Sweetheart,Come Back!

"Ah, I said an Yin, why are you so hard to do? I've been chasing you for three years, and I haven't got a fart. What do you mean? Holy? Who believes? Anyway, I don't believe it. Anyin, listen to me. I don't brag. I'm very good at technique. In our circle, no one is better than me. You're following me. You're absolutely comfortable. Don't believe it? I don't believe it. I'll take it

"You're crazy! Try your sister An Yin was furious, "let me go."

"Good, don't make trouble."

Anyin's strength is small and she can't get rid of it. But like a little wild cat, Luo Junchen is afraid to hurt her and dare not exert too much force. She can't be helped for a moment.

All of a sudden, a strong light came on, shaking people's eyes.

Luo Junchen raised his hand to cover his eyes and turned to look.

The light is too strong, I can't see what the car is. I only see someone push the door and get out of the car. It's very tall.

"Let go of her." His voice was low and his tone was light, but he had an irresistible deterrent.

Luo Junchen is not bad at ordinary times. He is just a dandy. After drinking too much wine today, he is full of nonsense, which is not a thing.

But as a man, he can't really treat anyin.

Although an Yin is angry, she is not afraid.

But see that figure, but the body is instantly stiff.

The lights go out, the man is tall and tall, with one hand in his trouser pocket, his eyes are cold and sharp, and he stands at will. His aura is strong to the extreme.

Drunk eyes are flower, by the car headlight flash, more can not see people.

Three years later, he caught an Yin's hand for the first time. Luo Junchen was excited and interrupted by others. He was furious and arrogant, "who are you? You dare to meddle with your girlfriend. Go away

The man stopped in front of them, he looked at Luo Junchen, quiet for a few seconds, the corners of his mouth slightly warped, hook out the half flavor to play the smile, repeated those three words, "girlfriend?"

"What?" Luo Junchen arrogantly raises chin, "do you this grandson have an opinion?"

Scold Qin Jian's grandson?

This guy is dying.

An Yin scalp a tight, strong pull hand, but Luo Junchen but dead drag her not to put, an Yin bow in his hand bite.

"Ah -" Luo Junchen let go of the pain and put his hand close to his eyes. After staring at it for a long time, he could see clearly the bite mark, "the skin is broken..."

He was bitten, but not angry, giggled, "baby, I like your ruthless force..."

Luo Junchen says a word, stretch out a hand to pull to be about to run away of an Yin, a hand horizontal comes over.

There was a slap.

"Oh. ——”

LUO Junchen was twisted with one arm backward and pressed on the roof of the car.

His face pressed on the car, his face was squeezed into a shape, and the image of a rich young master usually disappeared.

Luo Junchen's driver saw that the young master had been beaten, so he got down in a hurry and saw the man pressing the young master. His face changed and he retreated to one side and did not dare to go forward.

"Girlfriend? Baby? " Qin Jian repeated Luo Junchen's words.

"Who do you dare to hit me? Let me go, or..." Luo Junchen only 19, it is the age of madness, was subdued, still not willing to be honest.

Qin Jian hands on force, "otherwise how?"

Luo Junchen was crying with pain. The hand that could move patted the roof of the car, "the hand is going to break. It's painful and painful..."

"Third young master, forget it." Anyin and Luo Junchen are in the same class. They don't see each other when they bow their heads. They look up to see each other. They are afraid that Qin Jian will hurt them. Later, they are embarrassed to meet each other and pull the sleeve of Laqin Jian.