Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

Song Li immediately choked. She quickly lowered her head and twisted ten white fingers with a guilty heart. She remembered very clearly that she told him before that she would not come out with Bo San

But now, she's been caught!

She lied.

He must be very angry! Not only angry, maybe now I'm very disappointed with her.

Song Li licked the lip flap, the pink lips were stained with a charming luster, and the eye color flashed slightly.

Really bad luck!

The man narrowed his eyes, flashed a blurred light at the bottom of his eyes, said coldly, "come back with me."

"Well, now?"

Song Li was stunned and looked suspiciously at the man in front of him. A pair of almond eyes with dense water vapor blinked. Is it over? Shouldn't we give her a good lesson first?

If it had been before

Before she could think of anything else, Bo Hanchi had turned and walked away, and her steps seemed a little vain.

Song lileng stayed where he was and didn't return to his mind for a moment.

Unable to hear the footsteps behind him, the man suddenly stopped.

He turned around, his eyes as deep as a cold pool were slightly dark, his eyes locked the white face, and his voice was low and dumb: "what are you doing? I didn't understand what I just said?"

As soon as the girl's back stiffened, doubts flashed through her eyes, and she hurried up for fear of provoking him again.

"No, I understand."

"Now that you understand, follow."

……

Along the way, Song Li was looking for a chance to call Bo Chengdong until she got into the black alpha parked at the gate of 1900. She still couldn't dial out the phone.

Leng Feng was driving. Song Li met him once when he was in a bar.

From the moment she got into the car, she kept silent. Her slender body was tightly stretched. The man sat next to her, only half the distance between his forearms.

Song Li frowned and felt uncomfortable. His little ass couldn't help twisting.

"Move what?"

The man spoke coldly.

Song Li's small eyebrows frowned tighter. She moved a small piece and didn't touch him.

Under the pressure of his dissatisfaction, Song Li turned his eyes angrily and muttered in a low voice, "I didn't move."

"Didn't move?"

The man turned his head, his strong body was slightly sideways, a pair of dark eyes hung down, and looked directly at the girl around him, just like staring at the prey that fell into his trap.

His voice was so low and hoarse that it was like fingertips plucking the strings at the end of a cello.

Song Li's heart jumped, and even her heart tip trembled slightly towards her blurred and deep black eyes.

She bit the corner of her lip and looked away quietly.

The next second, Song Li only felt her waist tight, and a burning breath penetrated her thin clothes. When she came back, her little ass had been pasted on the strong thighs of the men around her.

The space of the carriage is big enough not to let her crash on the ceiling.

But even so, Song Li was frightened.

The man held her slender waist, put his hands on her lower abdomen, and put his forehead against her back.

His breath was like a burning flame, burning her skin.

It was hot, but somehow it made her feel very warm.

Song Li's small heart was up and down, and his body dared not move. He stretched tightly. The tip of his ear was flushed by the hot exhalation of the man behind him, and ran through the root behind his ear.