To My Dear Mr. Huo

Biquge www.readwn.com, the latest chapter for my dear Mr. Huo!

"It has nothing to do with you, you walk away." Su Pei really pushed him away, stepped back, and fell on the sofa. She went to get wine again.

Ling's hand was grabbed, and he pulled her up again.

"I didn't say it? How could it have nothing to do with me?" Ling Yan tugged her tightly, not giving her a chance to break free.

"A couple of days a day, we have slept for so many days. Why? Why not?"

"Couple? Kindness?" Su Pei really seemed to hear any joke. Her eyes were full of ridicule, because her face was very red because of drinking.

At this time, she was in a bad mood and did not want to suppress her emotions. Raised his hand, and gently clicked Ling Ling's chest.

"What's the matter with you? You come to tell me kindness? Aren't you just a little white-faced foster? I don't want to see you now, nor do I want to talk to you, you get me."

Ling Yan is so big that he has never been shamed. That is, this Su Peizhen repeatedly repeated his face.

He came up in anger and lowered his head to kiss him. Su Pei was so angry that he raised his hand to shake his face and was caught.

Su Peizhen tried a few times and failed to pull back.

"I say it again, get out. I don't want to see you."

Ling Ye grabbed Su Peizhen's hand, and it was difficult to hide his anger on his face. A **** woman, even if she didn't know it, she wanted to slap him now?

But this woman, **** woman. Repeatedly challenged his bottom line.

He pulled her arm tightly, letting her look at herself.

"You're enough. Su Peizhen, who provoked you, why don't you go to the one who provoked you? What are you doing to me? Okay, you dare not act, right? You tell me who provoked you I'll help you teach that person. You say. "

Su Peizhen finally looked straight at Ling Ye: "Ling Ye, get out."

Ling was angry. He's never been so angry in his life.

This woman is simply too ignorant.

He took her by the hand and led her out. Su Pei was dragged by him, took two steps, and almost did not fall.

She tried hard to pull her hand away, but the difference between men and women became apparent at this time. She couldn't pull it off at all.

"What are you doing? You let me go."

She lifted her feet to try to kick him, but it would make her unbalanced. Alcohol added anger, and her voice rose a degree more than usual.

"Ling Ling, you bastard, you let me go."

Ling Yan directly dragged her out. Before going out, she did not forget to hold the porch to her coat.

As soon as he went out and lost the shelter of heating, Su Pei really shrank. Ling Yan threw the down jacket directly on her.

"Ling Ling, you lunatic."

Su Pei really wanted to re-enter the door, but Ling Ye didn't give her a chance at all.

Close the door and take her to the elevator.

"Women, do you want to be drunk? Why is it drunk? Come on. Borrowing alcohol is worse than letting me take you to play more exciting."

madman.

The moment Su Peizhen entered the elevator, he broke his hand and took a step back.

"Who said I borrowed alcohol to relieve my sorrow? I just want to drink."

"Really?" Ling Yan took a step forward, blocking her, staring at her face, her eyes full of sorrow: "That being the case, would you dare to follow me? Well? I promise, my way, Bejan Your drinking alone is 100 times better. "

Su Pei really didn't want to ignore him. After drinking, the wind blew, and I was awake for five or six minutes.

She put on her down jacket and watched Ling Ling press the elevator button coldly: "Let's go, I'm going back."

Ling Yan ignored her at all, and the elevator went down to the underground parking lot. She was dragged by his wrists and led to his car.

Sure enough, the car has been parked here and often sees Cadillac that makes her familiar.

After getting in the car, Su Peizhen stopped running instead. The drunkenness seemed awake, she seemed drunk.

The emptiness of the heart is still there, and the perception of the body is still there. The uncomfortable, empty, uncomfortable life is subverted.

She closed her eyes and let go of her thoughts. Don't look, don't listen, don't feel.

The car drove out of the underground garage like an arrow in such cold weather. The shadow of the black car shuttled through the streets of Rongcheng.

Su Pei really felt that she just didn't open her eyes.

The car stopped, she still closed her eyes, the people around her got out of the car, and she didn't move.

Drunkness is also a kind of numbness, and empty thinking is also a kind of numbness.

She is fearless. Without the people and things you care about, your heart will become unprecedentedly powerful, and it will become extremely empty and blank.

There seemed to be many voices around her. She didn't open her eyes. She wasn't curious or concerned, and she didn't want to know where Ling Ling brought herself and what she brought herself to.

About ten minutes passed, or maybe twenty minutes.

The door on her side was opened, cold wind poured in, and her body shrank instinctively. The next second, she was dragged out of the car.

"..." She finally opened her eyes and finally saw her environment.

There is more than one place in Rongcheng. She knew this place but had never been there.

There were many people standing on both sides of the winding mountain road. On such a cold day, these people are not afraid of cold. Both men and women are very noisy. Those voices were isolated by her just now.

She felt noisy and frowned instinctively. But Ling Ling took it forward.

There are many cars neatly lined up. At a glance, all are luxury cars.

Ferrari, Lamborghini, Maybach, Porsche, Aston Martin, Bugatti Veyron ...

When Ling Yan took Su Peizhen's hand into the field, someone whistled.

Ling Yan glanced over, the man compared the movement of a zipper on his mouth. Soon someone came over and put a car key into Ling Ye's hand.

Ling Yan glanced at Su Peizhen: "Are you afraid?"

Su Peizhen's state of this meeting is empty, and her thoughts are also empty. Ling Ye's words made her look back a little, but gave him a cold eye.

Very cold eyes without a trace of emotion. It seems like I'm really afraid of Su Pei?

"Just don't be afraid."

Ling Yan took the car key and walked to one of the white Aston Martins to stand. Open the door and signal Su Peizhen to get in the car.

Su Peizhen finally had a little emotional reaction at this meeting. She glanced at Ling Ling and looked at the mountain road in front of her.

Withdrawing his eyes, he looked up at Ling Ling: "Do you want to play this?"

"Yes. Dare you get in the car?"

Su Peizhen glanced at him, her eyes were still empty. There is no emotion, no emotion.

She pulled the car door and got in. Ling Yan also followed the car.

The noise around seemed to be even louder, whistling, cooing, and shouting.

People in the surrounding cars have been on board. The engine sounds constantly. Su Peizhen looked at Ling Yan, he did not take any protective measures, and she did not.

"Woman, if I win today, this car is mine."

Ling Yan suddenly approached her, staring at her eyes: "You said, can I win?"

Su Peizhen refused to answer such questions. She was still in a state of refusing to receive any information.

Ling Ye relentlessly moved in her direction again, meanwhile, fastened her seatbelt: "Come on, do you think I can win today, Master?"

"No." Su Peizhen had no intention of saving face for Ling Yan.

Ling Ye looked at Su Peizhen's soul flying out of the sky, and nodded. Ling Ye knew she was not awake, but what he wanted was Su Peizhen, who was half drunk.

"Okay. If I don't win it for you today, I won't be Ling Ling."

Su Peizhen didn't look at him at all, and her gaze swept forward. On such a cold day, there were also girls in very cool clothes standing there. Two small flags were waving on his hand.

Someone kept whistling and applauding. The girl was standing by the side, and the small flag on her hand waved strongly—

The roaring engine sounded continuously, and the car drove away like an arrow. Su Peizhen had no time to react or prepare. The car rushed out of the mountain.

The body fell backwards because of this impulse, even if Su Peizhen was unwilling, even if he constantly forced himself to let his thoughts go, it didn't work.

The body is constantly moving forward, then forward, and constantly accelerating. At extreme speeds, people tend to feel weightless.

Not to mention that it is now on a mountain road. Every turn and acceleration will make people feel uncomfortable.

Su Peizhen, who was originally wandering, would have to return to the ontology. Watching Ling Ye's skilled driving, more than one car after another.

She drives herself, but she never drives fast. One is habit. Su Chenghui, Li Qianxue, is a person who obeys the rules and regrets his life.

She is the same. Some habits are inherited.

Right now the car rushed to the top of the mountain like a fly. The winding mountain road has many narrow curves, and Su Peizhen pressed her body tightly against the seat behind her.

She turned to look at Ling Ye, but Ling Ye was no longer what she thought it was.

His gaze was like a cheetah in the dark, and a goshawk on a cliff.

She knows that since the speed series of movies became popular in China, many people have liked this feeling of gallop.

Everyone thought they were Paul or Van Diesel. But in fact, not everyone can be Paul and Van Diesel.

Su Pei is really unwell and she doesn't like this feeling at all. She wanted to speak, but the car passed a curve at this moment. There is a car behind to catch up--

She saw Ling Yan's face calm, without looking at the back, stepping on the throttle and turning the steering wheel.

Su Pei really thought he would fly, and the car was almost flying. But it went down again.

Sudden weightlessness doesn't feel good. Not to mention the car is still moving forward, rushing forward: "Ling Ling, are you crazy?"

The mountain road is not steep, but it is definitely not as flat as the ground. The body that kept rushing forward made Su Peizhen almost want to take her to the mountain.

"Ling Ling, stop for me."

In response to her, Ling Ye stepped on the accelerator. There was just a car in front, rushing up—