After the first movie: the president's husband takes it home

Chapter 598 Whitewashing 17
Song Chujiu's complexion suddenly became ugly.

She distanced herself from him vigilantly: "Who are you?"

"Where's Jiang Chenxi?"

The man in front of him chuckled lightly: "Are you Song Chujiu?"

The vigilance in Song Chujiu's heart deepened, she stared at him coldly: "You know me?"

The man over there locked the door and walked towards her step by step.

There is a DV player in the room.

The DV player is facing the bed, with a red light flashing.

She gasped, her face as cold as frost.

Not right.

So wrong.

Why isn't Jiang Chenxi in the room?
An alarm bell sounded in Song Chujiu's mind, and his whole body tensed like a bow and arrow.

She took a few steps back, and said with a cold face: "Who sent you here, why are you in the room opened by Jiang Chenxi and Wang Jianing."

Her voice was as cold as frost.

When the man in front of him heard her words, he glanced at her.

When she saw Song Chujiu's slender waist, slender legs, and that jade-like face, she immediately became excited.

"You really didn't lie to me, it's really beautiful."

"Don't worry, if you follow me in the future, you won't be wronged. I also have a nickname called Qijiro, haha."

The man in front of him smiled grimly and walked towards her.

Song Chujiu stepped back, and when she saw the teapot on the table, she took it over and said coldly, "You dare to touch me, you won't live until tomorrow."

"Don't you know who I am?:"

After she finished speaking, the man over there laughed ironically: "Who is it?"

"Aren't you just a little star? You're not a lady from a wealthy family. What kind of trouble can a little star cause?"

"My family can be regarded as having a little family background. Although it is not a rich family, it will not treat you badly if you follow me."

After he finished speaking, he rubbed his hands together and ran towards Song Chujiu eagerly.

He grabbed Song Chujiu with one hand, and stretched his other hand towards her slender waist.

But when his hand just touched her, she stared upwards with the toes of her pointed high-heeled shoes, and kicked him from between his legs.

The pointed tip did not hesitate to show any affection.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

A shrill scream sounded.

When she lowered her legs, she could still see a little blood on the pointed end.

The man over there curled up into a shrimp shape, his face was extremely black.

A tall and thick man with a sallow complexion squatted on the ground holding his stomach, his whole face was very ugly.

"You bitch!!"

"You don't eat the toast, you eat the fine wine!!"

"How dare you kick me!"

The man lying on the ground had an incomparably hideous expression, looking at Song Chujiu with the desire to make her cramp.

Song Chujiu glanced at him, and then said lightly: "Are you still talking harshly?"

"Aren't you worried that you won't lift for the rest of your life?"

She took out the knife, stepped on his chest, and sneered: "Who sent you here?"

Her face was very condensed.

The knife in his hand gleamed faintly.

When he saw the knife, the expression of the man below changed instantly.

Fighting with a knife and without a knife is not at the same level.

What's more, now - he felt the piercing pain in his lower body, and he felt regretful in his heart.

Regret that things went wrong, he underestimated this woman too much.

(End of this chapter)