Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 852

Ning An was sweating profusely, sitting in the co-pilot right now, she came to her senses and was scared.

Her dizzy pupils haven't been put together yet, and her head is throbbing.

How could she do such a stupid thing.

Ning An... a big fool.

She scolded herself a few times in her heart, lowered her head bitterly, pressed her temple with one hand, and supported the steering wheel with the other.

How could you do such a stupid thing.

Did she not think about the consequences the moment she bumped into it?
If Song Shaoyan's reaction was a bit late, or if his driving skills were a bit worse, the two cars would collide!
If she was unlucky, she might die.

Thinking of this, Ning An was covered in sweat and his face was as pale as paper.

In Bingley, Song Shaoyan stared at her for more than ten seconds, his cold gaze passed through the glass and landed directly on her face!
Resisting the urge to curse, he stopped the car and pushed the door hard.

"Bang bang" -

He knocked on the glass of Ning'an's car with a gloomy and ugly face.

Ning An was so frightened that he hadn't recovered yet, and sat in a daze.

Song Shaoyan kept knocking on the window, and Ning An opened the car door with trembling hands.

As soon as the door opened, the cold wind poured in.

Song Shaoyan reached out and grabbed Ning An's arm, dragging her out of the driver's seat!
"Ning An, are you fucking desperate? Are you tired of working?" He scolded his head and face.

Ning An was pulled by one arm by him, and she could feel the anger and strength on his fingers.

She raised her other hand and gently rubbed between her eyebrows.

Ning An was tall, but in front of the taller Song Shaoyan, he was still very thin and petite.

The two stood facing each other, Song Shaoyan's eyes fell on her face, sharp and indifferent.

And Ning An lowered his head, like a child who did something wrong, unable to react for a long time, and let him scold him head and face.

Her ponytail was loose and her hair fell to her shoulders in unruly hair.

I don't know where the hair ring fell.

She looked innocent and pitiful.

"Don't talk anymore? I'm not very capable at ordinary times, and I'm more ruthless than anyone else in talking back to me. Talk!" Song Shaoyan refused to let go.

Ning An's temples were still throbbing, and his head was in pain.

Listening to Song Shaoyan's lesson, she was silent for a long time.

After a while, she finally said in a low voice: "I'm tired of work and I don't want to die with you, it's just that the gas pedal is used as a brake."

Song Shaoyan sneered.

He doesn't believe in such nonsense.

"Ning An, do you have to fight with me? Is it okay to be obedient?"

"Trouble?" Ning An seemed to think he heard a joke, and sneered, "Do I look like the kind of little girl who can act like a baby? Yes, I am the type you least like, strong, ruthless, and cold-blooded. So , don’t use this word here, don’t use it to disgust me.”

"Also, be obedient? I'm not your accessory, I don't need to listen to you."

Song Shaoyan took a step up and reached out to pinch her chin.

"Your eloquence has not changed at all, Ning An, no matter how you look at it, you are not a good wife."

"Then you're divorced, you sign it! Why are you still refusing to sign it?" Ning An was furious.

"Ning An, you always tell me that you have nothing to do with other men outside. But what is the scene I saw just now? Huh? You are reluctant to part with your male assistant, and you are really a concubine. I mean, it's inspiring."

"Song Shaoyan, have you seen it all? That's just right. I'm having an affair with a man outside. Do you hate me? Can you sign it?"

(End of this chapter)