Yue Tingfeng gritted his teeth, listening to these words, it seemed as if she was making money to support him.
The dignified prince of the Yue family has become the pretty boy in her mouth.
Yue Tingfeng said bitterly: "Hey, Yan Qingsi, you can't do this?"
Yan Qingsi tilted her head with a smile on her lips, leaned against him, and said with a smile: "If you don't want the steel, forget it, there's nothing left."
Yue Tingfeng: "You..."
After a while, two words popped out of Yue Tingfeng's mouth: "Get in the car."
He pushed Yan Qingsi into the car, closed the door, started the car, and was about to drive forward, but Yan Qingsi held her down: "Stay back a little."
Yue Tingfeng was stunned and looked at Yan Qingsi suspiciously. He turned around suddenly and saw a car parked behind him.
Yue Tingfeng's eyes cooled down little by little. He realized that when he was with Yan Qingsi, his IQ was really running around all the time, because his energy was always on this woman.
And this woman, her energy will never be given to him alone.
Yue Tingfeng looked at Yan Qingsi coldly: "Ha... use me as a gun."
Yan Qingsi flipped her hair and looked into his eyes: "It's not the first time anyway. You'll get used to it. You don't have to do it. Go tell her that I'm just teasing her with your acting."
Before Yan Qingsi finished speaking, Yue Tingfeng suddenly reversed the car.
How good a person's driving skills are can be seen by looking at the car in reverse. Although Yue Tingfeng has stopped racing for a long time, his skills are not picky.
Yan Qingsi was not wearing a seat belt. She swayed suddenly and her head almost hit the car door.
In a blink of an eye, Yue Tingfeng's car was already side by side with the car behind it, and the windows were down.
Yue Tingfeng looked at Yan Qingsi indifferently.
Yan Qingsi smiled, took out a powder box from her bag, raised her hand and slammed it against the car window next to her.
There was a bang, but there was no response from the car next to me.
Yan Qingsi sneered, she really could bear it.
She picked up a Pixiu ornament in the car and was about to smash it when the car window next to her slowly fell down, revealing Yan Ruke's face as pale as paper.
Yan Qingsi put down the ornaments and smiled sweetly at Yan Ruke: "Sister-in-law, what a coincidence. I just had a phone call in the morning and saw you in the afternoon. We are really destined, don't you think? My dear."
Yan Ruke's eyes were red. She wanted to tear Yan Qingsi alive. How could there be such a bitch like her in this world
Yan Ruke's voice was trembling with hatred: "Yan Qingsi... you bitch, you will not end well..."
Yan Qingsi raised her eyebrows: "But... your man just likes me, a bitch."
She turned around and looked at Yue Tingfeng, whose face was as cold as frost: "Do you think he is my little uncle?"
Yan Qingsi's cry was so graceful and moving, as if it was tied with eighteen knots.
Yue Tingfeng's face became increasingly ugly, and his dark eyes were filled with a biting coldness.
Just when Yan Qingsi thought that Yue Tingfeng would not become a spearman for her, he suddenly pulled Yan Qingsi into his arms. Kiss him hard.
Yue Tingfeng seemed to be venting his anger. The kiss was brutal and there was no tenderness at all.
Yan Qingsi could feel his anger and wished she could swallow her up and chew her up so that she could no longer act like a monster.
Yan Qingsi's lips were burning and painful, but she was very devoted to the performance.
After a long time, Yue Tingfeng let go of Yan Qingsi and pinched her chin: "Little fairy, are you satisfied now?"
Yan Qingsi nodded: "Satisfied, simply... extremely satisfied..."
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Tuhao Yue: Tuhao is in a bad mood right now and wants to sleep with me. Please step aside now!