Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

Song Chuwei's small face, which was as big as a palm, became red and swollen with the naked eye.

She covered her cheeks with her hands, and her tearful eyes opened wide. She was wronged and stared at Song Li in horror. Song Chu Wei never dreamed that song Li would really hit her.

Moreover, the man is still sitting in the car. He must have seen it clearly just now. She is not afraid

As soon as song Li looked up, she saw a pair of watery eyes. She sniffed and scolded coldly, "what are you staring at? If you stare again, I'll dig out your eyes!"

He also made a "dig" gesture.

Song Chu was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head, turned pale, but his heart was full of resentment.

She is so big that no one has ever beaten her. She has always been held in the palm of Liang Rong's hand, but now, the bitch Song Li slapped her. She can't swallow it anyway.

Seeing the wronged appearance of Wei Wei in the early Song Dynasty, Song Li wanted to slap her again.

"Go away! Waiting for someone to keep you for dinner?"

"It seems to rain. I, can I go in and hide from the rain and let the driver pick me up later?"

The early Song Dynasty looked at Song Li timidly.

She was unwilling. She didn't know if there was a second chance. She didn't want to miss it.

She is so much better than Song Li's bitch that this man has no reason not to like her.

Song Li really wanted to spit on her face. A pair of beautiful star eyes narrowed slightly. I've seen shameless people. I've never seen such shameless people!

Sure enough, people are invincible when they are cheap.

She raised her lips in an evil spirit and asked with a smile: "Song Chuwei, do you think this slap just now is not enough?"

"No, don't hit me..."

Song Chuwei shouted in horror. His eyes flashed quickly. He turned and rushed towards the black alpha, lying on the door with his hands, "Bo Shao, please help me! Please, my sister..."

Before she finished speaking, the window slowly fell down, a handsome face and a pair of dark eyes.

Against the light, he broke into the vision of Wei in the early Song Dynasty without warning.

Her breath stagnated, as if she had a strong hand tightly around her white swan neck.

"Get out!"

The low and cold voice seemed to explode in the early Song Dynasty with the force of thunder.

Song Chuwei's face was instantly pale. She bit her lower lip with red eyes and looked helplessly and hopelessly at the man in front of her, "Bo Shao, you, why are you..."

"What are you doing? Get in the car and go home!"

Bo Hanchi didn't look at Song Chuwei much. His eyes crossed her and fell on the girl not far away.

Go home? Song Li was stunned for a moment, and a warm feeling poured out from the bottom of his heart.

She nodded heavily, raised her lips happily, and a smile almost overflowed from her eyes.

"By the way, song Chuwei, if you don't roll again, you will soon become a drowned chicken."

It was already dark. I don't know when, a large black cloud shrouded over my head, like a large mass of cotton filled with ink.

If you squeeze it gently, it will rain cats and dogs.

After putting down his words, Song Li turned and got into the car. It was as if the fierce girl just now was not her.

"Does the palm still hurt?"

A dull and sexy voice immediately fainted on her auricle.

Song Li was stunned. A pair of beautiful apricot eyes blinked suspiciously and secretly looked at the man around him.