Chapter 39: The Descendants of Kongtong
In her mind, Shen Jiayao was completely lost in the short two seconds, and when the hot and unfamiliar feeling between her lips passed away, she realized that her heartbeat was like a drum, and she couldn't breathe no matter how she breathed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Aunt Xiao, see you next time......" Ye Fan stuffed the last cigarette butt into the corner of Shen Jiayao's mouth, waved his hand and swaggered out.
The expression on Xiao Fei's face became extremely complicated, shocked, crying and laughing, helpless......
How can there be a man who has kissed someone and done such a thing? He's just an inscrutable bastard.
The smell of inferior cigarettes wafted into the tip of her nose, and Shen Jiayao suddenly resumed her actions like a clockwork alarm clock, took a few puffs, spit out the disgusting cigarette butt, her face was crimson, and her heart was full of anger.
I was forcibly kissed! Only then did I think that her first kiss was so easily lost, why was it him, not someone else? A cat and a dog are fine! Endless shame and anger are intertwined in the bottom of her heart, and Shen Jiayao's angry roar chased Ye Fan into the distance: "Bastard, I will definitely kill you!"
"Well, there are still thirteen hours until tomorrow morning, and I will calculate the time for you......" Ye Fan's voice responded from afar, Shen Jiayao's eyes darkened, and she almost fell.
Goddamn bastard, bastard!
Xiao Fei stared at Shen Jiayao's crumbling appearance, put away the pistol, and her heart was full of inexplicable feelings.
At the door of the warehouse, a large group of members of the Four Seas Society blocked Ye Fan's way.
"Let him go!" Xiao Fei shouted.
There is no other choice, such a pervert can only win over, not make enemies.
"Hehe, see you later, brothers. Ye Fan put his hands in his pockets, whistled proudly, and walked out of the factory.
When I look up again, I don't have a car, I don't know the road!
Turn around and ask them to take a ride? Forget it! If you don't get it, it's another trouble.
Let's walk up the road first and call someone to pick it up.
Ten minutes later, Ye Fan walked along the original road to a dilapidated bus stop, dialed Lu Qingyu's mobile phone, and made an appointment to wait for her to pick her up here.
At this moment, Shen Jiayao's motorcade rumbled past in front of him, the dazzling headlights illuminated his pure silk figure, the window glass slowly fell, and a snow-white middle finger stood up in front of him.
"I rely on ......"
The only thing that answered him was a burst of car exhaust, which was full of taste.
"It's amazing to have a car! It's not that I've been surrendered by my uncle, grandma's! I should have touched it just now, and I should have ...... it" Ye Fan took a hateful puff of cigarette, leaned on the pillar of the platform, and put on a chic posture, waiting for Sister Lu.
In the evening, the suburban road was sparsely populated, and the lone iron sheets floating on the platform pillars creaked.
Occasionally, a truck passes by, kicking up a lot of smoke,