around eleven o'clock, Xiao Zhang from the Tourism Bureau received a call from Jing Zhao.

"Mr. Jing."

Teacher Jing should be outside, where the wind is strong, and there is the sound of the night wind howling fiercely in the phone receiver.

"Can I ask you a favor?"

Half an hour later, Xiao Zhang rushed to the hotel, just happened to meet the business leader who was checking out, and took her to the airport "by the way".

There are no planes to Hwaseong at night, but there are planes to the imperial capital.

In the middle of the night, Fang Luming was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone. He didn't sleep until one o'clock in the morning. After being woken up, he was so violent that he wanted to beat people up.

He didn't even look at the electricity, and howled: "Will you let people sleep?"

"Come and pick me up."

Fang Luming watched an anime when he was in middle school. At that time, he was very fascinated by a female character in it. That character fits his fantasy of a future partner. He is considerate and gentle, accommodating and IKEA, and can act like a spoiled child, and has a super hot body.

At the end of the anime, that character boils her brother into a pot of soup...

This is the biggest shadow of Fang Luming's middle school period except for the business leaders.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect. He thinks that Shang Lingling's voice is very similar to that character. The sweet one has a little loli sound, but if you are caught off guard, it can make you horrified.

Fang Luming was completely awake and looked at the time: "Ancestor, it's three o'clock in the morning."

Shang Lingling ignored his complaints: "I'm at Dichang Airport."

"Wait."

I really owe this ancestor in my last life.

Fang Luming struggled to get up from the bed.

The airport was quiet at three in the morning, and there were not many passers-by. A taxi was parked outside the gate, with its lights on.

A passenger came out of the airport lobby, a young girl with a travel bag.

The taxi driver immediately opened the window to welcome passengers.

"Miss, do you want to take a taxi?"

The other party ignored him and stood on the side of the road.

The driver got out of the car and saw her little girl, he wanted to forcefully buy and sell: "Get in the car, I'll give you something cheaper."

He started and wanted to pull the girl, but he didn't touch it, but he grabbed the travel bag she was carrying on his shoulders.

"Miss--"

The zipper was pulled open, and the rolled cloth bag rolled out of the backpack. A piece of metal was exposed at the bottom of the cloth bag, like a needle, but thicker than a needle.

The driver stared in astonishment.

The little girl finally said, "Curious?"

The voice is sweet, especially in the open night.

She turned her head, and the driver saw her face clearly. He was illiterate, and only thought of a modifier that could be used to describe beauty - the face of an angel.

With such a beautiful face, as soon as she opened her mouth, Feng seemed to shout, "This is for sewing corpses."

"!"

Sew... a corpse?
The driver ran away without a car.

Fang Luming, who happened to witness this scene, also wanted to run, but he didn't dare. He dawdled to get out of the car.

"Business leader."

Shang Lingling put the needle for sewing the corpse back into the bag.

Fang Luming tiptoed to the ground, parked a meter away from Shang Lingling, stretched his arms and said, "Give me the bag, and I will help you put it in the trunk."

He couldn't help but make up for the way the business collar was sewing him with needles...

Shang Lingling took off the bag and threw it to him. He breathed a sigh of relief, pinched the strap of the bag with two fingers, and threw it into the trunk.

He got into the car, and the business leader sat in the back.

"Where did you fly from?"

"Yunjiang."

He turned the car around: "Why are you going to Yunjiang?"

"Repair the remains."

"..."

At night, can you not say such scary words so calmly!

Fang Luming's heart beat faster when he saw the sexy hot girl: "Where are you going?"

Shang Lingling opened all the windows: "Find a place where I can get angry."

Fang Luming knew Shang Lingling very well, which was a sign that her emotions were about to explode.

"Oh."

Fang Luming was immediately as quiet as a corpse.

"I confessed to Jing Zhao today."

Fang Luming didn't want to know at all.

The business leader familiarly found a cigarette and a lighter from behind the seat, which belonged to Fang Luming, a man's cigarette.

She bit the cigarette and pressed it twice, but the lighter was not lit. She didn't even have the patience to press it a third time, and crushed the cigarette: "He rejected me."

Fang Luming forced a smile: "Oh, what a bold guy."

"Didn't you say," Shang Lingling raised his eyelids and looked ahead, "As long as I do what I want, I will definitely get what I want."

This is taught by Fang Luming.

Shang Lingling put a hand on the back of Fang Luming's chair, and his fingertips crossed, making a vague sound: "But now people have run away."

Fang Luming shrank his neck, wishing to shrink himself: "Then you can't blame me."

He wasn't a willing soldier.

Besides, his strategy was definitely fine, but Jing Zhao was the one who had the problem.

"Jing Zhao is still the same as before, not obedient at all." Shang Lingling was playing with a lighter, she pressed it for a while, and then suddenly it lit, the fire caught her eyes off guard, it was faint Blue, "I should lock him up."

If the little witch doesn't act good, she will do evil.

At this time, only Fang Luming would pull her: "Don't mess around, are you still going the same way seven years ago?"

The beginning of Shang Lingling and Jing Zhao was not good, and it can be summed up in four words: robbing and robbing.

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　　Sorry, I'm late again.

　　The past seven years ago began to be revealed

　　
　
(End of this chapter)