After the first movie: the president's husband takes it home

Chapter 150 I want to bite him to death 2
Song Chujiu was in pain.

She held the seat belt with her hands, stared at Jiang Chenxi in front of her with foxy eyes, gritted her teeth and said, "I think the car is pretty good, I'll sleep here tonight!"

"Mr. Jiang, go to sleep in your hotel, I won't squeeze you in."

The smile on her face was dry, and the fox's eyes were filled with a look of eagerness to strangle him to death.

However... it's useless.

"You come down by yourself or I will carry you down."

Not negotiable!

His slender figure blocked the car door, and there were a few faint smiles on his lips that were almost invisible.

Song Chujiu gritted her teeth angrily, heheed twice, her face was so beautiful.

"Jiang Chenxi, are you short of women? Do you have to let me go to your hotel?"

Jiang Chenxi's body didn't move away at all.

He nodded: "Speaking of which, it's really lacking."

"Why, you want to be my woman?"

Before Song Chujiu could reply, Jiang Chenxi took a look at her, and then said lightly: "The breasts are still big, the waist is still thin, and the legs are long, but I don't know how IQ is."

Song Chujiu gritted her teeth angrily, the smile on her face was bright and cold.

"Then President Jiang, look at me, how is my IQ?"

She was lying there, clutching the seat belt behind her with both hands, not intending to get out of the car.

"I think IQ is not very good."

"It would pull down my genes."

"Not optimal for parenting."

What Jiang Chenxi said was serious.

When Song Chujiu heard these words, she was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

Jiang Chenxi, you fucking!

Her fox eyes were blazing, she turned her head abruptly, and said through gritted teeth: "President Jiang, then you should stop playing with people with low IQ like me, lest your IQ be lowered."

"If it's okay, I'll go back to the hotel."

She saw the paper and pen in Jiang Chenxi's car, took them over, scribbled a few words, and then handed the paper to Jiang Chenxi.

"President Jiang, this is today's gas fee and the money for treating you to dinner. I owe you first, and I will pay you back in two days."

"Now we're clear."

Jiang Chenxi cast a glance, only to see that there were flamboyantly written notes on the note - IOU, Song Chujiu owes Jiang Chenxi 1000 yuan, and it will be repaid on the same day.

Jiang Chenxi raised his eyebrows, folded the IOU and put it in his pocket.

"You still owe me a thank you."

His face was extremely calm, and he turned to look at her. No matter how many times she looked at that face, she could still be amazed from the bottom of her heart.

Song Chujiu turned her head, smiled brightly, but said perfunctorily, "Thank you."

She clapped her hands, unfastened her seat belt and got out of the car, and waved to Jiang Chenxi with a smile: "President Jiang, Sayulala."

She blew him a kiss.

When the rosy lips rose, when he looked at the rosy lips that were about to drip, he suddenly thought of the soft touch when he kissed those lips.

For some unknown reason, a hot feeling suddenly rose in his lower abdomen.

She stood on the ground with bare feet and ragged clothes, but she was still extremely beautiful. The charm and aura emanating from her bones were not much inferior even if she stood beside Jiang Chenxi.

She was about to turn away.

But suddenly, just as she turned around, a faint voice sounded behind her.

"I figured it out, you woman has no conscience."

"I don't even care about thanking you."

(End of this chapter)