Cool Husband Love Hunting Program

Chapter 579 [Extra] So I'm Chasing You
Mousse put one hand around her waist, took out the car key and opened the car door, forced her in, and quickly pressed the central lock, restraining her in a small space.

An Zimo started to struggle again, and attacked him while he was getting into the car.

She couldn't use her hands and feet in the car, so she could only use women's unique moves, grabbing his hair, his face, and pushing him out.

Mousse frowned and started to get angry. This woman looks like a lunatic now.

"I warn you, don't force me!" He was in a good mood after kissing her just now, but she unexpectedly...

"I warn you too, don't mess with me!"

After all, Mousse got into the car, she grabbed him and bit him like a savage, his car was in the corner of the parking lot, and half of the people could not be seen in the dark, the revelers in the bar.

It's not time to leave the luxurious life.

She just wanted to call people, but it was as difficult as climbing the sky.

She was terrified of being kissed by him just now, and now that she was locked in the car by him, she was even more terrified. Where would he take her and what would he do to her?
"You scum, you let me out, there are other women in the bar, you go to them, someone will be willing, you let me go, I don't know you at all—"

She was screaming and screaming, trying to make him impatient, disgusted with her, and would let her go.

Mousse was getting impatient, but how could she let her go?
He restrained her two hands with one hand, and pressed the button from nowhere, and her seat tilted backwards.

Shrieking in fright, he threw himself forward and landed on her body, completely restraining her.

"I don't want the women in the bar, so I've taken a fancy to you."

Such a posture made her whole heart lift up, and she was terrified.

"You let me go, I'm not that kind of woman!" There is a kind of woman who is sold, but she is definitely not.

"Well, I know, so I'm chasing you."

"Get lost!" An Zimo couldn't help shouting, if this kind of thing is called chasing women, she will never find a man to chase her in her life!
Mousse narrowed his eyes, and was even more upset by her scolding, his face was still hurting, probably just scratched by her.

(End of this chapter)