Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 102 tit for tat
Under the moonlight, Song Huaijin's tall figure was leaning against the red car body, and the dim light hit him, adding a touch of mystery and sexiness.

As if sensing her gaze, he turned his head slightly and looked at her.

Standing there in a daze for a moment, Qian Mengmeng turned her head and said hastily, "Brother Yu Hui, my thigh is coming for me, just wait."

Yu Hui, who was sitting in the car, heard her talking about her thighs, but she didn't react at first.When he came back to his senses and realized that the so-called thigh was the money owner, Qian Mengmeng had already run away in a hurry.

Investor?Sure enough, there are wretched men bullying her!
Thinking about it this way, Yu Hui couldn't sit still, immediately turned off the engine and got out of the car, striding towards the direction Qian Mengmeng left.

Qian Mengmeng stood in front of Song Huaijin and asked in surprise, "Mr. Song, why are you here?"

However, Song Huaijin didn't answer her, but raised his eyes to look behind her, and narrowed his eyes.

Frowning, Qian Mengmeng turned around and saw Afterglow standing less than one meter behind him.

Yu Hui put his hands in his trouser pockets, stood there with a sullen face, a faint sneer curled up on the corners of his lips.

"Mengmeng, is this your patron?"

As soon as he said this, Qian Mengmeng jumped up like a rabbit, "Oh, I forgot to introduce you."

Song Huaijin: "..."

afterglow:"……"

After all, she didn't seem to notice the smell of gunpowder between Song Huaijin and Yu Hui at all, pointing at Yu Hui and said to Song Huaijin, "Mr. Song, this is Yu Hui."

Raising an eyebrow, Song Huaijin didn't say a word.

Tsk tsk, Mr. Song is really very cold.Licking her lips, Qian Mengmeng carefully pointed at Song Huaijin and introduced to Yu Hui, "Brother Yu Hui, this is Mr. Song."

"Song Huaijin?" Yu Hui raised his eyebrows as if he was asking rhetorically, or talking to himself, and pulled Qian Mengmeng behind him.

This action of his made Song Huaijin's eyes narrow, and a vague displeasure appeared in his pupils.

Qian Mengmeng was ignorant, and asked innocently, "You know, Brother Yuhui."

Yu Hui lowered his head and sneered, and when he raised his face again, his face was full of coldness, "Song Huaijin from SF, who wouldn't know him?"

Facing his hostile tone, Song Huaijin raised his eyelids.

He turned his head slightly, looked at Qian Mengmeng, who was standing behind Yu Hui, who was as docile as a bunny, and said lightly, "Come here."

Without doubting him, Qian Mengmeng was about to step forward, but Yu Hui suddenly stretched out his right arm to block her.

"Why do you let her go, she will go."

Song Huaijin's eyes became darker, and he looked at Yu Hui, "What right do you have to stop her?"

The two looked at each other, and there was a strong smell of gunpowder in their eyes.

Because of the injury, Song Huaijin's head was wrapped with white gauze, and it looked like she had been bullied.

Qian Mengmeng couldn't bear it, she tugged on Yuhui's sleeve, "Brother Yuhui."

Her actions made Yu Hui and Song Huaijin focus on her in an instant.

The eyebrows stretched out, Yu Hui raised his hand and patted Qian Mengmeng's head, "What?"

The interaction between the two of them fell into Song Huaijin's eyes, which made his heart ache and jealousy arose.

Qian Mengmeng: "You go back first, I will call you later."

After the words fell, she lowered her head and walked towards Song Huaijin.

With slightly raised eyebrows, Song Huaijin's complexion softened.

(End of this chapter)