Chapter 9: Please, Please

Qin Chaoyue's face was blue and his nose was swollen, he limped, and ran through the 18 flights of stairs out of breath.

As soon as I put on my shoes and was about to walk out of the staircase, I saw a tall figure leaning against the side of the door, his left leg slightly bent on his right calf, a cigarette in his cool lips, and a smoke ring was spitting out gracefully.

When she slipped and climbed the stairs like a lost dog, Qiao Chushen took the elevator directly down to block it.

Qin Chaoyue's head buzzed, and he felt that countless crows were flying in front of him.

"Borrowed, borrowed!"

She mustered up her courage and wanted to slip away.

As a result, after only two steps, he grabbed the back collar with his big hand......

The conditioned reflex wanted to give him a nice over-the-shoulder throw......

However, the other party was as stable as Mount Tai, but her little arm, which had been practicing martial arts all year round and had certain muscles, seemed to be dislocated.

He grinned in pain, tears flowed, and he looked mournful.

Qiao Chushen grabbed her arm and pushed her forward extremely roughly......

Click!

The dislocated wrong bone was perfectly connected, but the moment it was connected, it was really painful.

"Thank you, thank you, the great grace is not reciprocated, please borrow the road, there is an emergency!"

She sneered, rubbed her hands together, and nodded.

Although her face was blue and her nose was swollen at this time, and her smile was very embarrassing, and she had nothing to do with beauty and charm, but he didn't know that it was wool, and he felt that the little cunning in her eyes was very sexy.

It must have been water in his brain.

I couldn't help but shake my head to see if I could shake the water out.

Seeing him shaking his head, Qin Chaoyue thought he was shaking his head, and couldn't help but ask wailingly, "Big brother, what do you want to do?" We're just a friend, let's go our separate ways when we lift our pants, you don't want me to be responsible, do you? I'm still young, I can't afford to be responsible......."

Cannon friend?

Lift up your pants and go your separate ways?

Do you want her to be responsible?

Qiao Chushen extracted this information from her words, and a mouthful of old blood stalked in his throat, almost spurting out.

It has always been someone else who posted it and wanted to have a little relationship with him and find him responsible, but now in her little brain, it has become him stuck in the past.

Fuck off!

He didn't bother to pay attention to her.

Qin Chaoyue saw that he was relaxed, and hurriedly wanted to slip away like a rabbit.

She is going back to tell the director that she resolutely refuses to carry out this task!

I don't want to get close to this man again!

After only two steps, she suddenly heard an embarrassing "hiss", and her skirt seemed to be gorgeous and bursting.

Qiao Chushen looked through the skirt with bursting threads and saw the little cotton inner ......

He ...... again

Qin Chaoyue was so embarrassed that he covered the burst line, and quickly retreated to the stairs, anxiously turning.

Qiao Chushen wanted to take off the suit jacket on his body to cover her, but he didn't act.

Please, please!

His heart was shouting.

As long as she is willing to ask him for help, he will take it off to her.

However, Qin Chaoyue didn't even think about asking him for help, he just took out his mobile phone and called his old friend Xin Xiaoworm, "Xiaoworm, are you free now?" Can you bring me a set of clothes......"

Before she could finish speaking, the phone was suddenly snatched away by Qiao Chushen and hung up.

"What are you going to do?"

Qin Chaoyue glared at him, asked angrily, and reached out to snatch back the phone.

Qiao Chushen held his phone high.

He is more than one meter nine tall, and although Qin Chaoyue is not short, he is also one meter seven, but he is still a little far away.

If Qin Chaoyue's skirt didn't burst the line, she would be able to jump high and grab her mobile phone.

But—

Forget it now.

She gave up the struggle to grab the phone, leaned against the wall, hiding the embarrassment of her skirt, and looked at him quietly with a pair of big eyes, and her pursed lips did not hum......

[Open a new article, open a new article, I wanted to write a forced criminal investigation story, but I obscenely wrote this kind of spicy-eyed president romance, don't dislike it, this pair of innocent and sullen steel straight men and women will be very interesting, remember to collect + comment + votes, thank you to all those who support you, Mo Da, love you. 】