Chapter 177 Send Her Home
There was a soft touch around his waist, and Charlee Ford's hand pulled William Bryan's white shirt around his waist and moved two steps closer to him.
William Bryan's body suddenly stiffened.
He breathed quietly, trying to break his hand around his waist, but he didn't want Charlee Ford to think he was going to push himself away and pull it tighter.
"Just for a moment, don't push me away." Charlee Ford's voice sounded pitiful.
William Bryan sighed and finally compromised: "You..."
He just opened his mouth and said a word when suddenly there was a "thud" in a corner of the underground garage!
"Ah--"
Charlee Ford exclaimed and threw himself at William Bryan.
She was already petite, and she threw herself on William Bryan, hanging on him like a koala. Her soft arms clung to his neck and tried to drill into his arms.
A familiar fragrance came to my nose again.
The last time William Bryan danced with her, he smelled such a fragrance, which was very sweet and mixed with a faint creamy fragrance.
William Bryan Silence said to Silence: "… come down."
Charlee Ford held him between his legs and hung on him. He was very stubborn and willful: "I don't want it, I am afraid."
William Bryan turned on the light function of the mobile phone, glanced at the corner where the sound had just been made, and found that it was just a bumper that had fallen off.
"Nobody." He said faintly.
Charlee Ford's arms around him were not great, but she could not bear the constant friction of her soft body against him. At this moment, if he hadn't been well determined, the woman would have lost her chastity.
"It's too dark. Let me hold it for a while." Charlee Ford begged.
William Bryan was silent for a moment and suddenly asked, "What perfume are you wearing?"
Charlee Ford: "Hmm?" She raised her arm and sniffed, looking stupid. "I didn't use perfume."
No? But why is it so fragrant? And he didn't hate this fragrance at all. You know, Lydia Collins sprayed perfume three meters away from him before, and he would frown.
"Mr. Mu, have you ever heard such a sentence?" With a sudden sly smile, Charlee Ford looked up face to face with him, her eyes round and dark in the darkness, like beautiful Ivan stones.
William Bryan hesitated for a moment. "What?"
Charlee Ford continued to laugh, as if cheating cats: "Two people who like each other will smell different smells on each other. Scientific explanation is that this is called hormones."
William Bryan: "…"
God damn hormones, do hormones have taste? Besides, doesn't this woman have a fiance? What is she now?
He tugged at the corners of his mouth, and a trace of mockery crossed his eyes. "Is Miss Cindy like this to every man?"
Charlee Ford stunned: "What do you mean, I'm not just a woman?"
"Oh." William Bryan gave a meaningful thoughtful voice and suddenly reached out and put his arm around her waist.
She is still hanging on him, and he can touch her slender and soft waist as soon as he raises his hand.
Charlee Ford: "…"
Well, in this situation, I seem to be a little casual.
It didn't take long for Fred to arrive at the scene with the reconnaissance team. He saw Bai Muyan and Charlee Ford from a distance, and his tall and straight posture gave him a slight meal.
"Why are you again?" Fred came over, glanced at the body on the ground and frowned quietly. "It's only been a few days, and you have reported the case for the second time."
Charlee Ford is still hanging on William Bryan. When he heard it, he pouted and said, "There are always unruly people who want to harm me. Why don't you say that I have only returned to China for a few days? This is the second time that I have been attacked. Captain Lu, public security still needs to be strictly grasped."
Fred noticed the strange posture of Charlee Ford and William Bryan.
He glanced up at the two men, and his eyes flashed a trace of shock. He stopped talking and said, "You two are... um..."
William Bryan pulled Charlee Ford off him with a blank face.
"Since Captain Lu is here, I will give it to you here. I still have to leave in advance." Say that finish and go outside the garage.
It stands to reason that William Bryan is not the victim of this incident and can leave.
But since he stayed here, Fred naturally had something to ask him: "Don't go yet, you are also a witness, and you have to go back to the investigation bureau with this Miss Cindy to make a record."
William Bryan took a step.
Charlee Ford smiled cunningly behind him.
Two people went back to the investigation bureau with Fred, and after finishing the transcript and information, it was already near eleven o'clock.
William Bryan's cell phone rang several ringtones. He glanced at it and raised his hand to cut it off.
Charlee Ford patted him on the shoulder from behind him, and he turned to her smiling eyes.
"Sorry, Mr. Mu, to make you toss with me so late."
"…"
How strange this sounds.
William Bryan crept his lips. "Just know, don't bother me next time."
Charlee Ford: "…"
Doesn't the man know how to write polite?
She flattened her mouth and looked very wronged.
William Bryan frowned. "What's the matter?"
Charlee Ford complained with grievance: "You think I am troublesome!"
William Bryan: "... not really."
Charlee Ford's eyes brightened and asked expectantly, "Do you mean I didn't bother you?"
William Bryan: "No." He brought it all on himself.
"In this case," Charlee Ford suddenly smiled: "Then please ask Mr. Mu to send me back. It is not safe for me to go back alone so late. Thank you!"
William Bryan: "…" I've never seen such a thick-skinned woman.
He pulled the car over, and Charlee Ford consciously sat in the co-pilot. After pulling on his seat belt, he found that something was wrong with William Bryan's expression.
"What's the matter?" She asked doubtfully.
"Nothing, address."
"Jing'an community." Charlee Ford gave the address.
William Bryan sped off without much communication with Charlee Ford on the way, and she seemed to have suffered a shock. She finally eased down at the moment and fell asleep in a moment.
The atmosphere in the car was quiet and peaceful, and there was a faint and even breathing sound beside it.
At another red light, William Bryan glanced at the woman around him and raised his hand to raise the air conditioner temperature in the car by two degrees.
She looked beautiful when she was asleep, and her white face glowed with soft light, which was completely different from the appearance of chirping when she was awake.
Jump to the green light.
William Bryan started the car. In the roar, Charlee Ford, who was quietly asleep, smashed his mouth and looked like a whisper: "Well... husband... why haven't you remembered me yet..."
Husband? William Bryan's hand was a meal, thinking of Charlee Ford's identity.
Yes, she is a regular fiancee. What is her inexplicable palpitation?