THE SONG FAMILY WIFE IS NOT EASY TO MESS WITH - Chapter 26
The sun is shining in the west, a large sunset light shines in through the blue glass, red and purple light falls on the floor. The hall outside the rest room is stacked with some car parts, empty and chaotic, illuminated by the gorgeous light, but like a bar with red and green lights.
Meng Jianwei did plan to find a place to have a drink later, but not with someone else.
She sent a message to Connie May Si back to the empire tomorrow morning, put away her phone and put it in her pocket, tilted her head and looked at the man in front of her.
It turned out to be Champion #17, a tall man with exceptionally short hair cut and a full forehead showing, looking clean and sunny and handsome, wearing a black stud in his ear that refracted a bit of broken light and looked kind of cool. He was wearing a thin black and white color blocking sweatshirt, even though the weather was hot, he also zipped up to the top, covering the small half of the chin, probably because he thought it was more handsome to wear.
The man had one hand in his pocket, standing in a lazy posture, looking at her with a slight inclination of his head, asking again, “May I?”
A few days ago at the promotion race he noticed Meng Jianwei, the only female racer, it is difficult not to attract attention, at that time he thought she might just come to the party, did not expect to go all the way through, with him in the last game on the duel, he has never seen a woman with more personality than her.
Wearing a racing suit, she was heroic and calm on the field, carrying an aura so powerful that it could not be ignored, and wearing ordinary clothes, she was less heroic and more girlish, either of which was very attractive.
For example, at the moment, she is cold and aloof a face without expression, the tips of the eyes slightly drooping, looking like not to put each other in the eyes, but the end of the eyes naturally up, inexplicably added charming, tickling the heart.
No. 17 can not wait for her response, hand out of the pocket, the palm of the phone, take a roundabout policy: “not to eat with me, add a WeChat line?” Since you can’t meet her, you can leave your contact information first, and over time, maybe she will be taken by him.
The last person who asked her for a WeChat was Song Jian, and not only did she not give it to him, she also taught him a lesson.
The image flashed in her mind, so fast that she didn’t even react, and when her thoughts turned, she stared and saw Song’s face here.
For a moment, Meng Jianwei thought she was mistaken, how could she have said Cao Cao Cao Cao.
Song met leaning against the floor-to-ceiling glass window, is also a one-handed pocket posture, and 17 lazy different, he wore a full set of straight suit, tie against the ironed shirt without a wrinkle, and a dark gold tie clip on the side, even the hair is written with nobility.
Meng Jianwei was sure that Song met the right, tilted his head to look at the ceiling, the world is really fucking small.
She once again suspected that Song met is a rat, or tireless electric rat, from the empire all the way to Zhuhai, really speechless.
Song met her and found himself, walking modestly, can be described as graceful, elegant posture, cold gold-rimmed glasses are softened a lot: “Ah, what a coincidence.”
He eyebrows smiling, the words are said to Meng gradually evening, but the eyes but in a seemingly unspoken survey of the side of No. 17, quickly concluded: but a hairy young man.
The 17 turned his head to look at him, eyes full of measurement, a moment later, a sense of crisis in the heart, under the eyes of the measurement changed to alert: “This gentleman is?”
Song met did not look at him again, carelessly glanced towards Meng Jianwei, who knew that the dead girl looked as if she did not care about herself, as if she did not know him as a person. He pondered for a moment, and opened his mouth to babble: “I am also here to ask for a weibo, brother, there is a first come first served, you go to the back of the line.”
No. 17 pointed to his nose and said incredulously, “Obviously, I came first!”
Song met: “I am not standing in front of you?”
Only after a reminder did No. 17 realize that somehow this man had moved in front of him and was standing closest to Meng Jianwei, blocking his line of sight.
Meng Jianwei rolled his eyes, I do not know where to find a candy thrown into the mouth, head did not return to go, but also did not forget to give a kind suggestion: “Why do you two add each other a WeChat forget, quite a match.”
Song met and 17 look at each other, who can not look at who, or Song met quick reaction, without saying a word to follow the pace of Meng Jianwei.
Meng Jianwei only felt the dark clouds overhead, the spirit of the soul, and looked askance at him: “Why are you here?”
“I came to see you play, couldn’t I?” Song met smiled, the sunset enveloped the face, gold silk edge especially shining, the whole face full of haze, a little charming.
The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you’re doing. Even Connie Mei, who hadn’t seen her for a few days, only just sent a message that she was not in the capital.
The golden sunset was draped on her body, and her pink hair was gilded by the golden light, which was dazzling.
Song met the spacious and comfortable luxury car does not sit, also followed her chaotic walk.
The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.
The wind that blew in the face with the heat lifted Song’s forehead hair, revealing his clean forehead, he smiled harmlessly, the air of svengali scum became more obvious: “What if I say yes?”
The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you want to do. Mess with me again, the next second that is your graveyard.”
Song met a glance, that pit is indeed large enough, lying dozens of people is not a problem.
He had a mental image of Meng Jianlian kicking him down, in view of the previous experiences, he believed that Meng Jianlian is true to his word, so he laughed twice and gave in: “I’m joking with you, sister, you do not hear? You’re so humorless.”
Meng Jianwei was cooperative and smiled at him with a crooked head.
Song Yu’s heart shuddered, as if every time she smiled at him was no good, he had formed a conditioned reflex, immediately tensed the strings in his body, tuned to a level of alert.
But how could he be Meng Jianwei’s opponent? He was caught off guard when she grabbed his arm. Song met thought she was really going to push him into the pit and bury him, so the free hand clasped her waist, thinking that even if he fell, he would pull her along.
The people passing by, seeing a pair of outstanding-looking men and women embracing each other, the picture is too eye-catching, the eyes have turned from curiosity to envy.
The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you want to do.
The first time she was molested like this, she was furious and bent a leg upward, Song met a stifled grunt, let go of his hand and squatted on the ground.
Why is it always him who gets hurt?
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No matter before or after marriage, Xiao Ba has never won, not once!
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