Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan's eyes widened, and he avoided the electric shock, frowning: "Regulations, what are you doing?"

The regulations pulled Song Qinghuan's face and said in a dumb voice: "I didn't do anything, Huanhuan, don't hide first... I just want to kiss you."

"No, you let me go..." Song Qinghuan was a little angry at this time and began to push him.

But the charter was unwilling to let go. Although she knew that Song Qinghuan was not trying to refuse, she might be very angry if she forced her to kiss her.

But he still kissed the past...

Song Qinghuan raised his hand, pressed his palm to his face, and pushed away from him: "Regulations, no matter how you play a hooligan, no friends will do it."

There was a hint of shame in his voice, and he was very angry and resisted.

The charter's face rolled over pale, and his heart suffocated.

After the pain, he suddenly laughed: "Can't you just play around? Song Qinghuan, even if you are a friend, you can kiss your face without kissing your mouth. Are you so stingy?"

At this time, there was a different mindset for the charter.

With a fluke, he thought that he wanted to tease Song Qinghuan. As long as Song Qinghuan didn't refuse, maybe she would go to France with him.

Thinking like this, he leaned over again, didn't really want to kiss this time, just wanted to scare Song Qinghuan.

If Song Qinghuan doesn't refuse, of course he will really kiss it.

"Yes, I'm stingy," Song Qinghuan used both hands to resist the constitution's face, and said coldly: "The constitution, will I be really angry anymore?"

"Huan..."

Before the sound of the regulations came out, a loud "pop" suddenly rang in my ears.

Song Qinghuan and the regulations in the car were shocked.

For an instant, they hadn't reacted yet, where did the voice come from.

When he turned his head, he discovered that the driver's seat glass of his car had been smashed by someone, and there was still a person standing outside.

The first reaction of the regulations was that they were robbed.

It's still early days. Although it's remote, it's still in the city. Whoever dares to commit crimes here really doesn't want to live.

The regulations are not scared, thinking about the big deal, the people outside may not necessarily be his opponents.

But he knew that Song Qinghuan would be scared, so he quickly raised his hands: "If there is anything to say, it is nothing more than money, you want more..."

The words were still silent, the people outside had reached out to open the door the first time he turned his head.

Then he pulled the regulations out of the car and fell heavily to the ground.

Song Qinghuan let out a startled scream, and instinctively yelled out: "Come on, help!"

When she yelled, she was still in the car panicking and wanted to call the police.

As a result, the phone was not connected yet, and another car door was opened. She looked up at a familiar face. He smiled at her, then took out a spray and sprayed it at Song Qinghuan in the car. .

Song Qinghuan closed her eyes and fell asleep.

In the first time, he got up from the ground. He wanted to protect Song Qinghuan, but he didn't want to be kicked and fell to the ground again.

Spit blood at the mouth.

He can be sure that these two men are not ordinary people, they are definitely Lianjiazi.

The regulations wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly said: "You can give you money if you want. You can do as much as you want, don't hurt her."

The man directly used his leg and kicked him in the back of the neck with precise force, and the regulations passed out.