Chapter 666

She turned and looked in the direction of Ellen.

The man who had been hanging around the door suddenly stood upright, took off the sunglasses that covered most of his face, walked forward two steps, and put the big, exaggerated rose in the arms of a woman in a white dress.

The bouquet was so big that women could hardly hold it.

Whistles and loud noises.

Shisheng looked back and didn't see it again.

It's another rich second generation chasing girls. She doesn't know about flowers, but she can see that the bunch of roses is bigger than the ordinary roses on the market.

It's worth a lot.

Just as an empty car came by, she waved. When the car stopped, there was another noise.

Shi Sheng didn't look and opened the door of the rear seat.

I'm just about to bow in——

The fragrance of a rose comes. The next second, something is put into my arms. The purpose is a piece of red.

Shi Sheng catches it subconsciously. The strong rose fragrance fills her nose. She is in a trance for two seconds before she reacts. Just now, the red rose that attracts many women's admiration is in her arms.

When Sheng will take down some flowers, within the line of sight, Allen winked at her, bent down and sat in the car.

She looked at the super run, and then looked at the man sitting in the car with his legs up in his spare time. The corner of her mouth sank: "what do you mean?"

"Take a taxi, or why do I come in? Miss Shi, are you also taking a taxi here? "

Shi Sheng: "on purpose?"

Allen picked up his eyebrows, narrowed his blue eyes, and asked innocently, "is Miss Shi still in charge of taxis?"

He had a calm face and had no sense of shame for robbing other people's car.

If it's another time, Shi Sheng doesn't even want to talk to him. It's just a car. Just give it to him.

But now it's rush hour, and it's not easy to take a taxi. She's been tired all day and hasn't had dinner. Now she wants to hurry back to the hotel.

"..." Shi Sheng opened her lips, but found that she didn't remember his name at all. After a pause of a second or two, she said: "you have a car and you still rob a taxi with someone. You are a psychopath."

Allen closed the door, folded his arms on the door and propped his chin on his arms. He automatically ignored the sentence behind Shi Sheng and asked her lazily, "Miss Shi seems to have forgotten my name."

Shi Sheng ignored him and looked away.

"Miss Shi's brain doesn't work well when she is young. This bunch of flowers is imported from France. If you don't want them, I will give them to you. If you sell them, you can get some medicine to cure your brain."

Shi Sheng: "I'm not sure."

Asshole.

As the driver was about to drive, Ellen Yang raised her jaw, motioned her to look behind and said, "the color of your clothes is the same as that of the trash can. I thought it was..."

Before he finished speaking, Shi Sheng already understood what he meant.

"If you don't want to cure your brain, it's OK to buy two pieces of clothes. It's OK to lose roses. In case of a lost condom, do you want to use it for face dressing?"

When Sheng grits his teeth, his face is white and green, and he is about to speak when the car is gone.

She held the rose in her arms and was sprayed with exhaust gas all over her face.

“……”

When Sheng choked a stomach of gas, no place to make, but make her angry man has already disappeared.

She clenched her teeth, threw the flowers to the garbage can and walked into the supermarket.

A few minutes later, he came out with half of the watermelon in his arms.

She pasted the melon pulp around Allen's car, not spared the front and rear windshields and four windows, and finally put the intact half of the melon shell upside down on the roof.

Americans probably don't understand what that means.

In a taxi parked not far away, Allen looked at the woman jumping up and down around him and bent her lips.

I can't help but tease you.

Like a little hedgehog.

His life is too boring to choose such a high-risk occupation as racing. He likes stimulation. Maybe the moment death passes by stimulates his adrenaline, which makes him feel that he is still alive.

Allen asked the driver to drive the car back to the same place. He lowered the window and looked at it with his chin. Sheng wiped his hands carefully with a wet towel.

Her fingers were beautiful, slender and well proportioned, and her eyes were beautiful, shining brightly in the dark.

Well

His eyes looked along the outline of her features, the bridge of her nose was beautiful, the lips were beautiful, the jaw was beautiful, and the lines on both sides of her cheek were just right.