Quick Wear: The fishing beauty makes the villain obsessed

Luo Yi didn't expect that Zhong Jiaming would think of her before leaving.

She was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Zhong Jiaming and said softly, "I didn't participate in the fight. When daybreak comes, the police will naturally release me."

"That means no one is bailing him out?" Zhong Jiaming understood instantly, then glanced at Sun Zixiao who was standing next to Luo Yi, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you with me."

"No..." Luo Yi was about to refuse.

But at this time, the young man who was called the prince by Zhong Jiaming had already growled impatiently, "Zhong Jiaming, Yinmei, let's go." (What are you talking about? Let's go)

Hearing the prince's urging, Zhong Jiaming did not dare to delay any longer. He reached out, grabbed Luo Yi's arm and dragged her out.

Sun Zixiao watched Luo Yi being dragged out of the police station by Zhong Jiaming. He subconsciously clenched his fists and a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes.

Zhong Jiaming, who was dragging Luo Yi away, quickly walked to the side of the prince and continued to flatter him: "Prince, it's okay for you to save me, it's okay for you to save both of us, isn't it?"

The prince was still in a bad mood after waking up. He just glanced at Luo Yi who was walking beside Zhong Jiaming with his head down the whole time, and said sarcastically: "Zhong Jiaming, you are looking for your own kind."

A pink head and a rainbow head, if they are not the same, what are they?

"Yes, yes, he is my friend." Zhong Jiaming nodded with a smile.

The prince was too lazy to pay any more attention to Zhong Jiaming. He turned around and said a few words to the lawyer who was following behind him and was dressed in elite attire.

The lawyer immediately turned around and went to see the police again.

Soon, the British police released Zhong Jiaming and Luo Yi together.

As the few people walked out of the police station, they came towards an old man who was short and thin, wearing a fine suit and dressed meticulously even late at night.

"Master Zhong, are you alright?"

"Uncle Sen, I'm fine!"

"That's good, let's go home together." (That's good, let's go home together.)

"Okay, okay." Zhong Jiaming nodded, and then he thought of Luo Yi beside him. He immediately turned to look at Luo Yi and asked, "Where is your home? We'll take you there."

"No need, I'll take a taxi back by myself." Luo Yi looked up at Zhong Jiaming.

To be honest, she had only met this person a few times and was not familiar with him at all.

But this man was a little too nice to her.

Tonight, I saw her being humiliated by Sun Zixiao, so I helped her fight.

Now I am helping her pay the bail and sending her home.

Luo Yi rarely receives so much kindness from someone, which makes her feel a little bit favorable towards Zhong Jiaming.

"How can that be possible? How dangerous would it be for a girl like you to take a taxi in the middle of the night?" Zhong Jiaming said with a frown.

Standing outside the police station, the biting cold wind blew on his body, blowing away the drowsiness that had been lingering around the prince, and his bad mood after waking up was finally much less severe.

Seeing that Zhong Jiaming had been talking to Luo Yi, the prince's attention also fell on Luo Yi.

When his mind was in a fuss just now, he only thought that the voice of the girl who was talking to Zhong Jiaming was quite nice, soft, tender and delicate.

When he looked at Luo Yi at this moment, what he saw was a face that looked like a palette.

Moreover, her makeup was smudged, and there were two dark tear marks under her eyes.

Combined with the dim lights outside the police station, at first glance, it looks like something that everyone hates and ghosts fear.

Because he already has Zhong Jiaming, who loves fashion and has a weird aesthetic, by his side, the prince is quite tolerant of those who have unusual dressing habits.

"Young Master." Uncle Sen walked to the rear door of the extended version of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, opened the door and let the prince get in.

Luo Yi noticed that Uncle Sen was wearing a pair of white gloves.

The prince said nothing, but strode forward, bent down, and got into the car.

Zhong Jiaming didn't care whether Luo Yi was willing or not, he pulled her and followed her into the car.

This was the first time that Roy sat in the extended version of the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

As soon as she got on the bus, she saw the starry sky and the huge screen of blue sky and white clouds above her head.

Luo Yi didn't dare to look around, he sat quietly in the chair with his eyes lowered.

"You haven't told me where you live yet?" Zhong Jiaming asked Luo Yi.

Now that people are here, it would be unreasonable to be pretentious at this time.

So, Luo Yi could only give an address.

Zhong Jiaming immediately moved to the partition between the car and the driver's cab and reported the address to Uncle Sen who was sitting in the front passenger seat.

While Zhong Jiaming was talking to Uncle Sen, Luo Yi felt a burning gaze falling on her.

Luo Yi knew that her face must be disgraceful now, but she didn't care much. It was just that the skirt she wore today was a little too short.

It's fine when I'm standing, but once I sit down it's a bit...

Just when Luo Yi was feeling uncomfortable and trying to pull down the hem of her skirt, a blanket was suddenly thrown at her from the side.

Luo Yi was startled and looked up at the prince, only to find that the prince had already looked away to look out the window.

"Thank you." Luo Yi whispered thank you and immediately spread out the blanket to wrap around his lower body.

After Zhong Jiaming finished talking to Uncle Sen, he returned to Luo Yi and asked, "Are you thirsty? There is water here."

"Not thirsty." Being in the same space with two older boys, even though these two boys seemed to be decent people, Luo Yi still felt nervous and uneasy, and she just wanted to get off the bus as soon as possible.

"Are you nervous? Don't be afraid. The prince and I are not bad people." Zhong Jiaming seemed to have noticed Luo Yi's nervousness. He endured the swelling and pain on his face and said.

"Well, I know you are all good people." Luo Yi nodded in response.

"Actually, I've seen you before, but you definitely didn't notice me. You only had Yan Anxun in your eyes at that time." Although Luo Yi said she was not thirsty, Zhong Jiaming still opened the refrigerator door, took out a bottle of water and stuffed it into Luo Yi's hand.

SALVE mineral water, like Yan Anxun, is a rich second-generation who grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth, and drinking water is a luxury.

Luo Yi glanced at the bottle of mineral water in his hand and sighed in his heart.

"You're so boring. You don't even talk to me." Seeing that Luo Yi didn't talk to him, Zhong Jiaming couldn't help but complain out loud.

"I've seen you before too." Luo Yi had to speak up, "It's just that I'm not familiar with you. I don't even know your name."

"That's great. Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhong Jiaming." After Zhong Jiaming finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed at the prince who had been sitting silently at the side. He had almost no sense of existence, but he could not be ignored. He said, "His name is Li Chengting, my cousin."

Luo Yi followed Zhong Jiaming's finger and looked at the prince again, only to find that the prince was also looking at him.

The moment their eyes met, Luo Yi smiled and nodded towards Li Chengting, and said softly: "Hello, Mr. Li."

Hearing how Luo Yi addressed Li Chengting, Zhong Jiaming couldn't help but burst out laughing.

But soon, he gasped in pain because his facial expression was too extreme.

Luo Yi was puzzled by Zhong Jiaming's reaction. She didn't know if she had said something wrong.

It was not until Zhong Jiaming endured the pain on his face that he explained the doubts to Luo Yi.

"Mr. Li, hahahaha, Prince, she calls you so old, I thought she was calling you daddy!" Zhong Jiaming said with a smile: "Why don't you call him Prince, or Mr. Li, anyway, calling him Mr. is really weird."