She made Tang Cheng smile with two body language that was obviously so obvious that she was almost unconcealed. "I really don't go? I think you are in a hurry to use your phone."

He smiled and said slowly, "Someone wants to contact me, boyfriend?"

His voice became lighter and lighter.

And what he said was obviously beyond the scope of a normal stranger.

Meng Yingning frowned and subconsciously glanced inside. It had been a long time since he came out to borrow his phone, but Chen Xiang still had no sound.

Tang Cheng always observed every reaction and movement of her: "Is that tattoo artist your friend?"

No matter how unprepared you, you can feel something is wrong at this time.

Meng Yingning's back felt cold and his eyes suddenly retracted. The man almost jumped back for a long time, distanced himself from him, and looked at him vigilantly: "Who are you?"

Tang Cheng didn't answer and said with interest: "I just looked at me for so long, how do you think I am comparing with Chen Wang?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Yingning had already run away. She spent 0:1 second to worry about whether to run to the door or look at Chen Xiang, but she rushed into the inner room and pushed open the door with Chen Xiang's name.

The metal door handle hit the wall, and with a bang, she saw the girl lying quietly on the table, her long hair hanging down and her eyelashes hanging down, as if she was asleep.

Meng Yingning's back was soaked with cold sweat. As soon as she stepped out, the slight sound of a wheelchair pressing against the ground sounded.

She turned around, pinched her index finger hard with her thumb and pursed her lips: "What's wrong with her?"

Tang Cheng thought for a while and said, "If you go with me to repair your phone, she will have nothing to do. She will wake up tomorrow after a sleep."

Meng Yingning didn't know why he even laughed, and even told him a cold joke: "Do you want to help me repair my phone or repair me?"

Tang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly started laughing, his waist bent: "I don't know you, why are you doing repairs?"

"Don't you know Chen Wang?" Meng Yingning said.

She clearly felt that her voice was shaking when she said this, and her legs were weak. She had never encountered any situation that made her feel very strange, but she was not completely confused. Perhaps because the person in front of her was in a wheelchair and had not shown too much aggression until now.

The phone is broken and cannot call the police.

Meng Yingning was thinking about the possibility that she could run out of him. Although there were differences in various aspects between men and women, he seemed to be not that convenient to move after all.

She was thinking, when she vaguely heard a ringtone outside, someone came in and walked over.

The man was tall, with a buzz cut, and there was no expression on his face. He didn't even look at her. He bent down on the wheelchair with one hand and whispered a few words.

"Well, let's go." The man in the wheelchair responded without looking back.

The two of them looked like they were together. In an instant, Meng Yingning had no idea. Even if she had just run to the door, she couldn't escape.

She bit her lips tightly, leaned back without moving, and leaned back against the table where Chen Ying lay down to stand firmly.

She held the table tightly, tried her best to make herself look less panicked, and looked at him coldly: "What the hell do you want to do?"

The man did not rush to ease her discussion: "I broke your phone, so I plan to take you to repair it now."

"If you follow me obediently, I won't touch your friend. If I feel good, I may even send you home. Look, how nice I am to you, after all, I like you very much."

His voice was soft, even with a little pleasant smile.

Meng Yingning's scalp was numb when he heard it.

He paused, the smile on his face suddenly sagged, the corners of his lips drooped, and said lightly: "If you don't know the appearance and don't want to practice, just wait for Chen Wang to come back in two hours to collect the corpses for you both."

The author has something to say: Brother Cheng: Am I the second male lead?

Chen Wang: No, I am the second male lead.
Chapter completed!