After the Devil Became a Little Pitiful - Chapter 3

?? The system yelled in He Qingyu’s mind, “Yaoshou, the big devil and your lover ran into you! Don’t stew people!”

?? He Qingyu sits in the office and handles work according to the original body’s memory and skills. Fortunately, the original body has good working ability and can start the company, otherwise she can only go to the club to be a young model.

?? System: “According to the fighting power of the big devil, your little lover is not an opponent at all, maybe you will burn paper money for her next year.”

?? He Qingyu: “How can Song Tang have combat effectiveness…”

?? Her mind is full of porcelain doll-like little girls sitting in the bathtub, washing herself carefully, and humming nursery rhymes with low eyebrows. It is entirely the image of a little white flower that can only grow in a greenhouse.

?? Even if you become a demon king, it is also persecuted by the original owner.

?? According to the positioning of the system, He Qingyu drove there quickly, less than two kilometers away from the company, and arrived in three to five minutes.

?? Wei Tingwen’s car stopped at the intersection, his head covered with sweat, he kept wiping his head with a napkin, and the result was white confetti stained his face… horrible.

?? He couldn’t participate in the war between the two girls as a man. Wei Tingwen looked at He Qingyu’s car. If he saw the savior, he immediately trot over, “Oh my boss, here, on the side of the road. What a bad influence on the company is taken by a bad person!”

?? He Qingyu frowned: “What do I want you to do?”

?? Wei Tingwen showed a bitter face, and showed her the blood stains on the five claws on her neck, “Boss, I work injury QAQ”

?? He Qingyu: “…I will double your bonus.”

?? Wei Tingwen:! !

?? The woman’s name is Wan Ziyi. She is a favorite gun friend of the original body. She has to find three or five times a week to solve the suffering of Acacia. The secretary’s position was vacated, and she was willing to watch her long legs dangling in front of her every day.

?? He Qingyu’s impression of her is only the lace underwear on the doorknob yesterday, and the smell of perfume that needs to be eliminated with air fresheners all over the room… In order to prevent Song Tang from thinking too much, she broke up with her early in the morning.

?? Wan Ziyi didn’t know that He Qingyu was not the original owner. She took her high heels with both hands and gritted her teeth and waved at Song Tang’s eyes—

??” Mr. He and I have not had a dispute for two years, so why not spend the night with you!”

?? Song Tang was shocked, she was still in the low-grade fever, back again and again, tripped over the steps “coincidentally” fell into He Qingyu’s arms.

?? A pair of deer-like eyes are full of terror, tears are falling down the eyes, she doesn’t know why such a cruel thing happened…

?? “I don’t… don’t wrong me…”

?? Even if it was an excuse, Song Tang’s voice was still weak, and the whole person was trapped in He Qingyu’s arms, like a scared little animal.

?? She said fragilely: “Qingyu is such a good person, how could he not like you? You must have some misunderstanding.”

?? He Qingyu was speechless: “…” Do you think I don’t know what you think of the original owner.

?? Wan Ziyi looked silly, and threw the high-heeled shoes on the side of her head.

?? This girl was very fierce just now, she had goosebumps in her eyes, if it weren’t for spending a lot of money to be empty in her pocket, there would be no conflict.

?? She was suddenly ashamed by the cowardly feminine heart, and she didn’t care about He Qingyu, who was almost hit.

?? The exquisite makeup of the woman in the red dress was twisted into an evil spirit, and her high heels were sharper than the blade, shining coldly in the sun, and Song Tang showed a trace of indulgence.

?? Just in a moment, He Qingyu saw the heel poking straight on the fragile collarbone of his little girlfriend, leaving a shocking blood…

??”sister…”

?? The little girlfriend looked at herself in surprise, as if asking her why she didn’t help.

?? He Qingyu murmured: “I thought the Great Demon King would avoid…” Not only didn’t avoid it, but he went straight to meet him.

?? She said to the system in horror: “Her expression…not like a normal person.”

?? System: “Hee hee is your girlfriend.”

?? Oh your mother.

?? He Qingyu forcibly pulled the two people apart, letting the little girlfriend lean on her shoulders, her tone was quick, and softly soothed: “Hey, don’t be afraid, I’ll take you to the hospital right away.”

?? “What are you doing in a daze? Call the police!” She shouted to Wei Tingwen.

?? He Qingyu was so angry that this stupid woman really wanted to take out a hammer from the trunk and shine her head, but she did not forget that this is a legal society, and she must use the law as a weapon to protect herself.

?? System: “I’ll give you a trick. If you really can’t help it, you might as well find a small alley without monitoring, put a sack in it, and then throw it into the meat grinder and turn it into a sausage. The reincarnation of grains.”

?? He Qingyu was moved, and tentatively said: “I’m going, you are really skilled, where is your previous host?”

?? System: “Hee hee hee I won’t tell you.”

?? He Qingyu: “…” Grass.

?? Wan Ziyi was kicked to the ground by He Qingyu, her tailbone hurts. She was about to argue, and He Qingyu’s expression was cold: “A report pays a report, my girlfriend is timid, I will pay you back for her.”

?? “I heard that you and a group of little sisters formed a group to take drugs. I have a video of your hilarious on my hand. I will give it to the police together. I hope you will not appear in my life in the future.”

?? Wan Ziyi hoarsely said: “…you are doing it for this little bit who is left over from playing with yourself. Me?!”

?? Song Tang buried her eyes on her elder sister’s neck, breathing in her elder sister’s unique cold minty smell, fragile and helpless: “Sister, don’t do this, she never thought of hurting me deliberately, maybe it’s just in a bad mood, let’s get out of breath. That’s it…”

?? “Blame me for not avoiding in time, everything is my fault…”

?? He Qingyu sighed and hugged his little girlfriend tighter.

?? Wan Ziyi heard the sound of a police car not far away, his face was ashen ashes, and he saw Song Tang’s triumphant gaze when he raised his head.

?? Than seduce, she has never lost to anyone.

?? He Qingyu hugged her beloved little girlfriend and got in the car, and said seriously: “Xiaotang is now my girlfriend, and will be my bride in the future.”

?? Wei Tingwen took a sigh of relief, thinking that Miss Xiao Song is really amazing, so she won the title?

?? Song Tang was put on the co-pilot before he could react, and the car rushed all the way to the hospital.

?? Song Tang leaned on the back of the chair in shock, her dry and skinned lips trembling unnaturally, not knowing whether it was because of pain or excitement.

?? She whispered tentatively: “Sister loves me?”

?? He Qingyu strangely saw a smile on the face of his little girlfriend that was similar to petting…

?? The car stopped at the entrance of the hospital. He Qingyu remembered the **** wound of his little girlfriend in his heart. He didn’t dare to delay any more, but was stopped when he was about to push the door.

?? I saw the girl in the front passenger seat holding her hand and biting her lower lip: “I hurt…”

?? He Qingyu: “I’m going to register, you are waiting in the car.”

?? Song Tang wept and leaned on He Qingyu’s shoulder to prevent her from leaving, “I hurt, don’t go.”

?? He Qingyu embarrassedly squeezed two hairs of his little girlfriend, and coaxed: “It won’t hurt if you show it to the doctor.”

?? Song Tang shook his head and tore off the clothes to show He Qingyu’s wounds, “Sister Blow.” She was afraid that He Qingyu could not see clearly, so she pulled the **** wound away, and repeated: “Blow, you won’t kiss. It hurts.”

?? He Qingyu is not afraid of killing chickens or fish. When he sees the red liquid on the snow-white skin, he becomes flustered. Song Tang said patiently: “I hurt…”

?? He Qingyu was light-headed and heavy, the line of blood in front of him turned into a blur, and black patches gradually began to appear, and the back of his head became more and more dizzy, and finally fell on Song Tang.

?? While the consciousness was dead, He Qingyu asked the system: “It hurts when I look at it, why doesn’t she hurt…”

?? System: “How can the big devil not hurt, just want you to comfort her, I didn’t expect you to be so weak.”

?? He Qingyu: “…”