Dear Mr. Shi

If it is her fault that she likes to keep away from the cold, and she must bear all this, then what about Song Qinghuan? She also likes time to keep out the cold, so should she also suffer the loss of something most precious.

Seeing that she was silent, Song Qinghuan wanted to turn around and leave, but Zhang Jie grabbed the arm again.

"What do you want?" Song Qinghuan turned around and stared at her, gasping for breath: "Do you want to do something to a pregnant woman?"

The people around couldn't stand it anymore. A woman stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Jie's arm, and then pulled it away fiercely.

"Who told me to be nosy!" Zhang Jie's face was stern, and a pair of eyes stared at the woman aggressively.

But after she met the woman's cold and enchanting gaze, she felt like a cold wind penetrated her back into her back, bringing up bursts of biting cold.

"You intervene in the feelings between other people's husbands and wives, and pestering a pregnant woman is enough to make people sick, and you are still violent to a pregnant woman, why do you still have a face to roar now!" The woman said coldly, and pushed Zhang Jie away.

No matter her appearance or temperament, she is inferior to Zhang Jie. No, Zhang Jie can't compare with her. She has a pretty face and a very cold tone, but she exudes a seductive charm. , The sound is very nice.

After the woman finished speaking, people around her cursed at Zhang Jie: "Yes, it's really embarrassing to the woman."

"Bitch girl, get out of here!"

"If you don't go away, you will call the police!"

"It's shameless enough, how can it be so disgusting! Go away, go away!

The surrounding voices were higher than the waves, and the anger in Zhang Jie's heart was also higher and higher, and his chest became more and more panicked.

Why is she the one who was injured, but these people have to help Song Qinghuan, just because Song Qinghuan is pregnant?

Zhang Jie's eyes changed abruptly, and she shot a sharp cold light at the woman, "Who are you? What does it matter to you?"

"I'm just a passerby, but I can hear your conversations clearly. The passerby doesn't comment on who is and who is not me in emotional matters, but no matter what happens between you, you shouldn't be rough with a pregnant woman. The pregnant woman is the biggest , Don't you have common sense?" The woman whispered softly, but every word was full of curious oppression.

The oppressive Zhang Jie felt a little difficulty breathing.

She stared at the woman with wide eyes, her face was as ugly as a dead person, and her eyes were as dark and terrifying as the devil.

However, the woman raised her hand lazily, arbitrarily spreading the hair on the front of her forehead, her small movements were dazzling and enchanting and beautiful, and she looked at Zhang Jie's gaze, just like the feeling she gave, clearly soft and charming. , But it also reveals a touch of air-conditioning that no stranger should come near.

Zhang Jie didn't want to talk too much to a passerby, and she didn't bother to bother about it.

She looked over the woman and looked at Song Qinghuan with a sneer: "You are the only man in your entire life, right."

Song Qinghuan was puzzled by what she meant, and looked at her coldly and said nothing: "..."

Zhang Jie was cold and arrogant again, and smiled sarcastically: "So you can't compare how his kissing skills are and how his skills on the bed are.

Boom, everyone around was shocked, and they wouldn't be able to kill them. Under the eyes of everyone, this woman would say such bold and explicit words.

"You..." Song Qinghuan was also shaken in the wind, ashamed and speechless.