"Are you finished? Song Ziming, don't be sick. I don't have time to play these conventional tricks with you. If you don't want to lose your position in the Song family, you'd better let me go now! " Su Xiangwan was also angry. She didn't expect that song Ziming would suddenly go mad.
Song Ziming sneered and said in a cold voice, "are you and Han Che better off? Doesn't Mu Beiting mind? "
Su's chest rose slightly in the evening, and she didn't want to talk to the man in front of her.
She forced herself to calm down, while thinking that she would never go again, Xiaoxiao should find it, while sweeping to the wash basin, looking for something to defend herself.
But she was a little far away from the washing table, about two meters, but she couldn't get anything at all.
"Give me a chance, will you? Give me a chance! You are mine, you are mine Song Ziming clenched Su Xiangwan's hand and roared.
Su Xiangwan was a little confused by his roar. She had never seen song Ziming like this before.
Her mind is in a mess. She doesn't know what song Ziming is thinking or doing.
Words fall, do not wait for Su to respond to the evening, song Ziming will bow to pull her collar, bow his head to kiss up.
"Go away!" Su Xiangwan was frightened and frightened, and his eyes were covered with mist.
Side head to avoid the kiss he dropped, she bent her head and bit his arm hard. She almost bit off a piece of meat.
Song Ziming ate pain, immediately relaxed a few points.
Su Xiangwan took the opportunity to push him away, stepped back and looked at him in horror.
Song Ziming's eyes became more and more crazy and approached step by step: "you are mine, you are mine! What's good about following Mu Beiting? I'll treat you better than him. Later. "
"As long as you're willing to talk to me, I can treat the past as if it didn't happen, OK?" Song Ziming approached again.
Su Xiangwan's back is against the washing table, but there is no place to go back.
"Well OK, I'll think about it... " Su changed her words to appease the madman in front of her for a while.
Song Ziming slightly lost his mind for a moment, and then his eyes were stained with joy: "really?"
"Well..."
Song Ziming suddenly comes forward and starts to pull Su Xiangwan's clothes.
Just listen to "stab" a sound, the neckline was pulled open a few minutes, pulled to the shoulder, showing one side of fragrant shoulder.
"You lied to me, you prove it to me!"
Su Xiangwan's face turned white, and he smashed the soap box and tissue box on the hand washing table to him, but the thing had no weight and didn't work at all.
Song Ziming lowered her head and pulled up her clothes again.
Su Xiangwan clings to his hand, nails into his flesh, trying to stop his action: "asshole! Get out of my way, you let me go
Su xiangevening, this meeting is also anxious red eyes, struggling to try to run out.
But song Ziming refused to let her go at all. She ran out two steps. One sleeve was torn off, but he pulled it back.
But at the moment, Li Xiaoxiao left and right and so on did not wait for Su Xiangwan to come back, wanted to call her to ask about the situation, but saw that she did not take her mobile phone.
Immediately called a waiter to come over and asked, "excuse me, are there many people in the bathroom?"
"There are plenty of toilet seats, not many people," said the waiter
Li Xiaoxiao frowned and ran to the bathroom.
Stop in front of the bathroom door and push the door, but see the door can't open at all, can't help but be a bit anxious, clap the door plank: "late? Are you in there later? "