Kiss You, Sweetheart

Fortunately, his speed is not fast, otherwise this car, where will just crash a corner so easily.

The owner of the car opened the door and got out of the car. She was a blonde foreign girl. She was very beautiful. She was wearing a black tight skirt. Even though she was covered with a thin windbreaker, she still could not hide her sexy and graceful figure.

Two legs, straight into a line, causing the passing vehicles, all slow down, looking at this beautiful creature.

The foreign beauty looked at the damaged front of her car. She was very surprised. She covered her mouth with her hand and gave a low cry: "Oh, my God!"

After the call, the beautiful blue eyes projected on Bo Jiayan, who was sitting still in the cab. She told him what to do.

This is her full responsibility. Bo Jiayan didn't want to pay any attention to it and still sat still.

At this time, the traffic police at the intersection, trot over. The license plate of Bo Jiayan's car has attracted much attention in S City, which is naturally recognized by the traffic police.

He ran over, first in the driver's cab next to the window, to Bo Jia words and deeds of a gift: "Hello, Bo Shao."

Bo Jiayan then slowly slid down the car window, lightly answered and said: "her full responsibility?"

Traffic police comrades glanced at the scene, very sure nodded: "yes, thin less, her full responsibility."

"Hard work." With that, he shifted the car to reverse gear, reversed the car a little and left.

"Hello, hello." The foreign beauty was very surprised, but also very helpless toward Bo Jiayan's car called twice.

"Miss, it's all your responsibility." Comrades of the traffic police are not familiar with the language of country a.

"Is it?" The beautiful foreign girl takes back her eyes and looks at the traffic police with a smile, but she speaks fluent a language, which surprised the traffic police.

The foreign girl's hand painted red Dan Kou, gently put on the shoulder of the traffic police, blue eyes, full of charming light, not just surprised at the car was hit by the panic expression.

She didn't seem to care about the car being hit.

"Brother, please call a trailer for me." The voice is soft.

Traffic police breathing slightly, quickly nodded: "good, good."

Foreign friends, of course, should be friendly. The traffic police are making excuses for their hospitality.

But when he called for a trailer, the beautiful foreign girl had already hired a taxi to get on and leave.

This car

The traffic police were stunned. How could he tell her which repair shop to pick up the car?

In the taxi, the smile of the foreign girl's mouth slowly disappeared, and her blue eyes became a little frosty.

"Where are you going, miss?" Taxi drivers also began to speak poor a language, as if foreign beauties can understand it.

The girl took out her mobile phone from her bag. She didn't lift her head. Her voice was slightly cold: "around the city."

The driver drives silently, and the language of country a is more standard than that of him.

Qi shaoxun's car just stopped in the parking space, and the mobile phone on the console rang.

Turn off the fire, take it, look at it lightly, but twist the eyebrows slightly, and an English name "Nessa" is displayed on the screen.

He had a few seconds of heavy Dun, when he opened the door to get off the car, not anxious to get through the phone, tone a little stiff Indifference: "well, say."

"Hoon." The woman named Nisa had a very gentle voice. "Where is it?"