President's Runaway Lover

The narrow carriage was quiet and depressed.

Si Nanyuan's eyes were unbelievably locked on the pretty face of the woman in front of him, his thin lips closed tightly, and his face was livid.

His eyes were as black as a cloud of ink that couldn't be opened. No matter how wide his heart was, he couldn't hang on his face.

"Uncle nine. Stop! " Si Nanyuan's voice was gloomy and indifferent, and ordered word by word.

Uncle Jiu's driving body trembled, and quickly pulled the car aside.

Si Nanyuan's temple jumped with anger. A pair of hands also restrained and forbeared until the veins burst, and the voice was as cold as the quenched ice. With a strong anger: "get down!"

To tell the truth, Lu Jingxiao also played drums in her heart. After all, she also played for the first time. The little heart was really flustered. She was really afraid that the pervert Si Nanyuan would lock her up or something

So she actually slowed down the reflection arc by half a beat -- some stunned were digesting what he said.

Get off? Did you call her? She thought bitterly -- what a treat!

So when Lu Jingxiao reacted, he didn't even take another look at Si Nanyuan. He opened the door, straightened his back and got out of the car. Even the action of closing the door restored its usual elegance and calmness. It's different from the impulse to slam the door just now.

The remaining light in the corner of sinanyuan's eye caught sight of the damned woman walking not far away with her back to the car and looking calm to stop a taxi. The temple that has been jumping suddenly became silent and changed into liver pain!

But the ninth uncle did not worry about his master's seriously injured and fragile self-esteem. Unexpectedly, he opened his mouth full of worry and said, "Sir, it's not good for us to put Miss Lu here like this? I just watched the news last night. The taxis are in a mess now. They're special

Carrying a single girl late at night to bully and rob -- "

Sinanyuan's handsome eyebrows jumped again, and then he thought of something. A hard pile of words: "even I dare to fight, who can bully her?"

Uncle Jiu recognized the awkward meaning of this sentence. I said in silence -- just be happy.

The car has just started. The awkward person said again indifferently, "Smith. Write down the license plate of that car. "

Si Mo: "..." boss. Your happiness is everything.

Sinanyuan was speechless all the way. The whole person was on the verge of explosion. His resentment was unbearable. No one handed a bath towel when taking a bath, no one flirted when wearing clothes, no one picked vegetables when eating supper, and no one held it when sleeping

Nima's heart was as empty as a bottomless pit, and the wind was blowing.

Is he going to live like this every day in the future? I feel loveless when I think about it.

Si Nanyuan rubbed his hair angrily and read in his heart like a resentful woman.

In fact, Lu Jingxiao's heartless girl is not unreasonable. He knows that he is really too selfish.

She has no obligation to be wronged like this.

Then let her live out for a month?

Thirty days a month? No, it's too long

A week. There are seven days in a week. It's only one day now

Sinanyuan was having a bad idea when the door of the room rang.

Si Mo's rigid voice had no temperature: "Si Ge, Miss Yang's phone."

Sinanyuan's originally frowned Yingting eyebrows grew deeper. He tied the belt of his loose bathrobe, went forward to open the door and took the work cell phone in Simao's hand.

"Hello." His voice was hard, with a sense of alienation.

"Nanyuan --" Yang qianmei's voice was obviously not so normal and said intermittently, "come and pick me up --"

Sinanyuan tightened his eyebrows, as if it was the limit of patience. Even Sima was tired of watching him.

"Where is it?" His voice was rigid and indifferent, which was quite different from the way he coaxed Lu Jingxiao.

Over there, Yang qianmei vaguely reported a place name. Si Nanyuan listened patiently, replied only a good word simply and clearly, and hung up the phone without saying anything.

He glanced at Si Mo casually and stared at him in a faint voice: "what are you doing? Go drive. "

Before SMER could react, he had slammed the door and should have changed his clothes.

One night, when the angry lover slammed the door twice in a row, SMER touched his nose and silently asked for the shadow area of his heart.

The place where Yang qianmei is located is the magnificent club where Si Nanyuan left just now. With a cold face, he pushed the door of Yang qianmei's box. The originally noisy box suddenly quieted down, which is quite like a king's presence at the scene.

After all, it is said that this commercial genius Si Nanyuan is too low-key. It is not easy to meet him.

Besides, Yang qianmei is still in college at such an age. She is a student. Naturally, her curiosity should be stronger.

With his amazing memory, Si Nanyuan found out his fiancee from the crowd who he had only seen several times. He walked up to her with a cold face and taught her in a sexy and stereotyped voice: "drink so much wine?"