Chapter 544

For a moment, the car was full of women's screams. I didn't know what kind of torture was being carried out!

Let Chang Cong Cong how to call, men are not moved, even the brow did not wrinkle, to say that at the beginning to see a woman's pain is severe, but also heartache, after a woman such a death trick, heartache also wear away.

Fortunately, the sound insulation of the car is good, and people outside can't know what's going on inside the car. Otherwise, people often "tear their hearts and lungs" like porridge, which may attract many people to watch.

"It's too painful for you to take it lightly..."

Chang Cong finally realized that if he continued to toss about like this, his life would be folded in this man's hands.

Because she found that the more she screamed, the heavier the man seemed to move. She could not help but scold the man as a madman.

But the hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses, not to mention her slender neck is still in the hands of this man, she has felt the man's breath seems to be more and more irritable.

For fear that this man would not like it, Chang Cong directly "clicks" himself

Besides, she seemed to realize that she had misunderstood something.

Sure enough, as the voice of Chang Cong softened down, men's movements gradually became soft, just like juggling.

But it also proves that the feeling of changcong is right.

Feel the change of men's often porridge, the face of the look changeable, Sha is wonderful.

This man is really... What can't be said directly? He has to find out in this way! Chang Cong is nothing to say.

However, as the man's action gradually gentle, often porridge porridge neck gradually become relaxed, not just as painful and stiff, the guess in the heart is also increasingly obvious.

The corner of his mouth moved, and finally he said, "are you helping me, er... Rub my neck?"

Often porridge considered for a while, the face is full of discomfort, but now he is back to the man's state, can't see the face, often porridge how much better.

Waiting in silence, the man didn't stop, but obviously ignored her meaning. He felt more and more cold from the man behind him. Chang Cong laughed awkwardly.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I misunderstood you just now."

At the thought of what he had just said, the embarrassed smile on Chang Cong's face became even more reluctant. He seemed to be a bit vindictive. It was clear that this man was kind-hearted.

Obviously, because of the man's silence, often porridge successfully put his neck is actually because of men become like this, this thing temporarily forgotten.

Well, ever since I met Feng Tingmo, the focus of Chang Cong's problem has become more and more biased. At any time, men will pull the focus away, but women still don't have this consciousness.

Listening to the woman's words, the man's eyes flashed, and there was an inexplicable smile in his eyes.

But it's the opposite of a man's expression.

"Yes? I thought you were trying to throw me down

The man's tone is flat. I don't know if Chang Cong is too sensitive. She always feels that the man's tone is accentuated on the word "throw it down", which seems to imply something.

"Cough..."

Caught off guard was said to think, often porridge porridge directly choked on their own saliva, cough up.

Feng Ting took back his hand and looked at Chang Cong's eyes. He wanted to dislike more and more

So often porridge cough more severe, do not know is gas or what.

"Cough cough..." finally is to ease the breath, the man has released the porridge, tentative move for a while, found that the neck has returned to normal.

Just at the beginning, the man deliberately increased his strength, while the woman's skin was white and delicate, inevitably left a red mark on the woman's neck.

The man took a silent look. The red mark on the woman's white neck was very striking. His eyes shrank slightly and his fingers twisted unconsciously. Finally, he took back his sight.

But Chang Cong didn't notice this abnormality at all.

After moving his neck and finding that there was nothing wrong with it, his face brightened.

"It really doesn't hurt."

"Well, thank you all the same."

The man has closed his eyes. He can't deny the words of Chang Cong. Chang Cong shrugs and doesn't care much. Finally, he doesn't feel uncomfortable.

It seems that men no longer pay attention to the meaning of Chang Cong, Chang Cong is also happy to be quiet, the next road is nothing happened, and even the seats are too comfortable, making Chang Cong feel sleepy.

"Here we are, boss."

At the beginning of the fight, the car suddenly stopped, obviously has arrived at the destination.

Chang Cong rubbed his eyes. I don't know if it's because he's sleepy. His voice is soft and waxy: "are you there?"

On the way, he asked the man what he was going to do this time. The man only said an ambiguous word, but he didn't speak any more. In the end, he was interrupted. So far, Chang Cong didn't know what he was doing.

"Well, get out of the car."

It's rare to see Chang Cong so confused. Feng Tingmo looked at the woman more and then informed her to get off.

"Well, good."

Often porridge obediently nodded, that misty appearance, see of seal court Mo finger a itch, want to touch a woman's small head.

But the action of Chang Cong is not slow. The woman has already opened the door.

As soon as the man's face sank, the breath of his whole body suddenly became condensed.

"Eh..."

When Feng Ting Mo stood beside Chang Cong, Chang Cong instinctively felt that something was wrong. What happened to this man?

Often porridge porridge looking at a face of cold Feng Ting Mo, doubt of frown, clearly just good, how suddenly bad?

Often porridge do not understand, but subconsciously want to be far away from the man, so the foot of a small range of moving to the side of some, farther away from the man.

Feng Tingmo, who noticed the small action of "Chang cong":.... "

So the man's breath is even colder.

Chang Cong: "sure enough, this man will be ill again.

"Come with me."

The man coldly left a sentence, no longer look at the woman one eye, directly lift foot to go forward.

Often porridge this time to observe some of the surrounding environment, this does not matter, often porridge immediately took a breath.

"Where the hell is this, my God!"