Chapter 3 Looks like it's hard to mess with

A hint of surprise flashed across the man's face, and he frowned sideways to avoid her attack, and reached out and grabbed her arm.

Su Qiaoqiao subconsciously backhanded, wanting to give him an over-the-shoulder fall.

But she never thought that the other party was more agile than her!

Before she could start her movements, she was dragged aside by the other party - with a "bang", she grinned in pain!

His back hit the wall, his hands were imprisoned, and his petite body was pressed against the wall and couldn't move—

Damn, I actually missed!

Su Qiaoqiao gritted her silver teeth and glared at him angrily: "Bastard, let me go!" Bully me a weak woman, stinky and shameless! ”

"Weak woman? Heh......"

The man raised his eyebrows, looked her up and down, and sneered coldly.

"This little beauty," the man in the pink shirt got up from the ground in embarrassment, patted the dust on his body, and pointed at Su Qiaoqiao with an accusatory face: "Where did I offend you, you want to do this to me?" ”

"You cheat money and sex, and you want to cheat marriage!"

Su Qiaoqiao's feet fell into the air and were nailed to the wall. Even so, the momentum will never admit defeat!

When the man in the pink shirt approached, his long legs kicked his lower abdomen violently - "Pei Zeming, you are not a human when you step on a horse!" You're a beast! ”

Delicate and slender legs, but they were held by a slightly calloused hand......

The man who imprisoned her slowly approached, his tall body pressed against her, his ink-dyed eyes tightly grasped her face, and he said faintly again: "He is not Pei Zeming." ”

The tip of her nose was filled with a clear breath, and Su Qiaoqiao's heart jumped violently.

Mom, I can't be really mistaken, right?

What should I do? This guy looks so hard to mess with!

"Beauty, this is my ID card."

The man in the pink shirt dodged the kick, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and showed her his ID card: "Oh, my name is Xia Feiyang, not Pei Zeming." ”

Su Qiaoqiao glanced at it lightly.

The three words "Xia Feiyang" are very conspicuous, and the photo above is slightly green, but it is indeed the person in front of him.

She frowned, and for a moment there was nothing to say.

The atmosphere becomes delicate.

She looked at Xia Feiyang, and then at the man who was grabbing one of her legs, and whispered softly with her pink lips: "You let go, ......"

"Who are you? What is the purpose of approaching us? The man's cold eyes made Su Qiaoqiao's back chill!

Somehow my heart is a little empty......

She blinked her eyes and looked innocent, "I, what purpose can I have?" I just want to teach Pei Zeming a lesson. ”

Ye Tiantian said that it was Pei Zeming who wore a pink shirt, and Xia Feiyang happened to be wearing a pink shirt.

She recognized the wrong person, this is an oolong.

How could anyone deliberately approach them! What a purpose!

Pride and arrogance, delusion of victimization!

Strange man, inexplicable question.

"You're good!" The man narrowed his eyes slightly, approached her even more, and pressed her tightly against the wall, "Say, who are you?" ”

The bodies of the two are tightly and finely attached, tightly glued together, ambiguous and abnormal.

Su Qiaoqiao laughed angrily, "You care about me!" ”

The bright eyes glanced at him lightly, and the pink lips hooked up a very shallow smile: "You are not bad, who are you?" ”

The man was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect this little girl to hit a rake.

Before he could speak, Su Qiaoqiao squinted her eyes and bent her other leg, and her knee slammed into his leg, "Bastard!" Pressed so tightly, eat my tofu! ”