Chapter 290

Name:Dear Mr.Shi Author:Beauty Jiang
Song Qinghuan's eyes were so big that she avoided the electric shock and frowned: "what are you doing?"

He pulled song Qinghuan's face and said in a dumb voice, "I didn't do anything. Huanhuan, don't hide I just want to kiss you

"No, you let me go..." Song Qinghuan was angry and began to push him.

But the rules are not willing to let go, although know that song Qinghuan is not in the desire to refuse to meet, forced to kiss her, she may be very angry.

But I still kiss

Song Qinghuan raised his hand, put his palm on his face, and pushed away from him: "the rules, if you play hooligans again, your friends won't be able to do it."

Voice with a trace of shame and anger, a listen to know very angry, very resistant.

His face turned pale and his heart choked.

After the pain, he suddenly laughed again: "can't you make fun of it? Song Qinghuan, even if he is a friend, he can kiss his face, but he doesn't kiss your mouth. Are you so mean? "

At this time, the constitution had another idea.

With a fluke mind, he hopes to tease song Qinghuan. As long as song Qinghuan doesn't refuse, maybe she will go to France with him.

So thinking, he came over again. This time, he didn't really want to kiss, but just wanted to scare song Qinghuan.

If song Qinghuan doesn't refuse, of course he will kiss it.

"Yes, I'm stingy," Song Qinghuan said coldly, resisting the Constitution's face with both hands. "The constitution, I'm really angry again?"

"Huan..."

The voice of the Charter has not come out, a loud "pa La" sound, suddenly the ear rang.

Song Qinghuan and the Charter in the car were startled.

For a moment, they didn't know where the sound came from.

When he turned around, he found that the driver's seat glass of his car had been smashed, and there was a man standing outside.

But he knew that song Qinghuan would be afraid, so he quickly raised his hands: "what can I say? It's just asking for money. You want more..."

The words haven't made a sound yet, the person outside turns his head in Song Qinghuan's startled exclamation, instinctive shout out a voice: "come on, help!"

While she was shouting, she was still in the car and wanted to call the police.

As a result, the phone hasn't been connected, and another door has been opened. She looks up at a familiar face. He smiles at her, then takes out a spray and sprays it to song Qinghuan in the car.

Song Qinghuan closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The man kicked him in the back of the neck with his legs. The strength was accurate, and he fainted.