Mr.Li, your wife wants to divorce again!

"Well..." sukeman clenched his fist and protested in a low voice.

Does he really think song Han is transparent?

Song Han has already turned her eyes to the outside of the car window. By the way, she recited in her heart: "if you are not polite, do not look at me!"

Li Moyun's slender fingers gently pinched her chin to punish her inattention.

"Can a kiss distract you?"

"Cough." Sukoman almost choked on his own saliva.

Like did not see the woman's face shy, the man continued to tease: "separated for so long, do you miss me?"

Song Han, sitting in the driver's seat, is petrified. He laments in his heart: Mr. Li, would you consider him as a single man? This dog food is too much for him.

Su Keman clapped his hand away and glared at him: "Song Han is in front of him. Can you hold your back?"

"Just think he doesn't exist."

Su Keman and song Han

"Answer me, do you miss me?" The man's hand was close to her thigh, which made her tremble.

"Don't do that, will you?" Sukoman was so ashamed that he just wanted to find a hole in the ground.

"Which one? "So?" The man's hand becomes more wanton, and he doesn't take song Han in the driver's seat seriously.

Suchman was startled and thought he was going to make a mess. He took his hand and wrote a cry in his eyes.

When there are only two people, he can do whatever he wants, but not today. With song Han here today, he wants to perform the restricted screen in front of song Han?

"Now you can answer my question?" The man raised his eyebrows and husked his voice.

Sukman knew that if he didn't answer his question, the next second it might turn into a battlefield in the car.

"I miss you."

"What did you say? I didn't hear you! Say it again There is a deep smile in the corner of the man's mouth.

Suchman knew he heard.

"I said I miss you! Mr. Li, I miss you! "

Whoo! Su Keman feels that she has no face when she shouts this sentence in front of song Han.

Song Han drew from the corner of her mouth and thought to herself, "Mr. Li is powerful, Mr. Li is domineering!"

Li Moyun raised his hand and rubbed her hair with satisfaction. His eyes almost narrowed into a line.

"Wife, I know."

Is that all? Shouldn't his answer be, wife, I miss you too?

As soon as sukeman claps his hand away, he knows how to make fun of her. Smelly man, if he doesn't make fun of her one day, he'll feel uncomfortable, won't he?

"You deserve the pain!" Women deliberately put on a look of disgust.

Li Moyun put his head on her shoulder and covered his chest. He said with a smile: "wife, my head is dizzy. Touch my forehead to see if I have a fever!"

Sukeman glanced at him and found that his face was really pale. It didn't look like it was put on. It should have been caused by excessive bleeding from the bullet just taken.

Seeing that he was so sick, sukeman decided to let bygones be bygones.

He raised his hand and touched his forehead. The hot temperature made sukeman not calm.

"Song Han, drive your president to the hospital."

Song Han nodded: "yes, young granny."

Li Moyun opened his closed eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Song Han, go to Jinxiu Villa."

"It's Mr. Li."

Sukeman looked at the man in bewilderment. Jinxiu Villa? Does he have a house in country a?

She suddenly remembered what Yi Yan had said. Was he really on the road before?

Inexplicably, sukeman's heart a shiver.

Li Moyun was really uncomfortable. His head was on sukeman's shoulder. His head was dizzy and his breath became short.