Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 276
No, not drunk...

Of course she wasn't drunk. All the drunk behaviors just now were staged to avoid Liu Teng's intoxication.

Qian Mengmeng didn't understand what Song Huaijin meant, so she blinked her eyes in confusion, looking pure and innocent.

Song Huaijin's eyes darkened in an instant, and his eyes were full of overwhelming waves.

He stretched out his hand, clamped her arm, turned around and strode out.

He was tall, with long legs, and his steps were so fast, Qian Mengmeng staggered for a few steps before recovering his senses and trotting to keep up.

"Big, Song, Mr. Song..." she called out in a low voice.

no respond.

Pei Hang walked towards him, and suddenly saw Song Huaijin with a gloomy face and Liu Teng lying on the ground, and was stunned for a moment.

"Song..."

"stop!"

Before he could ask in the future, Liu Teng yelled.

Song Huaijin narrowed his eyes and kept walking when he heard the sound, and at the same time Pei Hang frowned and looked, he ordered, "Go and drive."

In this way, it seemed that Liu Teng was like air at all.

Pei Hang had rarely seen Song Huaijin like this, and he was quite shocked, but he still rushed forward quickly.

Liu Teng didn't expect that he would be ignored like this, and said angrily, "Do you know who I am? You offended me, and you want to hang out in City A!"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Song Huaijin looking at him fiercely with killing intent.

The powerful aura emanating from him made Liu Teng suffocate for a while, and his breathing was slightly difficult.

After such a brief pause, Song Huaijin took Qian Mengmeng into the elevator.

Not long after, when Song Huaijin led Qian Mengmeng to the car, Pei Hang was already waiting there.

Opening the car door and pushing Qian Mengmeng in, Song Huaijin said to Pei Hang, "Keep it" and stepped up.

With a bang, the car door closed and locked.

The noise outside was blocked for a moment.

The inside of the car and the outside of the car are like two worlds.

Qian Mengmeng straightened up from the back seat, and before she had time to figure out what was going on, she saw Song Huaijin bullying her.

With one hand propped on the leather cushion beside her head, he stared at her closely without blinking.

"Song, Mr. Song." Her heart was beating so fast that Qian Mengmeng didn't dare to breathe.

Brother, what's the matter?
"Mengmeng." Song Huaijin said, with a hint of anger in his deep voice, "Are you just humiliating yourself like this?"

Make, practice yourself?

"I……"

"If you say you're not good enough for me, then those trash have the right to touch you?" At this point, he almost gritted his teeth.

No, it's not... She never thought about it that way!
Qian Mengmeng opened her mouth and was about to refute, but only heard Song Huaijin say, "Then treat me like trash..."

The voice fell, and his lips sealed hers.

Familiar feeling came over, the scorching breath carried the overwhelming yearning, jealousy, and guilt, conveyed one by one through the entangled tongue and domineering kiss.

The heavy and strong emotions weighed down Qian Mengmeng's heart.

Just, just for a while.

Let me be greedy for a little while.

The moment she thought of this, Qian Mengmeng followed her instinct and responded to the burning kiss.

Outside the car, the hustle and bustle remained.

Inside the car, ambiguous gasps filled the air.

(End of this chapter)