Encountered Uncle Se's ex-husband came to find fault

If Han Yixing knew what was going on in his heart at this moment, she would probably jump in anger again. In fact, the anger in her heart is also spreading now.

After reacting, she immediately left him and took a few steps back, shaking off his hand on her waist.

"Meng Beichen, I told you I'm going to change this outfit, do you want to see me fall in front of you on purpose?" She almost fell twice, and she was sure that if there was a third time, she would Definitely can't get up on the ground.

"Don't forget who gave you a hand just now? Do you want to quarrel with me on the street now?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, took two steps forward, put his hands on her waist again, and led her towards her go outside.

With a little force, a silent warning, but all his women will know that this is the last limit of his temper. [

But Han Yixing was obviously not. She used to be a good-tempered girl, she would only get very angry when something extraordinary happened, but when she met Meng Beichen, she was always on the verge of anger.

"Let go, I'll go by myself."

"Will you?" He teased her lightly, this time he won't let her go according to her wishes, he has been here for so long, he doesn't want to sit on the sculpture on the road all the time.

Although he knew that Fishero would deal with possible sneak photographers, he still didn't want to argue with her on the street.

Han Yixing blushed and had a thick neck. Seeing his car not far away, she gritted her teeth and endured it. Otherwise, if she walked there by herself, both of her feet would be crippled.

The little sparrow suddenly became quiet, and he couldn't help but glanced at her sideways. She seemed to be trying to balance the instability of her feet, with her head slightly lowered and her short hair spread out. He could see her naked, a large piece of clean scruff.

The little hand unconsciously grasped the hem of his clothes, fearing that there would be a third big wrestling.

Meng Beichen smiled slightly, and pressed the remote control lock in his hand, and it was obvious that she was relieved.

Almost impatient to climb into the car, she immediately took off her high heels and rubbed her feet in excruciating pain. If it wasn't for the really, really beautiful shoes, she really wanted to throw them out.

Seeing that he was sitting in the driver's seat, she immediately turned her face and said, "Don't drive yet, let's make it clear."