Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

Liang Qi's eyes were full of malice, and his evil eyes slowly swept over her white little face.

Song Li's face was slightly stiff, and her eyebrows were tightly screwed together. She felt uncomfortable all over. It was like being stared at by a poisonous snake. She couldn't help being vigilant.

"Little bitch, don't be complacent! One day you will fall into my hands, and then..." Liang Qi secretly hooked his lips, "I'll let you know the end of offending me!"

When he said these words, Liang Qi deliberately lowered his voice, using only the voice he and Song Li could hear.

Song Li raised her eyebrows, a pair of beautiful apricot eyes met the man who made her sick, and her pink lips mocked.

It was a mocking smile, but it fell into Liang Qi's eyes, but it became another taste.

Especially that moist and charming little mouth, like a ripe cherry, can't wait to rush over and bite.

Liang Qi licked his lips, his throat rolled, and his triangular eyes flashed. If he could press the little bitch under his body, it would be very wonderful!

Song Li suddenly smiled, like peach blossoms on the branches in spring.

The next second, I heard a "pa" sound, and a white and greasy little hand fell on Liang Qi's face.

Hot pain!

Liang Qi immediately became angry and stared at Song Li maliciously, "little bitch, you dare to do it here!"

"So what?"

Song Li blinked his eyes, and the corners of his mouth aroused an evil smile, and gently blew the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, her eyes were cold, like a sharp knife shooting at Liang Qi, but her voice was sweet and boring: "little uncle, you should be glad there are no tools next to you, otherwise it would not be as simple as slapping."

Liang Qi covered his cheek with one hand and stared at the girl in front of him. His eyes were full of resentment and anger.

He was threatened by a smelly girl!

Liang Qi's eyes were cold, like an enraged wild wolf. He smiled ferociously, slapped and shouted at the girl's white face.

The next second, Liang Qi only felt that the wrist bone was cracked. The pain made him open his mouth and scream, "ah -"

Song Li raised her eyebrows. There was a chill in her glazed eyes. Her pink lips aroused a playful smile. Her strength in her hands gradually tightened and looked cruelly at the pale man in front of her.

"You, you let go!"

Liang Qi's forehead began to sweat, and the severe pain made him want to faint.

Then, only a "click" sound was heard, and the green veins on Liang Qi's forehead burst. The scar was instantly ferocious, like a slowly crawling worm lying on his stomach.

Song Li seemed not to see it and wiped his fingers in disgust.

"Song Li, you, you..."

Liang Qi's wrist drooped at an incredible angle. He stared at the girl in front of him in horror and anger. Then he remembered that none of them was her opponent.

Slightly raised his white little face, Song Li raised his eyebrows, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was cold and ironic.

But there is no guilt or regret.

Bearing the severe pain, Liang Qi held his broken wrist and said with gnashing teeth, "OK, very good! I want to see how you get out of here tonight!"

"Then don't bother you."

"Song Li, stay on the front line and meet each other in the future!"

"Slow down, I can't see you."

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When Song Li finished taking notes, she was driven to the corner of the wall by the police on duty. She was clearly self-defense, but the police looked at her just now... It was like looking at the suspect.