The domineering wife: the president lord and domineering love

Red lights don't slow down but accelerate?

Yan Sheng didn't give himself extra time to think. He quickly kicked Pang Chao out of the car and sat in the driver's seat.

The foot stepped on the accelerator hard, and the pink Lamborghini flew out like an arrow.

The school is located at the junction of urban and suburban areas. There are not many people and cars, so there are not many obstacles when the pink Lamborghini rushes out.

Xia zaozao walked on the zebra crossing. The van on the left suddenly broke through the red light and hit them. She dragged Li Xiao to speed up and rush forward. Unexpectedly, the pink Lamborghini was rushing towards them.

She's a little confused. Is this going to hit them on purpose?

Because she felt that both the Lamborghini in front and the van on the left were surprisingly fast, which was obviously intentional.

Just when I thought Lamborghini and the van were going to hit them, the car turned around unexpectedly.

Soon - a loud bang.

The pink front hit the body of the van.

The van door was immediately knocked to pieces, and finally fell to the ground with a clang. The front of Lamborghini was no better, a piece of concave, and the glass fragments of the lamp spilled all over the ground.

A man ran down from the van: "fuck you, how do you drive?"

Yan Sheng raised his head from the airbag. He was a little confused. He must have been lowered just now. Otherwise, how could he be so desperate?

His life creed is to play, women are used to play, and his career is just to pretend to be forced. He has always been almost on the line. How can he work so hard?

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I have to find a Taoist priest. I'm really bowed.

Seeing someone rushing down from the van, Yan Sheng thought that Xia zaozao was still outside the car. For a second, he fell back on the airbag again.

Xia zaozao looked at Lamborghini, and the next step had rushed to Yan Sheng.

While running, he said to Li Xiao behind him, "call the police and call an ambulance."

The back of Yan Sheng's head was facing out of the window. In order to facilitate Xia to open the door early, his hand quietly pressed the door.

Sure enough, Xia knocked on the window anxiously early. The people in the car didn't respond and quickly opened the door.

Yan Sheng lay on the airbag and was still thinking about which posture to pose more handsome. By the way, she thought that the little pepper was really not afraid. The people around her, even the men, were frightened. She had the reason to call the police for rescue, and dared to come and check his injury.

He is worthy of his "mother" and has courage and insight.

"Are you all right, sir?"

"No, I'm going to break my neck."

"..." Lao Tzu? Is this term very popular recently? And why does the sound sound sound familiar? Looking at the back of the man's head, a sense of familiarity arises spontaneously.

"Do you have a phone number for your family and friends? I'll inform them for you."

Pang Chao witnessed such a thrilling scene with his own eyes. At first, he was scared out of his soul. When he came back, he rushed to check the situation at the first time. He was kicked out of the car by Yan Sheng just now, and he was almost kicked out by him.

He just got up from the ground and saw the tragedy of the car collision. He didn't know what the situation was. He rushed over and was about to speak when he heard Xia zaozao ask about Yan Sheng's injury.

The soles of the feet brake hard. I understand this time. Gao ah, the highest level of Yan Sishao's girl picking, bitterness plan!

For decades, the flowers have not gained a false reputation.

With an attitude of learning, Pang Chao stopped not far behind Xia zaozao and stretched his ears to eavesdrop.

I only heard Yan Sheng report a series of numbers with the back of his head.

Xia zaozao immediately took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed out with the mobile phone number of Yan Shengbao.

Xia zaozao's hand holding the mobile phone was a little pale. He quickly organized the language in his mind and thought about how to speak clearly in the shortest language without frightening his family. After all, the injured can clearly report the number, which doesn't look so serious.

The RBT on the other end of the phone rings.

Soon, Lamborghini's car rang a series of pleasant cell phone rings.

Yan Sheng moved proudly and turned to Xia zaozao.

"Yan Sishao?" Xia looked at him in surprise early in the morning and realized that the number he gave her was his own mobile phone number

Pang Chao saw all this and almost knelt down to Yan Sishao.

You can't refuse to accept this means of picking up girls!