I wanted to struggle, but I didn't have time to fight back, and the overwhelming kisses fell down finely.

The shield fell, and Lan Yue got out of the co-pilot, smiling innocently at the driver.

The driver's heart was turbulent: the chief's son was terrible.

When the car arrived at the door of the banquet, there was no instruction, and the driver did not dare to stop and kept driving.

All the way around the banquet in circles.

In the back seat, Blue Creek's cheeks were crimson.

Red all the way to the base of the neck.

Her heart was pounding, and she bit hard, blood seeping into her mouth.

Pushing Di Shaoyuan away, Qiu Da hammered him a few times.

The broken flower fist hit Di Shaoyuan's body, like tickling.

"Speak." Di Shaoyuan clenched the petite fist and put it in the palm of his hand, as if smiling.

Lan Xi didn't look over his head and said nothing.

His slender fingers pierced into the ends of her hair, smoothing her long black hair, teasing and plucking again and again, and he couldn't put it down.

His face was pale, and he couldn't distinguish his thoughts.

Blue Creek knocked his hand off.

It's so angry, the phone was taken away, and she can't speak.

"Lan Yue is your son, right?"

Hearing this, Lan Xi turned his head and stared at him, gesturing in sign language and asking where his son was?

Until this moment, Di Shaoyuan's face became darker and darker.

He frowned and pinched her chin.

"Who did it?" With a violent low roar, the startled Lan Xi trembled.

She was silent, trembling and continued to ask: What is what who did it?

"Who made you speechless?" Seeing that she had been gesticulating, Di Shaoyuan was very irritable, patient, and his temper was a little more restrained.

Lan Xi smiled and shook his head.

"Don't know? Still don't want to say? ”

She didn't know, and she thought that this man was very strange, why did he ask a bunch of things about her from the moment he appeared.

It is too much trouble to be caught with one hand and use sign language with one hand.

After hesitation, Lan Xi picked up his mobile phone from his seat and typed in the words: Who are you? Where is my son? If he makes a mistake, please don't blame him, I'm willing to take it all in.

Di Shaoyuan grabbed her shoulders and pulled her into the crook of his arm.

He asked with a smile: "Your son snatched my wife, can you return my wife?" ”

Hearing this, Lan Xi opened his mouth in astonishment, wanting to scold.

This man has a sick brain, right?

She angrily picked up her mobile phone and typed in words: My son is only seven years old, and your wife is at least twenty or thirty. Even if you marry a little daughter-in-law, you will be over eighteen years old. My son is innocent and would never do such a thing. Besides, the lady who was snatched away is still your wife?

Confined in his arms, Lan Xi buried his head in the text on his mobile phone.

He sat next to her, staring intently at the words she typed out.

As if being monitored by a camera, Lan Xi felt Alexander, every time he typed a word.

When I spelled out the words, I made typos several times.

Di Shaoyuan breathed lightly in her ear, "The word is wrong." ”

There was a lot of breath in her ears, some, itchy, and she moved, and was pulled closer.

Blushing, she typed: What's wrong?

"You have such breasts, maybe your wife is scared. In this sentence, the word 'fierce' is mistyped. The word 'run' is wrong. ”

Lan Xi saw that these two words were indeed typed wrong.

It was extremely embarrassing, she was busy deleting it and losing again, and her fingers were held by Di Shaoyuan.

The white-skinned scallion fingers were held in the palm of Di Shaoyuan's palm, playing with it little by little.

He chuckled, "You did it on purpose, right?" What is being hinted at? Since your son snatched my wife, you said you would bear it. How about I be wronged and you take my wife's place? ”