The Hegemon's Kiss Addiction

After all, judging from the expression of song Jiujiu, she should not like the boss. The boss can't force this person to kiss. Does the boss force others? It sounds so weird.

Shan Rong's eyes are full of doubts, but his face is still full of smile, just that smile, in Song September's view, some lost.

"It turns out that the boss likes women like that, like Xia Bing. I don't think there is a second one in Los Angeles."

Yes, Xia Bing is such a woman. She is so beautiful that she doesn't even have the qualification to be envious.

Song September saw that this man had a faint idea of giving up, and immediately opened his mouth.

"Well, you also have your advantages. How can you know if you don't try?"

Hearing song September's words, Shan Rong was more and more sure that this person didn't like the boss. He was relieved, but this tone turned to mention again. Since this person didn't like the boss, why did the two people kiss? It can't be that the boss likes her.

Thinking of this, Shan Rong's eyes flashed a bit dark, took a side of the sky blue skirt to song September, some sincerity on his face.

"In September, your skin is very good. I think you should look good in this one."

Shan Rong was so enthusiastic that song Jiujiu couldn't refuse at all. He could only take the skirt picked by the other party and went to the fitting room.

When I came out again, I was stunned. I didn't expect that the skirt looked nothing special, but the effect of self-cultivation was very good.

"Shan Rong, you have a good taste."

Shan Rong's eyes are dark, but her face is full of little woman's pride.

"No, in September, you go to the door and wait for me. I'll go to the bathroom and I'll come to see you right away. Let's wear this dress. I'll wear this one. We'll wear a new dress together."

Song Jiujiu nodded, went to the front desk to settle the account, and directly stood at the door. After a while, a black car stopped at the door, and several fierce looking men came down. Song Jiujiu was about to go further, when he was suddenly covered with his mouth and nose by a passer-by. Then when he was dark, he did not know anything.

Shan Rong was not far away watching, mouth hook, and so on the car left for almost half an hour, just left the mall from another exit.

When song woke up again in September, she found that she had arrived in a very shabby place. It seemed that it was a warehouse that had been abandoned for a long time. Her mobile phone wallet had been looted and her whole body was covered with nothing but this skirt.

"Is that her?"

"Well, if that woman doesn't give us any more money, she'll sell this one in it, and it's not a loss."

"That girl can grow well. We can have a good time before we sell it."

Song September faintly heard the conversation in front of the door, which made the whole person shiver and pursed her lips. How could she have been kidnapped? In Los Angeles, she did not seem to have offended anyone.

Is it song Yan? But kidnapping herself doesn't do her any good.

Song Jiujiu immediately removed song Yan from the room. Her hands and feet were tied tightly by the rope. Yu Guang glanced at the protruding iron from the corner of her eye. Her eyes brightened and she slowly leaned over.

There was no one in it. The kidnapper seemed to be convinced that she could not escape. So song had enough time to wear the rope for an hour. She finally broke the rope, but she still did not dare to go out rashly. She could only wander around to see if there were other exits. Finally, she found a hole, which should be a vent, and the width was just enough for her Individuals.

Just as she was about to crawl out, the iron door behind her was opened, and several men with bloody faces came in. Seeing song Jiujiu, who was planning to escape, her eyes were filled with anger.

"Dame! Want to run away!! Catch her

Song Jiujiu's heart trembled, and her ankle was immediately seized by the men who rushed over, and the struggle was ineffective. How could she have fought against these big men alone, and she was immediately tied up again. Her face was a little pale. Why did these people catch her.

"Pa!"

A heavy slap on her face, song September's head turned, the face instantly printed five finger prints, burning pain.

At the same time, Fu Tsai has been a little impatient, two people go out shopping, why has not come back now!

The air pressure in the whole office is very low. Mo Yi is afraid to come out of the atmosphere. She can only pray for Miss Song to appear quickly.

"Bang!"

Fu Tsai stood up from his seat with a gloomy face and strode outwards. Mo had no choice but to follow behind.

"Boss..."

"Check it out and send me her trace. This dead woman is more and more daring."

"Yes."

Mo Yi took the lead in getting out of the door. As for how to check, it was naturally to locate Miss Song's mobile phone. When he saw the result, he felt a little uneasy and immediately sent the address to Fu Cai, who had already been on the bus.

Fu Tsai saw this strange position, and his heart "cluttered" for a moment. As soon as he stepped on the gas pedal, he left the place immediately. In his eyes, the storm suddenly rose. Damn it! There's something wrong with that woman! He had a second thought, but now he found out!Driving all the way to the suburbs, fingers pinch the steering wheel tightly, knuckles turned white.

He was worried about the situation in September of Song Dynasty, and song September was really bad now. The rope was tightly tied. The kidnappers could not contact their employers, and they were already angry.

"Shit!! What to do now! "

The first one looked at Song September, like a commodity, and seemed to wonder how much she could sell.

Song September shrunk, trying to reduce their sense of existence.

"This woman is very good-looking. There should be a good price for those people! It looks like it should be very clean. "

"I'll know if it's clean or not."

One of them said with a smile. He reached out and touched song Jiujiu's face. He found that the other party's face was greasy. It was like touching silk, and his eyes flashed a little desire.

"Don't touch me. He'll kill you."

Song Jiujiu said in a trembling voice. His body turned a little. The man's hand to touch her face fell empty. After hearing this sentence from the delicate woman, he looked at each other and laughed.

"Beauty, you tell us who will kill us. You can't move now. We can do whatever we want."

Several men's * * were immediately mobilized, and the employers on both sides had not yet paid. Now there is a woman here. She is still a beautiful woman. After all, if she dares to resist, she can simply kill people. Anyway, they are not good people.

"Let me go

Song Jiujiu frowned and roared. His teeth were tight. He found that the man's hand was about to touch the button of her dress. Suddenly, the voice suddenly increased.

"I am Fu Zai's woman! Do you know what it costs to move me? "