Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

Yin Guo also tugged at the hem of her clothes from below: "Mom, mom..."

The other party is obviously the one who suffered the smashed car window that day. What kind of look does mom look like!

I must have admitted the wrong person again...

Ling Shaomo's lips twitched again and again. This arrogant little woman didn't even recognize him! [

If he hadn't always been narcissistic and confident about his appearance, he would almost think he had a cockroach face. [Source of this book www.

Little Qiangzi! Return to Little Huzi!

Other women will act like nymphos and surround him whenever they see him.

Unexpectedly, this woman didn’t even recognize him when she smashed his car window, but now she doesn’t even recognize him!

It’s only been a few days, this woman must be too forgetful!

It was a waste of time that he had been looking for her for so long!

This really hurt his pride as a man.

The consequences are more serious than smashing his glass and slapping money in his face!

Ling Shaomo was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

He took a step forward, his tall figure almost completely covering Yin Yanyan, and his handsome face was so cold that ice foam could almost be scraped off: "Yin Yanyan, you really don't recognize me?!"

His aura is astonishing, and ordinary people who are frightened by his condescending aura will most likely become flustered.

But Yin Yanyan didn't. She regarded his powerful aura as nothing.

He just raised his eyebrows slightly: "Aren't you Xiao Qiangzi? Then - are you Xiao Guang? Or Xiao Yang?"

The corners of Ling Shaomo's mouth twitched even more fiercely.

What about Xiaoguang and Xiaoyang? Does he look so popular?!

Yin Guo almost had a headache.

He wanted to remind his mother of this person's identity, but as if he thought of something, he closed his mouth again and stood aside to watch the show...

"Yin Yanyan, at the crossroads twenty days ago..."

Ling Shaomo finally couldn't stand her random guesses and started to remind her.[

Yin Yanyan looked confused.

She's been messing around lately. Who could have the patience to remember who she met twenty days ago? It's not like she's just eating and having nothing to do!

Seeing that Yin Yanyan still looked like he couldn't remember, Ling Shaomo finally got mad: "Twenty days ago at the intersection, I hit your car, you smashed the glass of my car, and threw a wad of money on me.

, Yin Yanyan, you won’t forget so quickly, will you?!”

Yin Yanyan's heart skipped a beat!

Although she had no impression of Ling Shaomo, she was still quite impressed by that incident. It turned out that the suffering master came to the door...

This guy was a man of five and six, and he was a rich young man. He didn't expect that he had such a small nose and small eyes. Didn't she just smash a piece of glass on him? As for what he remembers now? She even blocked the door...

No, she must not admit this!

His piece of glass is more valuable than her Alto. If he admits it, he will be in big trouble!

What's more, he was the one who hit her first because he was too arrogant, so there is no need for her to feel guilty for not admitting it...

She blinked and looked at Ling Shaomo innocently: "I'm sorry, I don't know what you are talking about. Did you admit the wrong person?"

Ling Shaomo: "..."

He narrowed his eyes: "Don't you dare admit it?"

He glanced at her little Alto.

The repair of that car was not very good. If you look closely, you can see that the color of the paint on the dented area does not match the surrounding area...

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