Chapter 925

Just then, a threatening voice sounded behind him.

"Don't move, or I'll shoot!"

The little fried dough stick stepped down and then turned around. Sure enough, he saw several guards behind him, holding guns in their hands, and the dark muzzle of the guns were all aimed at him.

"Get out." Wen churan, who had been leaning against the wall, suddenly opened his mouth. His calm tone was mixed with a trace of helplessness. "Small fried dough sticks, you take a small milk can out first."

"Miss Wen! I... "

"Get out!" Wen churan interrupted the young man in a cold voice and ordered, "you and the little milk can go out and wait for me!"

She doesn't want to get in the way of fried dough sticks.

According to Sheng Shimo's temperament, it is not impossible to beat him into a horse honeycomb now.

What's more, five years ago, she was the only one who could solve it.

Even if the little fried dough sticks didn't want to, they had to leave the reception room with a small milk can.

Seeing this, the security guards retreated one after another.

Sheng Shimo walked into the reception room, slammed the door and locked it.

Wen churan straightened up and wanted to walk towards the sofa, but his wrist was buckled, and then he was strongly pushed onto the wall. Before he could react, he saw the tall figure of the man quickly pressed over.

In almost a few seconds, the two bodies fit closely without even leaving a gap.

This is their first physical contact after five years. They feel familiar but a little strange.

The unique breath of a man has wrapped her tightly again after five years.

The hard chest is still warm.

Wen churan's heart quickened fiercely and his breathing became disordered.

Just when her brain was blank, the man's fingers suddenly pinched her chin and forced her head up.

This is his habitual action.

Even if she didn't want to, he would look at her overbearing.

Between the four eyes, Wen churan's body trembled fiercely, and the time seemed to return to five years ago.

Her heart, her body, including her emotions, still made a response that only appeared in the face of this man, which was beyond her control.

A man's dark pupils are always bottomless, just like the abyss she jumped into five years ago. If she is not careful, she will fall to pieces at any time.

That fear made Wen churan wake up in an instant.

She immediately reached out and tried to push the man away, but her wrist was caught.

"Let go!"

"Don't go to country e..."

A man's low voice suddenly sounded in his ear, with a pleading tone.

Wen churan was stunned. She just felt that the ink held her harder in the prime of time, as if she wanted to integrate her into bone and blood.

"Where I go, you have no right to ask again!" She will not be like five years ago, because his word or action will be casually soft hearted.

She has to get out of here for the little milk can!

In her prime, Mo seemed to see through her mind and put his head on her shoulder like a dog.

Who can imagine that such a lonely president would look like a child with such a humble attitude.

In fact, five years ago, he was so coquettish and soft.

I have to admit that such a contrast is actually very moving.

Even if it was moving, it would only have been five years ago.

"Today, I promise... It won't happen again!"

"But I won't believe you again." Wen churan rebuffed coldly, "let go of me when ink is in full bloom!"