Chapter Twenty-Six: Please Spare Me
"Xiao Yu'er, was that my eldest brother or brother-in-law just now," Tong Shu just came back from Zhou Nanxiao's powerful aura and muttered.
"Obviously not, he looks like the young lady's boyfriend or suitor, but the boyfriend is unlikely, looking at the reaction of the young lady and the conversation between them, it should have only been known for a long time, you can still chase," Lin Jinyu said, he said very carefully that he could chase, not chase.
"Chase a ball, you don't look at my ex-girlfriend and those scandal hot searches," Tong Shu wanted to cry without tears.
"Okay," Lin Jinyu spread his hands helplessly, it was a pity that he couldn't watch him eat upside down.
"But even if you can't be a girlfriend, you can be a female friend, anyway, you just like that face," Lin Jinyu continued.
"Yes, little fish, you've become smarter," one second it was like a destroyed little flower, and the next second it shook its head like a sunflower, revealing its white little tiger teeth.
Outside the villa.
"Where do you want to go".
Wang Qing's hand pulling the car door froze at the handlebar, and his face was instantly pale with blood from running, as if he heard a voice from hell.
"Wang Qing, how dare you run," the other party's leather shoes stepped on the ground and stirred up a knocking sound, his face faded to the last flush, and his left hand couldn't help but tremble.
"Song, Song Ting, how could you, be here," Wang Qing turned around, trying to calm herself down, but she underestimated the fear of Song Ting in her heart.
"If I wasn't here, how would I see you, huh, strong woman? Bai Fumei? Song Ting approached step by step, Wang Qing quickly went to pull the car door and wanted to go in, but he grabbed the car door and pulled it outside.
Compared with a man like Song Ting, Wang Qing's strength was pitiful, and he was pulled by the car door and fell to the ground, and there was a huge pain in his knee.
Wang Qing frowned, and was thinking about it, when Song Ting grabbed his wrist and pulled him to his car.
Wang Qing shook his head vigorously and entangled with him, but Song Ting's strength was too great, and he was almost dragged to the car.
"Drive," Song Ting said to the driver, sitting next to her, with the door closed.
Wang Qing moved to the other side, and her whole body seemed to be sticking to the car door, almost two people away from Song Ting.
The more scared he was in his heart, the faster the danger came, and in a trance, the car door was opened: "Get out of the car," Song Ting said in a tone without any warmth.
"No, I'm not going," Wang Qing said subconsciously.
Song Ting didn't speak, and there was an angry expression on her cold face, and he grabbed her wrist rudely and went all the way in.
Wang Qing's wrist seemed to be crushed, and suddenly, she was thrown onto the bed, and the sudden impact made her head ring, and her head was very dizzy.
"Ah," Wang Qing cried out in pain, her chin was pinched by him, as if she was going to be crushed by him directly, and the physical pain made her cry.
Song Ting suddenly fell into her ear.
"Wang Qing, don't run, if I catch you, you will be very sad," he said, as if a ghost was about to appear.
Wang Qing didn't speak, because she couldn't speak at the moment, and because she knew that no matter what she said at the moment, Song Ting would not listen, he was such a cold-blooded and ruthless person, which made people avoid and fear.
"Why don't you speak, Wang Qing, I've seen you the most embarrassing look, I saved you, you should reciprocate," Song Ting turned his face sideways, his lips fell on her eyes, licking and holding her tears.
Wang Qing showed a wry smile, is it just to save it, it is just falling from one fire pit to another, as for the return, is it not enough for her.
"What kind of expression are you, you didn't laugh like that at the banquet just now, you would rather laugh at other men than smile at me, you are a bitch," Song Ting grabbed her two wrists and pressed them on top of her head, his expression was a little crazy.
As soon as Wang Qing's heart fell to the bottom, he said that she was a bitch......
Tears poured out like a flood in an instant, one after the other.
Song Ting was stunned by her reaction, let go of his hand, and saw that Wang Qing didn't make any movement after he let go of his hand, still lying lifeless and crying with the same action as before, and his heart seemed to be hammered in an instant.
"What do you want, what do you want me to do, how can you let me go," Wang Qing acted as before, her voice was hoarse, and there was an indescribable loneliness.
Song Ting's movements froze, what did he want her to do?
He didn't know, he just hated that she wanted to run outside all day long, and he hated the way she was coveted by those fat pigs and lingered among a large group of men, it was really disgusting.
"Song Ting, what do you want, you say, I can do it, I must do it desperately, I beg you, let me go," Wang Qing sat up from the bed like a mechanical movement, without any expression on her face, even her eyes were empty.
"I want you," Song Ting wanted to say these three words, but when they came to his lips, he said, "Where else do you want to go besides here."
Wang Qingru agreed with the expectation, but did not react, opened her mouth, wanted to say something, but did not say it after all.