The Hegemon's Kiss Addiction

She wanted to pull her hand, but at the thought of this poor and rich trick song Yan used to use, she did not directly push the other side's hand, but slowly and let it go.

"I have done those things, you should be the most clear, sister, you are not afraid of one day things exposed?"

Song September's voice is very small, only two people can hear it.

Song Yan mouth hook, exposure? How to expose, this person is a little whimsical, eyes gradually have fog.

"Sister, what I did not do well to make you so angry."

Song September a Leng, some do not understand how this person said cry cry, still holding her hand, a time forget to put down.

"Let go, sister. I beg you. Let go."

song Yan's voice with a crying chamber, listening to make complaints about Song Jiuyue, just a few girls of the Tucao immediately surrounded the song September, a push, song September, an unstable, directly hit the passing people, some embarrassed.

It is not hard to imagine that she must have used a lot of strength secretly just now.

After a short pause in September of Song Dynasty, she was deeply disappointed. How much resentment she had to frame herself in such a way that she could not hide for a lifetime!

Song Yan is surrounded by several people. She kneads her hands pitifully and looks at Song September with a trace of perplexity and grievance.

"Sister, did I do something wrong? Even so, you should not..."

She didn't finish, but the people understood. In public, they were so black handed, and the target was her own sister. This woman was as vicious as rumors.

Song Jiujiu felt the sight of those cast, and suddenly felt a little funny. The sadness in her heart was enlarged. Sister, this is her sister, thinks about how to frame her.

In such eyes, she was like a clown, pitifully tight, but it was useless to argue, and no one was willing to believe her.

"Isn't this the vicious young lady of the Song family?"

A man's voice sounded, the next second, song Jiujiu felt his waist was held by the other party, he pushed people away with shame and indignation, and bit his teeth.

"I went to the Party of the Song family last time. You know how many postures you can do. Why, it's time to put it on. In September of Song Dynasty, you are a bus. Let's say, how much does it cost to get on you?"

The man's voice was a little loud, and he was already whispering around him. He was even more disdainful when he looked at Song September.

"Don't do this. Maybe there is some misunderstanding. Sister, she is not like that. Please stop talking about it."

With tears in her eyes, song Yan rubbed her wrists. She stood on one side with wet eyelashes. The whole person was as elegant as a pear blossom, which made people laugh in their hearts. The two sisters clearly had the same face. How could the gap be so big.

Song September was chilly all over, and it was even more sad to see her biological mother standing nearby. They only like song Yan and her sweet little daughter, so they can push themselves into the abyss step by step for her sake.

It used to be the same. Every time she was pushed out by her father to take the blame for song Yan, her mother would wipe her tears and say, "she's younger than you. She's your sister. Shouldn't you protect her?"?

Yes, she is her sister. She came out more than ten seconds before Song Yan, so she deserved to bear all this.

Song September does not speak, after all, a person's mouth can not say so many people.

"Song Jiujiu, what can I ask you? How much is it for the last time? But our brothers have agreed that each of us should come here once. Don't you mind? "

As soon as the man's voice was finished, another man's eager voice rang out.

"If you want to play, don't take me with you. You are not afraid of my fear. What if she is ill? After all, she has played with so many men, and you are not afraid to be dirty."