Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 92 No Choice
Seeing her crooked eyebrows and slender legs unconsciously shaking when she smiled, Song Huaijin couldn't help feeling sick.

"What about Afterglow?" After a while, he couldn't help asking the taboo name.

"Brother Yu Hui, of course Brother Yu Hui is handsome, but he is different from them." Qian Mengmeng took his words naturally.

After she finished speaking, she suddenly realized, Mr. Song, how could he know Yu Hui? !

Qian Mengmeng's eyes widened, and she looked at Song Huaijin in horror, "You, are you investigating me?"

When she said the three words different, Song Huaijin's heart sank.

Sure enough, Yu Hui was different from others for her.

Even though he had long been prepared to face this reality, but hearing her speak out in person, Song Huaijin had a special feeling in his heart.

Seeing that he was so sullen and silent, Qian Mengmeng was a little scared.

But she couldn't help but continued, "How can you investigate me, why are you investigating me?"

After she finished speaking, Song Huaijin suddenly looked at her, with a deep meaning she couldn't understand in her dark and deep pupils.

Frowning slightly, the corners of his lips curled slightly, he snorted slightly, "Why do you think I should investigate you?"

For, why?
Under his aggressive gaze, Qian Mengmeng couldn't help swallowing, and sat a little outside.

As for Song Huaijin, after saying the words with unclear meaning, she turned her head out of the window without saying a word.

The silent and awkward atmosphere was maintained until Qian Mengmeng got off the car.

Standing outside the car, she looked down at Song Huaijin who was sitting in the car uneasily, and finally couldn't help explaining to him, "Mr. Song, you are a good person and have helped me a lot..."

"Don't send me a good person card."

She was only halfway through when she was interrupted by Song Huaijin's cold voice.

Qian Mengmeng pursed her lips and clung to the straps of her backpack with her hands, not knowing what to do for a while.

She knew he was very unhappy, but she didn't understand why he was unhappy.

Song Huaijin turned her head and saw her standing there with her head down, aggrieved and scared.

He sighed softly from the bottom of his heart, and when he spoke again, his tone was subconsciously softer, "Qian Mengmeng, haven't you thought about why I should help you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Mengmeng raised her head, blinking her big puzzled eyes and asked, "Why?"

Song Huaijin didn't speak, but looked at her quietly with her eyebrows raised.

why?Is there anything worthy of his attention to her, he can't, he really likes her body, right?
How is this possible? I have known him for so long, and he has never treated her lightly!
Just thinking about it, the memory of the villa buried deep in her mind suddenly popped out of Qian Mengmeng's mind.

She staggered, stepped back slightly, and panicked, "I said I don't hug my thighs!"

Her half-step back caused Song Huaijin, who had been staring at her, to suddenly feel bitter. He twitched the corners of his mouth, and he said the truth in a deep voice, "Either I or Xu Zhe, you have no choice."

"You..." It can't be like this.

Qian Mengmeng did not say the latter words.

Because Song Huaijin preemptively added, "Why, you still expect Yu Hui to protect you?"

"What, what do you mean?"

"As long as I think about it, crushing him to death is like crushing an ant."

"You bastard!" Qian Mengmeng's eyes turned red instantly, "You are not allowed to hurt my brother Yu Hui!"

Sneering, and looking at her again, Song Huaijin's eyes turned dark, "Think about it, Qian Mengmeng."

After the words fell, he raised the car window, shutting out her astonishment and her tears.

The car drove out slowly, Song Huaijin closed her eyes, and bit her back teeth hard.

What the hell did he say!
(End of this chapter)