It makes sense to grab a marriage: don't mess with the savage wife

Chapter 37

What Yu Chiguang snatched over was a BJ Hyundai, which was naturally far behind the Maybach, but that man seemed to be on par with her, and his speed was getting faster and faster!

Yu Chiguang's eyes turned red, and he didn't know how long he had been driving. At a corner with few people, the Maybach slowed down. When the distance between the two cars was less than 300 meters, Yu Chiguang stepped on the accelerator and hit the car directly. go up.

"Bang!" After a loud noise, the world was silent.

Yu Chiguang sat in the car, his scalp numb from the sound, and soon the car door was opened, and Song Qingyi's anxious voice sounded beside his ear: "Yuyu, Yuyu, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Chiguang turned his head and glanced at him, raised his eyebrows, and glared at him: "Finally you are willing to stop, right? Your uncle, you dare to leave me behind!" The more she spoke, the angrier she became, and she directly waved her hand up to his chin punched.

Song Qing passed her fist with a light tilt of his head, and Yu Chiguang became even angrier: "How dare you hide!"

Song Qing was relieved to see her look so energetic, but then he raised his eyes a little: "Your forehead..."

"What's wrong with my forehead?" Yu Chiguang asked back, then stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and then held it in front of his eyes, his voice trembling suddenly: "Blood, blood..." Then he fainted dish.

Yu Chiguang has been dizzy with blood since he was a child, except for his aunt, it was an accident...

Song Qingyi carried her out and looked at the situation of the two cars. The BJ Hyundai was basically scrapped, and the Maybach was not a big problem, but he didn't bother to repair it, so he had to buy a new one.

When Yu Chiguang woke up, it was already dusk. The afterglow of the setting sun came in through the large French windows in the bedroom, and the man sitting beside him looked mysterious and elegant. Back to the villa.

Hearing the slight noise beside him, Song Qingyi stopped typing his fingers on the keyboard, turned his head to look at Yu Chiguang with wide-open black eyes, his voice was low and hoarse as he had not spoken for a long time: "Wake up!" gone?"

"Yeah." Yu Chiguang blinked his eyes in response.

Song Qing paused for a few seconds with the gaze she was about to retract. She was the most docile and cutest when she woke up.

"Do you want to hit her with a car next time?" Song Qingyi looked at her coldly.

Speaking of this matter, Yu Chiguang became angry, and sat up from the bed in a 'swipe': "How dare you say, your uncle dares to abandon me!"

"En." Song Qing replied in an unclear manner, then turned his head and continued typing on the laptop.

Being ignored is unbearable, Yu Chiguang kicked him directly under the quilt: "Get out!"

The bed was too big, even though Song Qingyi was kicked out of the bed a little, he was not kicked under the bed.

Song Qing froze his hands, pushed the notebook away, and looked at Yu Chiguang with a dark face: "Kick me again!"

"Don't try, I'll kick right now!" Yu Chiguang raised his chin and looked at him with a picky shirt, and kicked him as he said, which really kicked him to the ground.

Song Qingyi sat on the ground and was stunned for a while, she really dared to!
"Ah." Yu Chiguang whispered, she didn't expect to be kicked under the bed by her, not to mention, Song Qing sitting on the floor in home clothes is cute enough Ah, how can there be such a cool look like President Song on weekdays.

(End of this chapter)