Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

Lin Weiwei squeezed out a smile, turned his head away, put his hand on Ji Mingyou's shoulder, and was about to run away.

"It's not that you have something to talk about?" Ji Mingyou glanced at his shoulder lightly, his eyes were sharp, and he pressed on every step, not giving her a chance to breathe.

Lin Weiwei looked directly at him. In the small space, his breathing was extremely rapid, and the breaths of the two were intertwined.

Dazedness flashed across her eyes, and she felt a little strange in her heart. She clearly knew that there was no way out, but she couldn't help leaning back, her hands resting on the wall uneasily.

Ji Mingyou frowned slightly, puzzled by Lin Weiwei's vigilance, leaned sideways, and raised her chin: "Do you have something on your mind, don't hide it from me."

He had only been alone for a while before Lin Weiwei changed his attitude.

Lin Weiwei raised his eyes, and the dark eyes flashed with light. Suspicion welled up in his heart, and he said angrily, "I just want to make things clear. You can't keep everything in your heart."

Ji Mingyou was startled, his face was stern, the matter of the man in black flashed through his mind, and he asked uncertainly: "Are you trying to tell the cause of the fire?"

After hearing this, Lin Weiwei slowly retracted his hand holding the wall, exhaled heavily like angry flames, and said dissatisfiedly: "Of course."

"It seems that you know." Ji Mingyou rubbed his chin, worry flashed across his eyes, thinking about whether to let someone protect Lin Weiwei.

And this scene fell in Lin Weiwei's eyes, that is, he was exposed and anxious.

Lin Weiwei's eyes glared, and the grievance spread from his chest, but Ji Mingyou didn't know it.

She has always been straight-hearted, thinking that if she has any doubts, she can speak out in person, but now her heart is in a mess.

Ji Mingyou thought about it, and decided to ask Lin Weiwei's opinion first. When he looked up, he saw her glaring and gnashing her teeth, like an annoyed cat owner.

Before he could speak, Lin Weiwei grabbed his arm, kicked Ji Mingyou's leg, and attacked him with all his strength.

Ji Mingyou reacted quickly, managed to break free with his strength, and bumped into the metal cabinet, making a "bang-dang" collision sound.

There was pain in Ji Mingyou's back, and the cloth rubbed against the wound, and he couldn't help grunting, frowning tightly between his brows.

Lin Weiwei rubbed his palms angrily, raised his chin, and said angrily: "You still stop me if you haven't spoken out yet."

"I've decided, let's make things clear and talk about it."

"Didn't you know? I didn't say anything about the man in black because I was worried that you would be afraid." Ji Mingyou raised his neck in pain, his back was hot, and he said through gritted teeth.

"The man in black, what nonsense are you talking about?" Lin Weiwei froze, his eyes widened in astonishment, and he walked forward quickly, wanting to understand clearly.

Ji Mingyou closed his eyes, and his Adam's apple moved slightly. The wound had lasted for ten days. He felt that it was troublesome, so he removed the gauze, and he used his strength to make desserts.

There was a thin layer of sweat on his body, which was tightly stuck to the wound, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Lin Weiwei bit his finger, looked at the rolling Adam's apple, felt inexplicably sexy, and sensed his discomfort, asked anxiously, "Ji Mingyou, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Mingyou remained silent, took a deep breath, walked to the side cabin, unbuttoned his shirt, and took off his shirt.

Lin Weiwei naturally followed in, his eyes widened when he saw it, and he shouted in surprise: "What are you going to do, take off your clothes at every turn, are you a pervert?"

Ji Mingyou's face was gloomy, the corners of his mouth twitched, he picked up the long-sleeved shirt from the side, and said coldly: "This is my alone room, and you came here with me."

"Also, either close your eyes, or go out."

Ji Mingyou snorted coldly, put on his shirt, was confused by Lin Weiwei, and even touched the wound.

Lin Weiwei blushed, and muttered shyly, "I thought you had something to tell me, and it's the first time we've met you without sleeping."

"What?" Ji Mingyou raised his head, raised his eyebrows in displeasure, and said coldly.

Lin Weiwei was about to leave when he saw the red wound on his shoulder and covered his mouth: "Your wound hasn't healed yet, you must have touched it."

Ji Mingyou tidied up his cuffs, and said expressionlessly: "I was pushed onto the cabinet before I bumped into it."

Ji Mingyou deliberately dragged out a long voice, which tortured Lin Weiwei's guilty heart repeatedly.

Lin Weiwei smiled in embarrassment, buttoned the protruding decorations on the wall, and said reluctantly: "It's my fault, but you always keep things in your heart and don't tell them."

Ji Mingyou frowned, very puzzled by this, and said in a deep voice: "I have already explained, how much do you know about the man in black?"

"The man in black, what are you talking about?" Lin Weiwei was confused and scratched his head, his eyes were clear and full of doubts.

"So you don't know, so I'll tell you." Ji Mingyou sighed with surprise in his eyes, seeing that he had already said it, he said bluntly, "The fire in the store was deliberately set on fire, and a man in black appeared that day and poured gasoline behind the store. "

He crossed his hands, put them on his lap, and calmly told a deliberate hurtful thing.

Lin Weiwei frowned, his almond eyes widened, full of disbelief, waved his hands, and said anxiously: "Why, for whom? This kind of thing happened to me again, but I don't know at all."

Lin Weiwei's mind was confused, and he subconsciously chose criminal candidates, but it was just a blank.

"I have already sent someone to investigate, but the man in black is clean and neat, and may even be a repeat offender."

Lin Weiwei felt his head swell, walked up to Ji Mingyou and sat down, and said uncertainly: "Could it be that the prisoner wants to take revenge on the society and vent his emotions?"

Before the major event of life-threatening, the misunderstanding between the two had long been put aside.

Lin Weiwei clenched his little hands tightly, raised his eyes, and looked at it apologetically, no wonder Ji Mingyou didn't say a word.

Ji Mingyou pursed his lips tightly, touched her head, and said softly, "It might be because of me. The store has increased surveillance and the case is still under investigation. You don't have to panic."

With firm eyes, Ji Mingyou moved his hand down, touched Lin Weiwei's shoulder lightly, and was about to retract it.

Lin Weiwei grabbed his hand, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he said seriously, "I'm not afraid. I came to the store to protect you. If this mysterious man in black dares to come out, I will fight with him." One-on-one, give him some color."

Lin Weiwei pursed her lips tightly, with anger in her eyes, and viciously accused the man in black, wishing to find him out immediately: "The man in black may be hiding in a mouse hole, I hate this kind of guy who loves yin most gone."

With a smile in his eyes, Ji Mingyou held back his smile, nodded in agreement with a pretended seriousness, and said gently: "You don't need to be tense, people in black don't have the guts to come here these days, just be normal."

"That can't be done. You have to be prepared at all times. If you hurt me so badly, you must be caught and repaired severely." Lin Weiwei let go of his hand, waved his fist in the air angrily, and gritted his teeth.

Ji Mingyou couldn't hold it back any longer, he burst out laughing "puchi", the corners of his eyes were flushed, his thin lips parted slightly, and he remedied: "I can even imagine your majestic appearance, the people who offend you must be very angry. awful."