Chapter 291

Name:Dear Mr.Shi Author:Beauty Jiang
The two put the fainted regulations back into the car, took song Qinghuan to a black van by the road, and quickly left the scene.

Looking at Song Qinghuan, who was in a coma in the back seat of the car, the man asked the man driving next to him: "Chen Tian, how much ecstasy have you given your wife, and you are still so heavy after sleeping for so long. You are not afraid that the boss will give up your job and let us change our jobs..."

Chen Tian said with a smile: "a lot." Then when he ran, he said: "so boss can do whatever she wants at night. Anyway, she won't wake up..."

He laughed wickedly, and the man coughed fiercely, "after you went to work in the company, you didn't learn well. On the contrary, it's even worse. After that, the girl fell into your hands, which is also pitiful."

Chen Tian was very happy with a smile: "don't worry, no pity for her!"

The man looked again, and song Qinghuan in the back seat said, "in fact, she's very ugly. She's not half as ugly as the host I sent her last time. How can OSS take a fancy to her?"

Chen Tian's smile was threatening: "Xia Yang, take it easy. The boss says he wants to expand his business in Africa. You'd better not provoke him now. He's in a bad mood recently."

Xia Yang quickly roared and said: "I didn't do it. I did it before he gave the order. I didn't let that smelly boy kiss his wife. See how dedicated I am. But then again, it's better to go to Africa than boss to call me back to the office."

"Hello, boss, it's not for you!"

"I know, you know, I get dizzy when I read a book."

Chen Tian shook his head and stopped making a sound.

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it's dark, but it makes people feel bright and colorful everywhere.

Song Qinghuan was too weak to move.

It's a comfortable place to lie down. It's like she's lying on her big soft bed.

Is she home yet?

No, she was chatting with the Charter in the car, and then someone broke the glass, wrong number her and the Charter.

Song Qinghuan wants to move his body, but he finds that it is like a small fish lying on the chopping board and gasping for breath, only waiting to be slaughtered.

All of a sudden, she felt someone sitting down beside her. She couldn't see clearly with her eyes closed, but she could feel a tall figure.

The man slowly lowered his head, put the cold tip of his nose on the tip of her nose, and then rubbed it gently. His cold and calm breathing was opposite to her tense and disordered breathing. He held her waist line and pulled away her clothes. The lines of his palm scraped her delicate skin and kneaded it slowly

"Ah!" Song Qinghuan suddenly exclaimed.

Immediately, she sat up from the bed, sweating, rebirth breathing, eyes everywhere is familiar.

She sat in bed for a long time before she was sure that she was in her bedroom.

Strange, she fainted? Dazzled by her, she also knew someone who seemed to have run into several times in the subway.

Yes, it should be him.

Who is he? What are you kidnapping her for? Why is she back at home?

Turn your head and look out of the glass window. Although you are across the glass, you immediately feel the white sunlight outside.

Song Qinghuan checked himself again. There was no discomfort in his whole body. It should be that nothing happened and no injury was suffered. However, his head was still a little dizzy, as if something had been dug up. Emptiness was not the taste.

She thought, this should be the sequela of ecstasy.

PS: it's the end of the seven chapters. I'll continue tomorrow to announce the lucky readers of the day before yesterday and the day before yesterday. There are trees and trees in summe