Bao'er bit his lip lightly, and suddenly reached out and patted Mad Lion on the shoulder. Mad Lion quickly twisted Bao'er's wrist, and Bao'er let out a scream.
It was their working time during the day, and they were very alert anytime and anywhere. He had forgotten that Bao'er was sitting in the back of the car, and thought someone was attacking her.
Quickly let go. If you exert any more force, her bones will be broken.
Baoer rubbed his red wrist, whining in pain, and then murmured: "I just want you to play some music, there is no need to kill people."
The mad lion said stiffly: "I'm sorry, Miss Ye never listens to music."
Regarding the thrilling encounter between Bao'er and Mad Lion just now, Mo Yanyi remained silent and his expression was as cold as ever, as if Bao'er's hand had been twisted and he didn't do anything to him.
Bao'er looked at him angrily. At this moment, he moved his eyes casually and looked at Bao'er. Faintly, Bao'er saw a hint of ridicule.
Could it be that the reckless bodyguard who just laughed at her could be patted on the shoulder casually?
"Would you like to listen to some music?" Baoer flicked his wrist.
Mo Yanyi turned his gaze to the outside of the car and remained silent. No one knew what he meant, and even the mad lion did not dare to make random guesses.
"Relax your nerves, okay?" Bao'er continued, "Look at Mad Lion, he is so nervous."
Mo Yanyi remained silent. The mad lion sitting in the front row quietly scratched his nose and sweated. He was alert, not nervous.
Baoer let out a sigh of relief and said somewhat boredly: "If you sit down like this, even sleepyheads will run away. Why don't we chat? I don't understand life very well, and I'm not very proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting... Let's talk about hobbies.
How about it?"
Mo Yanyi took a deep breath and frowned slightly.
I don't know if Baoer doesn't know how to read people's faces, or if he wants to challenge the patience of a gang leader, he continued: "Let me guess, if you don't like music, you probably don't like movies either.
You..." She peeked at the faintly bulging chest muscles under his shirt, pursed her lips and smiled, "You must like to practice boxing..."
I can't bear it anymore, there's no need to bear it anymore
Mo Yanyi suddenly turned his head, with a sharp look in his eyes and a cold tone: "Crazy lion, if this crow crows again, I will throw her out of the car."
Bao'er opened his eyes wide, shut up quickly, and pursed his lips into a tight line.