The Reborn Wife Duofu

Chapter 132 Have you calmed down yet? (four more)
"Songsong, did you sentence me to death without even talking to me?" Because Leng Zhuo was holding a large bouquet of flowers in his hands, Leng Zhuo's execution speed was a bit slower, but luckily Yan Songsong did not do it like yesterday He slipped away quickly, but was still caught by him.

"Is there? I don't understand what you mean by saying that." Yan Songsong didn't show Leng Zhuo any good looks just because Leng Zhuo came to him.

"You misunderstood me." Leng Zhuo continued, he stared closely at Yan Songsong's face, but found that she didn't even want to glance at him.

So he immediately blocked her with his long hand, blocking her from his sight, so that she could only look at him.Perhaps it was Leng Zhuo's good looks and holding such a beautiful bouquet of lilies in his hands that attracted the attention of passers-by.In short, the pair of them stood there, causing many passers-by to watch. "If you don't want to be looked at like an orangutan, please listen to me."

Yan Songsong finally looked at him at this moment.She would like to hear his explanation, to see if a flower can come out of his mouth?
"What did you misunderstand? You are so busy, Mr. Leng, why do you have time to meet me, a little village girl?"

"Look, I didn't misunderstand, but what I said was quite angry. Yesterday, did you see that Qianying and I got out of the car together?"

Hehe, Qianying called it so smoothly.

Nasty!

Yan Songsong looked at Leng Zhuo's face expressionlessly, without speaking.

"She's my sister."

Even my sister made it up, so you continue to make it up.

Yan Songsong only knew that Leng Zhuo had a brother named Leng Sang, but never knew that he had a sister.I don't know if it's the god-sister who came out there, right?Yan Songsong said the word godmother, which made her feel a chill.

Maybe she was thinking too much?

Seeing the disdainful look on Yan Songsong's face, Leng Zhuo suddenly thought to himself, is it because he is too tall that he is lying down while standing.

"She is my cousin. Last time I met her in the ballroom, I didn't tell you. We haven't seen each other for many years."

Yan Songsong knew this, but she didn't know how many times they met.

Seeing that Yan Songsong seemed to be listening to his explanation, he continued: "She is the daughter of my uncle's family. It is not easy for her to be a single woman with a sick daughter. So after I met her, I wanted to help Give her a hand."

Yan Songsong snorted softly, and then said: "Why do you have to explain to me what you did?"

"But you are angry with me. Of course I have to explain to you when you are angry, otherwise your misunderstanding will deepen."

"I'm not angry, I just blame myself for being too low." Yan Songsong thought of how he waved his hands so vigorously when he saw the military vehicle approaching, but he didn't even see it.

Now he came to her again to show courteousness and explain to her.

Did he find it very interesting, just like what happened last time.

Thinking of what happened last time, Yan Songsong couldn't help feeling angry, she didn't even look at Leng Zhuo, and continued to walk forward.

Leng Zhuo grabbed her arm and pulled it into his arms.

"What are you doing?" Yan Songsong just finished speaking.

Then they heard a "hoo!", and a car passed in front of them.

"Looking for death?" The car window was rolled down, revealing a red-faced, wine-nosed, fat man.

But as soon as he came into contact with Leng Zhuo's eyes that could almost freeze people to death instantly, he immediately shut up.

When the car drove by, the strong wind blew the faces of the two of them sorely, and their clothes and hair were blown up.

Seeing the way the car passed by, it was probably only a finger's distance away from Yan Songsong's back.

Just imagine if Leng Zhuo hadn't been quick to pull her into his arms, she might have become a part of the road.

Thinking of this, Yan Songsong couldn't help but jump in fright.

Seeing Leng Zhuo with a sullen face, he said to her: "Remember to look at the road next time when you walk, so as not to implicate me."

It seemed that he was very angry. After finishing speaking, he walked forward and let out a heavy breath.

Wouldn't he be terrified in front of him?

Seeing this, Yan Songsong quickly chased after him, grabbed his arm, and refused to let him go.

Leng Zhuo looked at her, as if a child had acquired a cheap and obedient expression, and couldn't help but itch his teeth with hatred.

Unexpectedly, without knowing it, Yan Songsong stretched out his little finger to poke his chest, as if to test his patience.

"Hey, you're angry, didn't you just see the car coming, right?"

Her fingers were long and slender, slender, and white, poking his chest felt a little numb.

Looking at those wicked little hands and that slightly innocent face, Leng Zhuo wished he could bite down to relieve his anger.

She tilted her head up, and just looked at him like that, with a sly look in her eyes, which seemed to have a little evil in it.As if her trick had succeeded.

At this moment, Leng Zhuo realized that she was teasing him on purpose, this little girl's film, if she doesn't give her some color, she doesn't know what her last name is?

So Leng Zhuo moved her fingers away from his chest.

Yan Songsong didn't expect Leng Zhuo's temperament to be so small, he just played him a little trick, he couldn't help being funny.So she stood there and couldn't help shouting at him: "Hey, don't you want to get my forgiveness? I'll count to three, if you don't turn around, then I really won't forgive you."

"one two Three,"

Until Yan Songsong lengthened his tone, someone still didn't turn around.

So Yan Songsong was also a little disappointed. Unexpectedly, just as she was about to turn around and leave, Leng Zhuo made a 180-degree turn and directly pulled her into his arms, which was frighteningly fast.

Yan Songsong thought another car was coming, and broke out in a cold sweat. When he saw clearly, there was nothing behind.Only then did I see that the flowers were about to be crushed by them.

"Hey, flower, my flower."

"Your flowers? Are you blushing? Obviously I bought them." Hearing Leng Zhuo's slightly joking words, Yan Songsong's small fists went up again, but they were tightly grasped by his pair of big hands.

"I'm going to fight in the future, just come here and use more force." While speaking, Leng Zhuo grabbed Yan Songsong's hand and touched his chest.

That appearance is extremely handsome, but also feels a bit bad boy.

But that look is more sexy than not provocative.

Yan Songsong only felt that even the voice he blew to his ears was somewhat sexy, and her hand that was suddenly grabbed by him felt more numb.

She obviously wanted to molested others, how did she turn into an anti-molestation?
"Okay, I will accompany you." The pink fist turned into an iron fist, Leng Zhuo is not so stupid.

It's just that when he let go of her, his hand slid down, until he held her hand tightly, and refused to let go again.

Seeing that he looks like a child, he must swear his patriarchy. Yan Songsong will not care about her for the time being because he has saved him in front of her.

"Is your anger gone now?" Leng Zhuo seemed to be the roundworm in her stomach, and he knew what was going on in his heart.

(End of this chapter)