Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

  Chapter 12 The Overbearing President’s Little Wildcat (11)

  The two old men saw that Qin Yu was indeed good character and outstanding, so they finally agreed to their daughter and booked her the marriage.

  I never thought that their so precious daughter would have such a tragic ending.

  Su Qiao recalled the warm relationship with the two old people in his mind, only to feel uncomfortable in his heart, and even his eyes were sour.

  She bit her lower lip, and forcibly suppressed the pain and regret in her heart.

  She will definitely avenge the two old men.

In the original world, her parents were killed by mysterious people when she was five years old, and all the elders and villagers in the village were slaughtered. She didn't have time to help them avenge their blood and hatred, so let's avenge the parents of this world now. .

   Seeing her pale, Qin Mohan frowned, biting her lower lip, "What? It hurts?"

   A breath of heat hit her ears, Su Qiao couldn't help but shrink her neck, and shook her head quickly.

I didn’t care that she was drunk all over her body, and put her arms around her slightly tightly. Qin Mohan lowered his head slightly and tried to coax people for the first time: "The car has arrived. I will send you to the hospital immediately. ,Ok?"

"it is good."

  Looking at the handsome face in front of him, Su Qiao suddenly felt uncomfortable.

  Fortunately, it is night, and she hasn't had much expression, only her ears are slightly flushed.

  Qin Mohan's gaze glided across her white face and landed on the tips of her white ears that were smudged like a peach blossom, suddenly feeling very interesting.

  Is this shy?

  This little thing is not as calm as it seems.

   Afraid of him asking anything, Su Qiao simply closed her eyes and pretended to rest.

  Unfortunately, her pretentious calmness made Qin Mohan's lips curled up instead.

   Feeling the sight hovering on his face, Su Qiao was a little annoyed and his body was a little stiff.

  Who the **** is this, staring at her, can you see that the flower is not made?

  Ahong jumped out of the car, looked at the tall figure holding the person in his arms, and had reached the front of the car. He was stunned for a while, and did not respond for a long time.

  This is his president?

  The president who hates that all creatures get too close?

  Couldn't it be the sun coming out from the west, right?

  Or is he dreaming?

   "What are you in a daze?"

  Lin Shen bumped his shoulder, knocked him away, stretched out his hand to open the door of the passenger seat, and looked at Qin Mohan: “President, it’s better to put her in...”

  In the passenger seat, right?

  Before he finished speaking, he saw that his president had already sat in the back seat with someone in his arms.

  Not only that, after sitting down, he didn't put the person down, and directly put the person on his slender and powerful legs.

   "Brother, am I dreaming?"

  A Hong, who had just eased a little, immediately dropped his jaw again.

  His eyes were still in the car, and he patted Lin Shen's shoulder unconsciously.

  Lin took a deep breath: "Pinch your thighs yourself and you will know if you are dreaming."

  Qin Mohan glanced coldly at the sight of the two still at the front of the car.

  Lin Shen hurriedly opened the driver's door and climbed up.

   "Go to the city hospital."

  The words fell, Qin Mohan lowered his head and glanced at the person in his arms, then raised his head and glanced at Lin Shen: "Hurry up."

"Yes."

  Lin knew his temper well and drove quickly, but he couldn't help but look at the little girl in the arms of his president through the rearview mirror.

  His president is weird today, how do you feel that this little girl is more weird?

   was able to lie comfortably in the arms of a strange man, with a calm expression on his face.

  Furthermore, the president's face is good-looking, but it is also a little frighteningly cold.

  In recent years, I don’t know how many men and women have been frightened by the cold face of his president.

  Why is this little girl completely unconscious?

  (End of this chapter)