Suddenly, King, holding Sharkey, took a few steps forward and put her in the restroom resting chair. “Wait a moment.”
When she was stunned, she saw that Jong had gone straight to a man not far away “and called out.”
In the heart of Fang Jiang Chung was appalled, and immediately made calm, “What call it?”
“Camera.” Jong said faintly, “I don’t care what your reason is, but I’d better call the camera out right away.”
Fang Jiangchung knew that he had been filmed, apparently by the other side. At the moment, his face was full of smiles, but did not hand over the camera, but smiled, “Hello, Mr. Jun, I am a New Day magazine reporter, wanting to interview you. The lady you picked up just now, excuse me, who are you? Does Miss May know the existence of this lady? You and Miss May seem to have some kind of relationship, you can say what kind of relationship… “
Fang Jiangchung’s instinct as a journalist was immediately a series of questions emerging from his mouth. As a small reporter, if you want to get started, it’s best to catch the news that’s a big hit.
Now, the most hot ground is the news between Jun Wishing, Mei Xinyi and Yenanqing. If you can dig out some secrets, you can definitely make him a lot of downwind in the future.
When he thought of it, Fang Jiangchung was excited, but he forgot to think what man King wished, and what background he had behind him.
His words had not yet been finished, and King said that he had kicked himself into the heart of Fangjiang Chung.
The whole man fell to the ground as Fang Chung. Along with it, the camera fell to the ground.
“Ah! My camera! “Fang Jiang Chung put his hand over his chest and stood up to get the camera back.
However, the other hand was faster than him, and Jun said that he had picked up the camera on the ground and pulled out the memory card inside.
Condescending, Jun would like to watch the half lying on the ground of the Fang Jiangchong, “If you do not want to die, today’s events, a word is not allowed to report.”
“You… you are threatening me?” Fang Jiang Chung stood up from the ground in a rage.
“Well, it’s a threat.” The king confessed happily.
The crest of Fang Jiang Chung was cool. The man in front of him, staring at his eyes at the moment, was silent and filled with a kind of rage. It was as if he was looking at him, at a half-dead man.
Then, Fang Jiangchung saw the woman who had been sitting in the chair running quickly and asked, “What’s the matter? How did you suddenly kick him?”
“Nothing has been solved,” Jong said.
Fang Jiang Chung was astonished to see that the beautiful peach eyes, the original local dead silence turned into another style.
Bent down, King wishes to pick up Sharkey again, and Sharkey is busy, “I can go by myself, you let me down!” She is only coming to the great aunt, not the seriously ill.
But he fell on deaf ears and carried her away.
“He’s not going to do anything,” Sharkey said, looking over the shoulders of the king and standing in his place, Jiangchung.
“There will be no such thing as a busy official,” Jong said. “You don’t like me fighting, so I hardly move him.”
… “Sharkey is big, he just kicked a man on the ground is not much?” The man is a reporter? I saw you take the memory card in his camera. “
“He took the picture, so I took the storage card,” said Jun, holding Sharkey all the way to the parking lot outside the mall, holding her in the car, fastening her seat belt and starting the car.
“Where are you going?” asked Sharkey.
“Go to a place to rest,” Jong replied, “And every time you come, it hurts a lot.”
She looked at him in a daze. Remember when she first came to Aunt Big, the stomach pain was severe, plus shy psychology, so she simply shut him out, Ren Mother said several times, did not want to see him.
She woke up in the middle of the night with a sore stomach, When you want to go to the toilet and open the door of the room, Only then did he find himself huddled outside her room, And when he saw her out, he rose up, Shouting her name in a pitiful tone, “Kiki…”
It was like a dog abandoned by its owner.
For a moment, Sharkey suddenly felt a sense of inexplicable guilt, and finally he caressed her to the door of the bathroom, and then she returned to the room.
Because it was midnight and cold, she did not drive him out of the room, but let him lie on her bed, and the two slept together as before.
At the age of 12, Sharkey was only a hazy conception of men’s and women’s affairs, and King’s words were even more obscure.
That night, she fell in pain and fell half asleep.
He, for the first time, did not curl up like a shrimp into her arms, but a hand gently rubbing her stomach, another hand holding her, constantly saying, “No pain, no pain…”
His voice lingered in her ear that night, with the pain in her abdomen, until the dawn…
Sharkey was taken to the Jung’s Hotel, not far from the mall.
A chain of five-star hotels owned by Junz Group, upscale luxury. To be honest, Sharkey and Jun have known each other for so many years, but they have made their first trip to their hotel.
And… still in this state.
King wishes to hold Sharkey to the special elevator, has been the staff graciously pressed down the elevator door, while secretly looking at Sharkey, the heart of the woman and the president of what exactly the relationship.
“A glass of hot brown sugar, ginger water, ends in the suite on the top floor,” King said.
The staff on the side stunned and immediately responded to the voice “Yes.”
Shai Qi, who stayed in King’s arms, could not help but be surprised. He remembers that she had to drink this every time her great aunt had a pain in her stomach…
The elevator door opened, and King took Sharkey into the elevator and reached the Presidential Suite on the top floor.
If it wasn’t for the moment, Sharkey might have a good look at what the Five Star Hotel’s Presidential Suite looks like. But at this moment she lay passively on the soft bed, and Ren said to take off her shoes and put the quilt on her.
“Why not send me back to the dormitory?” asked Sharkey.
“Inconvenient,” replied Jun, rolling up his sleeves, walking into the bathroom, taking a towel washed with warm water, and moving stiffly to wipe the brow of Xia Qi Qi with a thin sweat.
