Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 337 Do You Want To Die?
In Song Huaijin's villa, after scanning the document carefully again, her eyes darkened.

He took out his mobile phone, regardless of whether it was one o'clock in the middle of the night, and immediately dialed a number.

After ringing for a long time, the person on the other end of the phone finally picked up, with a hoarse voice in the midst of something, "Cousin, what's the matter?"

Yes, the person Song Huaijin was looking for in the middle of the night was his incompetent cousin Su Yunzhou.

With half-closed eyes, he said, "I'll give you 5 minutes, and call me when you're done."

After the voice fell, Song Huaijin hung up the phone.

Five minutes later, the phone rang.

When the phone was connected, Su Yunzhou's reassuring voice sounded, "Cousin, what happened?"

"Song Qian, do you still have contact with her?" Song Huaijin asked.

In the middle of the night, my cold-faced cousin who looked like a grandfather called me, and the question was not about business, but a woman.

Su Yunzhou, who has been under the pressure of Song Huaijin all the year round, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed maliciously, "Cousin, have you taken a fancy to her? Let me tell you, I've fucked her a few times, and she's not good at being coquettish, but It's exciting."

Song Huaijin didn't reply, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little strange.

Su Yunzhou blinked, thinking, isn't my cousin looking for a woman?

Impossible, asking a woman about something in the middle of the night...

After thinking for a while, Su Yunzhou said again, "Do you think she is Xu Zhe's woman? It's not easy to deal with? It's okay, cousin, I don't know how many times she has cheated outside. The typical one is to give whoever benefits. shit."

"Oh?" Song Huaijin responded this time.

"Really, last time she begged me to fuck her like a bitch in order to be in the same frame as you. At that time, my buddy and I..." The more I talked, the more itchy Su Yunzhou felt. The anger that went down came up again.

"Yunzhou." Song Huaijin interrupted suddenly.

"Ah?" Su Yunzhou asked stupidly.

"What do you know about those photos?"

Su Yunzhou was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "I have that photo, wow, it's amazing, [-]P! That woman is really good, I'll send it to you later."

Song Huaijin twitched the corners of her mouth and raised her eyelids, "Du Juan is asleep?"

"Who knows her." Su Yunzhou replied in disgust, "Missy is spoiled and annoying all day long, and she looks like a wooden chicken on the bed. She has no meaning at all."

"Oh, so you're not home?"

"Yeah, I lied to her that I was on a business trip." Su Yunzhou laughed, and suddenly remembered something, and quickly asked Song Huaijin, "You girl, play with me when you get tired, it looks very cute Pure, it must be exciting to do it.”

On the other end of the call, there was another strange silence.

But this time, Su Yunzhou obviously felt a slight difference. In the winter, in a well-heated room, he felt goosebumps all over his body.

"Yunzhou." Song Huaijin's voice sounded again, "Do you want to fuck her?"

Su Yunzhou swallowed, and didn't dare to answer for a while.

"Oh." With a cold snort, Song Huaijin said coldly, "Let me know that you have such thoughts in the future, even if uncle and grandpa protect you, you will go abroad for me!"

The voice fell and the call was cut off.

Hearing the beeping sound in the receiver, Su Yunzhou burst into a cold sweat.

Cousin, he...is he really playing with that female artist?

(End of this chapter)