His Honey Lover

"Well, I was going to take Mr. Huo back to his apartment, but just now the hospital called me and said that my girlfriend was in the hospital due to a car accident. I couldn't find anyone else. I saw you in guanding when I just entered guanding. Could you please help me take Mr. Huo back to his next home? He's drunk and can't drive. I'm not sure about other people. "

“……” Song Miao took a deep breath and touched his forehead. He was embarrassed, "but..."

"Please, Miss Song, the situation in the hospital is very serious. I want to go to the hospital as soon as possible. I'm really sorry to trouble you. I'm afraid that something serious may happen to my girlfriend!"

I don't know about Chen Lian's girlfriend's injury. Song Miao doesn't want to give Chen Lian a bad impression because of the Tianqing Shuiwan project.

“…… Well, where are you? "

"It's XXX in area a of the parking lot. The license plate number is XXXXX."

With that, Chen Lian hung up his cell phone directly.

I'm afraid that if I go on, I'll help myself!

Song Miao looks at his mobile phone, exhales, raises his legs and walks to the place that Secretary Chen just said.

When I got to the place Chen Lian said, I saw Chen Lian with a mobile phone in his hand, anxiously walking up and down in front of a silver gray Bentley.

Seeing her, he came to her with a sigh of relief and said, "Miss Song, thank you so much. I will try my best to help Miss Song in the future! The key is on the car. Mr. Huo's address is XXXXX. Miss song, Mr. Huo drinks a little too much. After you deliver him, please help him make another bowl of Jiejiu soup. Thank you very much! "

With that, without waiting for song Miao to say anything, he ran out of the parking lot.

“……” Looking at Chen Lian's figure, song Miao always feels strange. She turns around and looks at the seat behind Bentley.

Huo Tianqing's figure is tall and straight, and people can notice him at a glance. At the moment, he is reclining on the leather seat. His right hand supported his forehead, his head hanging, and his facial features could not be seen, but the veins of his right hand were slightly convex, which showed that he was suffering at the moment. When I got closer, I could still smell a strong smell of liquor from the unclosed window.

Song Miao frowned. How much wine did he drink

He shakes his head to make himself sober. Song Miao gets on the bus directly.

Before starting the engine, she said to the man behind, "Mr. Huo, Secretary Chen has left. I'll take you to your home later. If you have any trouble in the middle, just tell me."

The man behind didn't answer. Song Miao knew that he was drunk and could only start the engine and drive the car out of the underground parking lot.

……

At the gate of guanding.

Chu Shao Yan just left from his childhood. The voice and color in the private room were noisy. In fact, he didn't like that kind of atmosphere. He just didn't know when he needed that kind of atmosphere to paralyze himself.

As soon as I got to the door, I saw a silver gray Bentley mozanne passing by.

But he didn't pay attention to the car, he paid attention to the driver.

If he remembers correctly, the Song family, including song Miao, doesn't have the Bentley moushang. Whose car does song Miao drive?

His eyes narrowed and he looked into the back seat.

Because the window rolled up, he could not see who was inside, but he could see a general outline - a man!

Chu Shaoyan held his hand tightly on his side. He soon called song Miao. After two rings, he hung up there directly. His face was very ugly. Before he could call again, a phone call came from his mobile phone. He saw that it was Fang Xin's. He picked up the phone with a complicated look.

……

Song Miao knew that he had a fever, so he didn't dare to drive too fast, and he had to keep a high concentration attitude at all times.

After driving for so long, it's the first time that a man who is not familiar with you is sitting in the car, and this man has to be careful.

I took a look in the rearview mirror at the man behind me.

At this moment, Huo Tianqing has changed a posture, leaning back on the seat, but his body should still be very uncomfortable, so his right arm directly covers his eyes, and the corner of his thin lip is very tight.

Her body was getting hotter and hotter, but she didn't dare to take it lightly in spirit.