Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"Also." The dean's mother finally let her go.

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Driving back, Nancheng has a lot of houses, many of which are rented out, and the family doesn’t want to go back to live. It’s most convenient to stay in a hotel after much deliberation.

The best hotel here is Bihai Chaosheng.

That is to say, I can’t apply, otherwise a 7-star will definitely not be able to run. It is very expensive to live for one night, almost catching up with the Bulgari Hotel in Shanghai Stock Exchange. If you just stay for one night, you can get a bottom line of 100,000.

Ruan Xihe is not talking about luxury, but that Bihai Chaosheng holds stocks and is still a major shareholder.

Let Si Si use her card number to book a room at Bi Hai Chaosheng. She pointed the steering wheel with her fingertips. She couldn't drive too fast in the city, so she walked slowly.

While turning and waiting for the traffic lights, he was rear-ended by a car.

Ruan Xihe also trembled slightly while sitting in the car. Through the rearview mirror, he saw that it was a Maserati with a pink car that hit her.

She frowned and got out of the car.

This car is the first car that Ruan Xihe bought. It has a different meaning, or is it the first accident.

The back **** was bumped into a little bit, and a bit of paint was wiped off.

The owner of Maserati is a little girl, she may be frightened, she has been sitting in the car crying and crying, not knowing if she is calling her boyfriend or husband.

She was in a trance for a moment, and she had seen such a joke when she was watching a small video.

The meeting was just viewed as a plot, and I didn't expect it to happen to me one day.

But the car behind it rear-ends, the little girl should take full responsibility.

I just don't know if this girl will summon a idiot who doesn't understand the law, and is forced to reason with her.

Ruan Xihe was afraid that he would be tempted to go to the trunk and grab a stick if he was blindfolded like the one in the small video.

"Hehe, don't be afraid, I'll be with you." 044 talked to Ruan Xihe in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"It's nice to be wanton." She said this from the bottom of her heart.

"I've already called the police to you. It doesn't matter whether she will come or not, she will take full responsibility."

044 has been arranged.

"Well, my wanton is awesome."

Soon a car really came over there, Yo, Lamborghini, Daniel.

Ruan Xihe lowered his head and leaned on the car body, making it hard to understand.

Lamborghini stepped up and down to a man, very tall and handsome, with excellent temperament, the night fell on him, the satin-faced black shirt was faintly shining, and there were two buttons on it, romantic and gentle.

He walked to the pink Maserati.

The little girl in the car got out of the car and jumped into his arms, crying.

Fan Qingtong looked faintly impatient, but he hid it well and patted the little girl's back lightly.

"It's okay, am I here."

His voice is so nice, it makes people's legs soft when one mouth is pressed, and what he says is also heart-warming.

"Brother, someone crashed a car. Will that sister hold me accountable? I didn't mean to." The little girl said loudly.

"Don't worry, I'll solve it." Fan Qingtong squeezed her face before walking towards the big G.

The footsteps are very calm and steady.

"It's public or private." Fan Qingtong's tone was flat, lazy and indifferent.

He lit a cigarette, with no expression on his face, only a little bit of irritability between his eyebrows, usually in order to protect his throat, he smokes less, but it is not non-smoking, at this moment, the scarlet cigarette butts are shining brightly at the fingertips.