Chapter Eighty-Seven: I Can Let You Go First
As he spoke, the little bastard was about to kiss Su Xiaoya's face, and at the same time reached out to pull the zipper of his jeans.
No, no!
Su Xiaoya's whole body stiffened, and the thought of trying to struggle instantly stimulated the greatest potential in his body.
Her hand snapped and struck the little bastard in the face with all her might.
"Haha. Little beauty, do you want to play with me or refuse? ”
This bit of strength is as light as a cotton flower for a little bastard. He smiled and didn't care, and with a "stabbing pull", he tore a large piece of Su Xiaoya's collar.
The beautiful scenery in the collar swallowed his saliva, his eyes greedy and excited.
"It's beautiful."
In the grass in the distance, Yuan Lan was half-squatting, taking the mobile phone in his hand to film this scene.
A smug smile appeared on his lips.
But just as the little bastard was about to press on Su Xiaoya's body, suddenly a slender man figure rushed behind him.
Yuan Lan was shocked, why is there a second person here?
She was a little frightened, and subconsciously hid lower in the grass.
With the hazy moonlight, Yuan Lan finally saw clearly.
It was a very handsome young man, with a gloomy face, and he punched the little bastard fiercely.
"Ahh The little bastard was beaten and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he turned around and shouted while covering his face with his hands.
"Do you want to fall in love with this little beauty too? It's okay, I can let you go first, bro! ”
The handsome man's face became even more gloomy.
A punch hit the thug again, and directly knocked the opponent away.
Yuan Lan couldn't help but shudder, and forgot to stop shooting with the mobile phone in his hand.
Subconsciously hide more hidden.
Su Xiaoya, who was lying on the ground, was now fully conscious, she looked up, and in the white moonlight, she saw a handsome and extraordinary man with a slender figure.
Those beautiful and clear eyes were as deep as ice, and their breath was clean and gentle.
But when he looked at her, his eyes immediately flashed with intense anxiety and worry.
Su Xiaoya's head thumped, as if he had been struck by a giant thunderbolt.
Some didn't believe their eyes, and asked tentatively.
"Senior Brother Shi Jing? Is that you? ”
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On the highway not far from the racetrack.
A grey Maybach was speeding away, followed by an equally arrogant grey Bugatti Veyron.
The atmosphere in Maybach was unusually quiet, and the air was so cold that it seemed to freeze.
The black-clothed bodyguard driving in front didn't dare to say a word, and his heart was nervous.
It's over, this Miss Su seems to have angered Mr. Qi, who has always been calm, again.
"Quick, go forward. Yes, it's about fifty meters away. ”
There is only a cute baby in the car, and it is not shrouded by the terrible aura of his own daddy.
The small body was almost attached to the front window, staring anxiously at the front, while looking down at his mobile phone positioning system from time to time.
Mommy's phone has been turned off, but he can quickly find her location through GPS location.
The little hand clenched into a fist, and Xiao Baobao was very anxious.
A gut instinct told him that something must have happened to Mommy.
"Mommy, if you hold on a little longer, Daddy and I will be able to find you soon."
He clasped his hands together and began to pray reverently.
The arrogant convoy approached the racecourse, and Mr. Qi, who was sitting in a dark corner, did not say a word.