Madam, president loves you secrectly

It's really exciting to think that from now on, after so many years of coveting, I don't hope, but reappear in front of me. People who have been thinking for so long will completely belong to themselves.

This dirty thought makes people feel extremely disgusting.

At the beginning, he wanted to take song Qianqian directly back to his home, but at the corner of a road, he actually saw a black Bentley, the car parked not far from the cake shop every day, and he saw the man who collected him that day.

He quickly turned the steering wheel. Sure enough, the car was still chasing after him.

"Fuck." the man stepped on the accelerator again and drove forward at a faster speed. The king's landing car behind also accelerated, and the black Bentley was faster and faster.

Money for money, carrying song Qianqian's car in a coma, was obviously more than one grade lower than the car behind him. He was about to be caught up. As soon as he hit the steering wheel, he gave up his original plan and drove the car directly onto the highway.

Junlin's car followed closely.

"I'm sick and haunted. I should kill him first to save my trouble." the man burst out a rude remark, looked sharp and continued to accelerate. Two cars were racing on the highway.

Knowing that he had been found, the king's landing in the back kept honking. As he drove at a high speed for a long time, drops of fine sweat flowed from his forehead.

Thin lips tightly closed into a line, eyes like blades.

He pressed the Bluetooth headset and directly called the assistant, who immediately arranged for someone to set up a checkpoint on the highway, but his feet continued to accelerate, and soon caught up.

Junlin pulled down the window, honked his horn and looked at his dark window. He couldn't see what it looked like inside and didn't dare to act rashly. As long as he thought that song Qianqian was still inside, he felt his heart was burning.

But now he can only calm down and find a way.

When the man saw that Junlin was catching up, his face changed greatly. He looked outside and found that Junlin's car was parallel to his car. The two people came and went, and did not give in to each other.

The wind roared. Junlin shouted song Qianqian's name through the open window, but the car had good sound insulation and harsh wind. His voice was not very useful.

In the car, song Qianqian's head deviated and knocked directly on the window. She woke up in a trance, but she felt that her whole body strength had been drained, which was as soft as words.

She looked at the surrounding environment with sleepy eyes, closed her eyes again, and suddenly opened her eyes. She turned her head slightly. What she saw at first was still parallel to the car, paying attention to the front from time to time, and looking at the king's landing here from time to time.

King's landing?

There was a moment of doubt at the bottom of her heart, but she immediately reflected that she was also in the car and walking.

What is this?

She suddenly turned around and saw the man's face. He had torn off the scar on his face and didn't wear his mask. When driving, the cruelty and danger on his face were not concealed.

"You..." Song Qianqian said a word about you, and he felt his voice hoarse and incomparable.

My mind quickly remembered what had happened before. The man fainted himself with a handkerchief. Then I remembered that day, King's landing was very firm, unchangeable words, and those stubborn eyes.

He said the man was a bad man.

It turns out that they are really bad people.

"Shallow, are you awake?" the man smiled very greasy. His big yellow teeth really made people dare not compliment him.

Song Qianqian looked down and found that his hands had been tied up by a rope.

"You... You really are..."

"Shallow, you don't know. I've liked you for many years. When you just made your debut, I liked you, especially." the man was still very excited, "I have your photos and your TV dramas in my family. I have to watch them every day. I thought to come to Jiangcheng to find you, but later... Later, I couldn't find you."

The man suddenly looked frightened and said, "I can't find it anywhere. I thought... I lost it. But... But the Emperor didn't live up to his heart. I found it."

The man smiled strangely: "it doesn't matter if we find it. We'll never separate again. We'll never separate again. You come with me. I'll take you home. We'll never separate again."

Song Qianqian took a breath and felt her voice was much better. Then she said, "you, dream."

"Ha ha... I'm just dreaming. But it doesn't matter. My dream will come true."

Sure enough, he's crazy.

"Junlin won't let you go." Song Qianqian was also surprised at his blurting out these words.

In such an urgent moment, she would have a feeling that she wanted to rely on King's landing, and said it without thinking.

"King's landing? King's landing? Oh... Shallow, you say the man outside, it doesn't matter. I'll dump him first, and we can be together forever and forever." the man fell into a dream of fantasy, and I don't know whether he can distinguish between reality and environment.

Song Qianqian looked back at Junlin's car. Across the window, she could see his anxious face clearly. He said he loved her and cared about her. In fact, she always knew that it was true.

In the past, she just couldn't stand his desire for control, coupled with the three lives between each other, she always had a grudge in her heart. But now? She has got the truth. Should she put down the past?

"You can't look at him, you can only look at me."

Then came the voice of the sudden defeat of popularity. Song Qianqian went back to see Junlin. His emotional appearance stimulated his nerves. In his cognition, song Qianqian only belongs to him.

Song Qianqian slightly bent his lips: "I just want to see him, because he... Is the only person I have loved in this world and will always love from today on."

"Stop, stop, I'll shut you up." the man began to collapse.

"It's no use deceiving yourself or others. It's a disease... It can be cured."

"I told you to shut up!!!" the man picked up something on the side and threw it directly at Song Qianqian. He was strong enough to hit her on the forehead and shed a thin bloodstain.

Song Qianqian took a breath.

The man was shocked: "shallow, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it."

Seizing this opportunity, song Qianqian leaned forward and pulled the steering wheel of the car with his bound hands. The van carrying two people crashed on the highway. The man reacted and quickly came to pull the steering wheel.