"Tianmo...... Not...... Tianmo is Ling Fei's husband, uh...... I like Tianmo, Tianmo likes me or not! Tianmo likes me, or Ling Fei! ”

Ling Fei's mouth bit from Song Tianmo's neck to Jun's face, and she was still smiling and talking nonsense, as if she felt that there was a seat in the middle, which made her very uncomfortable, she got up half-straight, and was about to climb from the back to the front.

"Hey, be careful, don't! Don't move, watch out for you! Song Tianmo's head was full of black lines, and his neck was tightened by Ling Fei, and Ling Fei didn't let go of his neck when he climbed from behind to front.

This bit of her strength is nothing to Song Tianmo, she is afraid that Ling Fei will fall down in a daze and bump into it.

"Fei Fei let go, let me drive well, let's go home if you have something to say, okay?" Song Tianmo coaxed softly, and gently pulled away her hand around his neck.

and he pushed her with his hand.

Trying to stuff her back in the back seat.

Ling Fei snapped, pushed his hand away, and his body pounced up from behind, his face was full of coquettishness, and with a rare willfulness: "Don't, say it now, say it...... Who do you like? Song Tianmo, you ...... Who do you like? ”

"Little vixen, who can I like?" Song Tianmo pinched her red face with his hand.

"Yike...... You, vixen...... You're ...... Uh, love vixens! Whining...... Don't like vixens! Don't...... Don't like vixens! Ling Fei, who was so drunk that she couldn't distinguish between east and west, north and south, was angry, grabbed Song Tianmo's hand and bit her hand to help her.

"Phew!"

Ling Fei showed no mercy in this bite, biting Song Tianmo out in pain, looking at Ling Fei a little speechlessly, and reaching over with his other hand and pinching her chin, finally let Ling Fei relax.

"Woo, Song Tianmo...... Bastard...... You're actually going...... Uh, love vixens! ”

Song Tianmo's hand pinched her chin, and she never let go, and her words were a little unclear, but Song Tianmo still understood what she meant very easily.

I know that if I don't calm her down tonight, I won't be able to drive properly at all.

Song Tianmo squinted slightly and looked at Ling Fei: "Sit down, if you don't sit down well, I really like the fox spirit, I don't like you anymore!" ”

"Uh......h Woo......" Ling Fei's apricot eyes widened, her red lips bitten, and just when Song Tianmo thought she was about to pounce again, Ling Fei's body suddenly fell backwards without warning, lying on the chair and sobbing sadly.

Song Tianmo wiped his face vigorously.

In the light of the street lamp, he saw the wound at the tiger's mouth, a circle of tooth marks neatly and neatly, a little deep, not three or five days, don't want to disappear.

At this time, Cayenne was stopped at an intersection, Song Tianmo was not in a hurry to appease Ling Fei, held the steering wheel and spent two minutes driving the car to the side of the road, parked it, opened the door of the cab and walked out.

"Feifei, stop crying!" Entering the back seat, Song Tianmo scooped the person into his arms, whispered and coaxed, his face was full of gentleness, if this look was seen by the people of Song's company, he didn't know how many jaws would fall.

"Uh......h Song Tian...... Ink, Fox...... Belch...... Essence! Ling Fei's eyes were full of resentment, he muttered with a flat mouth, glanced up at Song Tianmo, and then shrugged his shoulders and fell back to his chest.

"Song Tianmo is not a fox spirit, Ling Fei is a fox spirit!" Song Tianmo couldn't help but smile: "So, don't cry, isn't the fox spirit that Song Tianmo likes Ling Fei?" ”

"Like Ling Fei?" People who are obviously not lightly drunk have begun to talk nonsense, but their ears are sharp: "Really...... Yes! ”