Chapter 3507

The girls on the bike were silly. They were stunned for a moment. They were still terrified and hurriedly thanked: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, really..."

thank you.

Before these two words were spoken, Xu Yue looked up and intuitively hit the face close at hand.

Although it is deliberately covered, the brim of the hat casts a beautiful shadow, half covering the face, and the black mask is cold white against the skin color, it is still because you can see the delicate eyebrows and eyes from a close distance. The eyelashes are too long, and an ice cream is dropped. The raised eyes are like water, and the laziness contains the evil of being drunk or not drunk. The eyes are inexplicably provocative. It is obviously a girl, But with how can not suppress the wanton, can not help but make people blush and heartbeat.

Xu Yue was stunned.

The word "thank you" is stuck in my throat. I can't say it anyway.

"Song Bai?!" she left her brain blank for a moment and blurted out unconsciously.

As an ash fan of Song Qing and the president of the support association, the stars who didn't pay Song Qing in those years were picked up by Xu Yue, not to mention song Bai, a white lotus, who has been acting as a demon and bullying their family Qingqing.

How could Xu Yue let go? Just last night, she blacked out three hundred rounds of song Bai in the online war.

But Xu Yue will never think of it in her life,

Last night, she was still fighting for black song Bai all night and scolded others. This morning, she met a real person directly and almost ran into someone else. In the end, she was saved by the other party

If the bike gets out of control and can't stop, I don't know what will happen.

Xu Yue felt like a dog, and the extreme embarrassment filled her body.

I didn't know what to say for a moment.

But dye Bai obviously doesn't mean to spend time with Xu Yue here, because——

Xu Yuegang's name made all passers-by pay attention to dyeing white.

The name song Bai can be said to be the spokesman of black material.

The kind that can be chased and beaten when recognized.

In fact, it is.

Those passers-by stared at dyed white as if they were crazy.

“……”

From the first moment of entering this plane, bad luck has not stopped.

Dye Bai loosened her hand holding the car handle and didn't look at Xu Yue. At that time, she ran directly to the side. Her action was fast enough to fly out of the residual shadow and set off a gust of wind.

The street actually ran into a star directly, or the notorious white lotus that was badly hacked on the Internet during this period of time.

Passers-by ran after him.

Only Xu Yue stood alone.

It's really song Bai

I seem to have helped her just now.

The man who was so badly hacked by himself helped her.

Then the person she hurt was found.

Xu Yue's mood is subtle and complex, which is embarrassing.

"Now passers-by can chase like this?" ran Bai looked back at his back and asked Feng Luo.

In less than a day, she experienced incomparable "happiness".

Feng Luo was very excited: "come on, host, run!"

There are passers-by taking pictures,

Ran Bai raised her hand and pressed the brim of her hat to cover her eyebrows. A beautiful wall climbing skimmed over and the action was windy. She saw a car nearby. She could see someone from the half open window. She didn't want to pull the door directly, break in, and then swing the door like running water.

A series of actions are very much like preparing for robbery.

"Drive."

The cold voice accompanied the door up and down. It should have been a light and soft sound line, but it was a little more clear.

The figure on the driver's seat calmed down slightly.

At the moment when dyed white turned around, her eyes hit the peach blossom eyes, which are always clear and affectionate but extremely indifferent. Her eyes are beautiful, reflecting the clear snow color. When she looks down, she has a sense of indifference.

The man was still on the steering wheel with one hand, his fingers were slender and white, the wrist watch between his wrists was exquisite and luxurious, the shirt cuffs were neat and appropriate, and the Cufflinks were just perfect.

Deep and ascetic elegance.

What a coincidence in life.

I kissed someone's face last night. I met him in this situation today.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

Dye Bai's first reaction was to wipe his eyes and make sure he didn't cry inexplicably like a fool. Then he put his heart down and leaned back lazily, like his own car.

Wen Haoqing looked at her for two seconds. He looked away without emotion. His cold fingertips gently buttoned the steering wheel. He was not interested in what happened to dye Bai. His tone was mild but indifferent: "go on."

"With all due respect." today's physique is not a demon. Ranbai is in a good mood: "I'm afraid I can't."

Before Wen Haoqing could say anything, ran Bai leaned up directly in the next second and held the steering wheel with both hands, just pressing on the back of Wen Haoqing's hands. The touch under his fingertips was cold and cold, like jade.

She stretched out her long legs, squeezed between his legs in an instant, and directly stepped on the accelerator with one foot. Her posture looked ambiguous and abnormal. Her ankle rubbed against men's trousers. Her skin color was cold white, forbidden and lustful, which was very confusing.

"I'll pay the fare. I'm afraid I'll disturb your husband for a moment."

But in one day,

This man has broken too many rules of Wen Haoqing.

He never liked to be close to outsiders, but now he was in this narrow space with people in such a posture.

The surrounding scene kept going backwards and blurred, and the speed gradually increased. Dyeing white completely stepped on the accelerator to the end.

Wen Haoqing could see the girl's thin and delicate back neck with the lines hidden in the collar.

He leaned against the car seat, some indifferent and lazy. In front of him was the girl's leaning body. He narrowed his long and narrow eyes. The long eyelashes were half covered. His eyes looked mild and dark, precipitated a deep color, and had some hidden danger.

But when we look at it again, it is still a gentle gentleman like jade, and even the indifferent radian of thin lips is elegant and deep.

"No one taught Miss Song what rules are?" he had a cool breath and a weak voice, and could not distinguish between joy and anger.

Ranbai stared at the road ahead and replied, "rules? I'm really sorry. This word may not have anything to do with me."

When the voice fell, ranbai seemed to hear a very light sneer, if there was nothing, without any disdain for irony, or even the consistent gentleness, but it was inexplicably high and inaccessible.

He looked at ran Bai quietly. His eyes were as thin as night water. After looking at it for a few seconds, he somehow changed his mind and said flatly, "just sit down if you don't want to be stopped by the police."

His voice is low, young and magnetic. It is clear and pleasant to hear. It always adds a bit of deep love. Like a lover's whisper, it is inexplicable in the warmth.

That is a very suitable voice for talking about love, which easily fascinates people.

Dyed white stopped for a while and slowly withdrew his hand.

She had just pressed her finger on the back of Wen Haoqing's hand, and now she could see a shallow red mark on the back of each other's hand.