Chapter 221: Woman, Restrain Me a Little
Lin Chen couldn't help but rub his ears again, and took a few steps back before saying coldly: "Bodyguard San, do you know what shame is?" β
"Shameβ" Sanxia said softly.
She twisted Xiao Man's waist, approached him step by step, and said slowly: "I don't know, why don't you teach me?" β
She smiled sweetly on her face, and said sweetly, but she secretly scolded in her heart: "You big pig's trotters, say that I don't look like a woman, right, I'll deign to let you see it." β
"You woman, you'd better be a little more restrained!"
Lin Chen knew that he couldn't beat her, so he could only retreat step by step in order to avoid her, but he didn't pay attention to retreating to the corner for a while.
Before he could react, she stretched out her arms to block his way.
Lin Chen only felt that a group of crows were flying over his head, thinking that he was famous Lin Chen in his lifetime, and he was coaxed and respected by many women, but today he was actually beaten by such an unobtrusive woman.
And even though she was only at the position of his shoulder, the fox eyes looked at him with a ruffian smile, but the momentum seemed to be higher than the top of his head.
"Is that a physical bump?" Sanxia's voice was soft, and he rubbed in front of him as he spoke.
Lin Chen was just annoyed, but when he felt the soft-soft touch in front of him, he couldn't help but feel his head agitated, and he felt that his ears were hot.
He reflexively pushed her away, using an indifferent expression and an angry tone to hide his momentary embarrassment.
shouted, "You go change my clothes immediately, you have to go to the hospital with me tonight!" β
Sang Xia noticed the crimson of his ears, suddenly felt in a good mood, his voice eased a lot, and asked with a smile, "What if I don't go?" β
Oh, what can you do to me?
"I can't help but go." Lin Chen dusted off the suit in front of him, walked to the window, and opened the window to signal Sang Xia to come over and take a look.
Sang Xia crossed his hands around his chest, walked over with interest, looked downstairs, and couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth again: "You're a girl, as for it?" β
Downstairs, in the dim light of the street lamp, you can see a piece of black pressing.
There are hundreds of black-clothed men neatly lined up in teams one after another, and they all seem to have guys in their hands.
No matter how powerful she is, she can't fight so many people at the same time!
What about this guy, when she's a terrorist?!
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Late autumn is coming to an end, and the morning air is already cold.
Su Qianwei pulled the collar of the windbreaker and put her hand in her pocket again, while the other hand was being held by Xi Mochen.
She is still wearing a mask, not because of the cold weather, but purely because of Xi Mochen's request.
She thought, maybe Xi Mochen likes her current appearance, otherwise why did she kiss so much last night. love, and not even let go of an injury.
But, for some reason, he still asked her to wear a mask.
His exact words were: "From today on, you don't have to wear that kind of makeup and hurt your skin." But you must not let anyone see you but me. β
She was quite puzzled, but he was now the uncle, and she could only respond.
What made her even more puzzled was that after breakfast, Xi Mochen personally drove her to the place in front of her.
Leaving the park, a cemetery in the southern capital.
Su Qianhui learned from the information of the investigation that Xi Mochen had been coming here every year on a specific day since four years ago.
It seemed to be mourning a very important person, but when she and Sang Xia came to visit in person, they found that not only did there be no name on the tombstone, but there was not even a word.
The identity of the other party is completely unknown!