Transmigrated Female Support: Male God, Addicted to Teasing

Anyway, falling in love is secondary, and doing the task to earn enough exchange points to go home is serious.

Su Kui walked simply, leaving Song Cheng looking at the empty palm for a long while.

Seeing that Su Kui had come to the side of the road, he raised his hand and recruited a taxi, and he would soon leave his sight.

In a hurry, the words blurted out, "Wan Wan, I like you, will you give me another chance?"

After talking, Song City was stunned.

do you like it?

With mixed feelings in his heart, Song Cheng stared closely at the slender woman who had not turned back after he said this.

What is her attitude? What reaction? Will he disdain his showing of love, or repay him with his own way, stepping his heart on the soles of his feet in revenge?

Just a few tens of seconds, but as long as a lifetime--

Even if he sits in the world's business center and negotiates with several business crocodiles, he can still keep his brain sane, calm and calm, and cooperate with him without the smoke of smoke but more like a commercial war.

But now, he is nervous.

He was very afraid that Su Kui really sat on the taxi and walked away, and then disappeared into his world. How should he leave him alone to solve the day and night thoughts like bone gangrene?

fortunately--

She didn't, and she saw what she said to the taxi driver, who murmured with a black face and stepped on the accelerator.

Looking back, Su Kui tickled his index finger at him, "Come here."

Surrounded by a building made of countless concrete and steel bars, behind it is a cold and pale hospital. The sun above the head is warm, splitting the cracks in the heart of the haze, and the soul has to be released.

He seemed to be enchanted and walked to Su Kui step by step.

Tall and lean, the model-like figure is wrapped in a pure black hand-made suit, the knife-like facial features are beautiful and beautiful, with a noble and magnificent appearance, like a god.

The little wristband put on his neck, pulled him down, and his red lips came close to his ears, breathing like blue: "This is the only time, it is not an example-"

The words did not fall, the red lips and breath were plundered by bullying, a pair of big palms tightly wrapped around her thin waist, pressing her against a broad and hot chest.

The woman's small face slightly tilted up, the man's head dropped, both were unwilling to show weakness, evenly matched, lips and tongue swept between the teeth, the golden sunlight penetrated through the gap between the two close to each other, a pair of beautiful couples.

The city is bustling, bustling with cars, cars rushing by in a hurry can't disturb the hazy air floating around them.

It wasn't until the faint rust smell between their lips and teeth that it was difficult to separate the tightly-closed lips, and a piece of ambiguous silver wire broke with the action.

Forehead rested against her gasp, "I swear!"

If next time, I am guilty!

On the streets where people are coming and going, they are so affectionate and hard to kiss that they can't be separated without blushing, I'm afraid there aren't many?

It is a pity that Su Kui and Song Cheng are even a pair.

No more abuse of the dog, let the natural reconciliation go, Song Cheng first drove the door for Su Kuila, took her to sit and fasten her seat belt, before going back to the cab and driving Bentley to the Dongshan villa where he lived .

Holding the steering wheel with one hand, the other hand grabbing Su Kui's small hand without pinpointing and squeezing and kneading, from time to time also have to gather between the lips and teeth to bite a few times, bringing an electric current.

Su Kui struggled to no avail several times and simply went with him.

The memory finally coincided with the pattern of getting along with the previous life, and the sticky man came back--