Chen Ming was very calm: "I performed a task yesterday, and I didn't sleep much. After sending you, I'm going back to rest."

Song Jiaren coldly: "You come over to play shooting if you haven't had two sleeps?"

Chen Ming stared at her for a while, but without answering, and was about to close the car door.

At this time, Song Jiaren stuck the car door with her hand and raised her chin slightly: "My shoes are five or six thousand."

"I'll buy you a pair in the future." Chen Ming spoke indifferently.

Song Jiaren snorted coldly: "Pick it up for me, are you willing to buy five or six thousand shoes?"

"It's totally OK to compensate, but if it's my wife, you might have to earn money to buy it yourself." He did not deny that he had connotations with her.

Sure enough, Song Jiaren heard this and was so angry that she threw the car door on it.

Of course Chen Ming didn't go to pick up shoes. He was very tired now. He turned around and got in the car and started the car quickly. After driving for a while, he reminded her: "Put on the seat belt."

Song Jiaren was still angry and didn't want to pay attention to him. In front of him was the inspection leader, and several traffic police were on duty at night.

Chen Ming frowned, "Tight."

She still didn't listen, and it was too late at this time, so he could only reach out and press her onto him.

Song Jiaren was stunned, lay on him, buried her head, and after a while, she gritted her teeth: "Chen Ming, you bastard."

"Don't make a sound." He had already lowered the car window.

Outside, two young traffic policemen saw him and immediately said solemnly: "Captain Chen."

Chen Ming smiled lightly: "How is it?"

The young man stuttered a little. After all, he saw his boss's boss's boss, Bancai: "Everything is normal."

Afterwards, he looked inside: "Captain Chen is alone?"

Chen Ming lit a cigarette and smiled: "I went to the shooting range with Mr. Gu for a while before I was about to go back. By the way, I need to test alcohol, right?"

The young man shook his hand: "Stop it with Team Chen."

"What's the point? Just do it all." Chen Mingya wanted to untie the Quanshang belt and get out of the car. He also wanted to get off the car to see the situation, and he was a ill person.

As a result, he forgot about Song Jiaren who was pressing on his body. As soon as he let go, Song Jiarao's head popped up, and as soon as he came out, he slapped Chen Ming in the face.

With a snap.

Chen Ming was stunned.

The two young people outside were also stunned.

This is the situation of Shenma. Where did this beautiful woman come from? Didn’t Team Chen play shooting with Mr. Gu? How could there be a woman in his car and she looks really beautiful?

After looking at it again, isn’t this a newly recognized girl from Mr. Zhou, and an international movie star?

When they were dressed like this, they sat in Team Chen's car. When they saw it again, they didn't have shoes on their feet, so the two young people couldn't help but think about it for a while.

Chen Ming was not a fool either. He knew the meaning when he looked at the straight look. He turned his head and looked at Song Jiaren, "I'll get out of the car and take a look."

Song Jiaren didn't want to pay attention to him and sorted out her long wavy hair. It was a charming and her eyes were straightened by both young people.

Chen Ming got out of the car and threw the car door on, "What are you looking at!"

One of them came over and asked in a voice, "Is it my sister-in-law?"

Chen Ming patted his head: "Go and go, where did you get my sister-in-law? Mr. Zhou's sister happened to meet him."

"Why don't you have any shoes?" Young murmured to himself, and the other tried his best to hold back his smile.

Chen Ming photographed these two: "You dare to make fun of me? I won't beat you two cubs to death."

He smiled young and depressedly, and then said, "He looks pretty, almost the same as Mr. Gu."

Mr. Gu?

Chen Ming remembered that Gu Anxi was also very beautiful, but he probably had been called brother for too long. He was impressed by her marksmanship for the first two times. Later, it was difficult to feel that she was delicate and protective. Song Jiaren clearly had various marksmanship and swordsmanship, but she was usually fine and tender. In addition to being able to slap people in the face and kick people, she didn't look like she could do martial arts, but he also knew that he was thinking too much.

Of course, Chen Ming did not test the alcohol, but went to the stop and took a look. He got on the bus after about ten minutes.

The car door was closed, he was wearing a seat belt, Song Jiaren lifted her hair and looked at the other side: "Aren't you tired?"

Chen Ming smiled lightly, "If you have a task now, you can hold on if you do it again."

She looked at him, but she didn't go any further.

The car was slacking off in the darkness, and after about half a time, we arrived at the villa where Zhou Yunchen lived.

"Here." Chen Ming's voice was a little hoarse.

Song Jiaren turned her head, "I don't have shoes."

At this time, the car was outside the villa. When the guard came over and saw that it was his car, he immediately opened the door. Chen Ming's car slowly drove in.

The villa is still brightly lit.

Zhou Yunchen was sitting on the sofa, obviously waiting for the girl to go home.

Chen Ming untied his seat belt and looked at her: "I'll go get your shoes for you."

Originally, she could have been carried to her, but Zhou Yunchen dared not.

Until now, there is still a beautiful touch in his palm, which makes people miss it very much.

Zhou Yunchen flipped a book in his hand and raised his head, "Chen Ming, why did you send the beauty back?"

Chen Ming nodded: "Yes, her shoes fell off, I'll help her get the shoes."

Zhou Yunchen smiled, "I'm having a quarrel again."

He looked outside and said, "Why, are you getting together again?"

Chen Ming's face was a little red, "No, I happened to see it in the shooting range, she didn't drive."

'No need to explain.' Zhou Yunchen got up and took a pair of slippers and gave them to Chen Ming: "Take it to her. I won't participate in your affairs. I'll do it all the way. I'll be 60 years old."

Chen Ming's lips moved: "It's really nothing."

He thought about it and said, "It's impossible for her and I to go on a blind date next week."

There was more or less helplessness in his tone.

Chen's mother urged her to be fierce, and he was forced to...

Chen Mingwan, Zhou Yunchen's eyes fell behind him and smiled faintly.

Chen Ming was stunned for a moment, turned around and saw Song Jiaren standing silently behind him, with a slight cold face, obviously hearing what he said.

He thought that she probably looked down on him and an ordinary person like him because she was the most old to go on blind dates.

However, he is a pragmatic and ordinary person. He is neither a star nor a playboy. Marrying a wife is a normal life for ordinary people.

Zhou Yunchen looked at their eyes back and forth, smiled softly, stretched: "Okay, you have something to say, I'll go upstairs to sleep first."

He took a few steps and suddenly turned around again: 'By the way, Chen Ming, don't stay overnight. You haven't drunk now.'

These words made the two of them feel very uncomfortable, especially Chen Ming was there to grab his hair: "No, I'll leave in a while."

Zhou Yunchen smiled and went upstairs.

Fool, if I were me, I would never leave.

In another night, I will feel soft.
Chapter completed!