Chapter 133

Bai rubing shook his head: "thank you. I have something else to do in the evening. I can't go."

Then she took a look at anno. The man who called just now was a man. In front of anno, she agreed to the man's invitation.

Song Qinghuan, a woman, seems to be dull and cute, but she has a good way to play these men around.

At this time, not only was Arnold not angry at all, but she cared about her.

Is their relationship not what we think?

"Oh, I'll go alone," he said. As song Qinghuan turned to Ann Nuo, "wait a minute, I'll get off at the subway entrance with rubing."

When Ann Nuo did not say, also did not say bad, only narrow eyes contain some kind of unknown emotion, deeply looked at the cold.

See him still silent, still staring at the newspaper, no longer do what to retain, just some helpless tone: "OK."

While they were talking, the subway station arrived.

Chen Tian pulls the car aside, and song Qinghuan and Bai rubing get out of the car together.

Compared with Bai rubing's reluctance, song Qinghuan almost ran for his life and wanted to get away quickly. It was not until the cold resistant Maybach left that she took a deep breath.

After Bai rubing and song Qinghuan bid farewell, they took the subway home, while song Qinghuan stayed at the entrance of the subway.

Zhang Cheng came very fast. He arrived in 20 minutes after 30 minutes' journey.

When song Qinghuan looked down at his mobile phone, he suddenly heard the voice of the regulations, "little Huanhuan, I've kept you waiting for a long time! Here I am. Give me a hug. "

Looking up, song Qinghuan saw the tall and straight man coming in the pouring rain.

With a gentle smile on his face, he slowly approached, dressed in casual clothes. His dark brown hair had grown beyond his ears, and his hair was slightly curly at the end, which made his handsome features look exotic.

"Get out of here!" Song Qinghuan was disgusted and waved away the people who ran in front of him.

Immediately, she clenched her teeth and warned, "call me xiaohuanhuan again, and I'll never talk to you again."

Xiao Huanhuan, like a pet, is as ugly as he wants to be.

"How about wife?" he said with a smile

Song Qinghuan stares at him: "go away!"

"How about rolling with you?" The Charter jokingly smiles, and then pulls song Qinghuan's hand: "let's go, the car stops over there."

Song Qinghuan shakes off his hand, and the rules do not force him to open his umbrella to take her out.

The space of the umbrella is limited. Song Qinghuan has no choice but to get close to him.

How could the Charter miss such a good opportunity? Quickly put one hand around Song Qinghuan's shoulder to protect her from the heavy rain.