Chapter 118: Distress in the Car
Nan Jiaojiao frowned coldly and looked at him in confusion.
After getting angry, Han Qi realized that his attitude was wrong. It was rare for him to show his emotions like this. He straightened up and wiped his face, secretly inhaling to suppress his anger.
Facing Nan Jiaojiao's cold and indifferent face, he really couldn't lose his temper.
“My ancestor, I was wrong, how about you scold me back?”
Nan Jiaojiao's frowned brows opened and she asked hesitantly: "Were you caring about me just now?"
Han Qi's eyes trembled.
Isn’t it obvious?
Or does this girl have some emotional disorder?
“Yes!”
He leaned down, put his hand on the roof of the car, and laughed, "Do you feel my brother's love? My arms are open to you. If you want to rush over, I will be free to pick you up at any time."
It's really true. Three sentences without frivolity.
Nan Jiaojiao was tired and leaned lightly on the back of the chair, "I'll rest for a while, and you can call me when I leave later."
"Okay, then you stay in the car. "Stay, I'll tell them not to disturb you, and I'll go run around twice."
Nan Jiaojiao nodded and responded lightly: "Yes."
As soon as he turned around, the smile on Han Qi's face quickly faded, he grabbed Qi Heng who had just got out of the car, and stuffed him back, "Let's play against each other."
"No, Brother Qi, my legs The brakes may not be firm enough, why don't you wait for me to take a break?"
"Don't be afraid, if you die, I will take care of your descendants for eighteen generations."
Qi Heng collapses. With a sad face, he said, "I'm not even married yet, where will my offspring come from?"
Han Qi kicked the car door shut and turned around to get into another car.
After the whistle, the two cars sped out side by side. Three seconds later, Han Qi was ten meters ahead. Nan Jiaojiao was really tired. She raised the car window and fell asleep for a while. When she fell asleep, she felt someone pulling on her clothes.
The breath mixed with the strong smell of alcohol rushed down from the top of her head. The man was panting rapidly, and the thin calluses in his palms hurt her.
Nan Jiaojiao opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her coldly, "What are you doing?"
She didn't expect that she would wake up. The man was in the passenger seat with his hand stretched out. He came over, just unbuttoned one of her buttons, pulled the hem of his shirt out of his pants, and touched her waist. The touch was so beautiful that evil thoughts suddenly arose.
He covered Nan Jiaojiao's mouth and gave a stern warning: "Don't make a sound, or I will kill you!"
The moment Nan Jiaojiao got out of the car, the man fell in love with her. He kept hiding behind her without making a sound. The more he looked at her face, the more he felt itchy. His family had always been at odds with Han Qi.
"I just want to taste what Han Qi's woman feels like."
Nan Jiaojiao sneered: "Aren't you afraid of offending Han Qi?"
"I will offend me. "Him?" The man laughed disdainfully, "The women around him are always for others to sleep with. Even if I touch you, he won't dare to do anything to me!"
"Really?"
Nan Jiaojiao raised her lips coldly, grabbed the man's wrist, and snapped it. She opened the driver's door, pulled the man out, punched and kicked him. He shouted at him and beat the man until he was unable to fight back. He was afraid of causing trouble, so he could hold back and keep silent at first, but then the screams attracted everyone.
"What are you doing!"
A woman rushed over, "Can you beat my man? You slutty vixen, I will tear your face apart!"
The woman screamed and rushed over to grab Nan Jiaojiao's hair. She ducked sideways, grabbed the woman's neck and threw her to the ground. She stepped on the man's heart and said in a cold voice: "Call the police."
(End of this chapter)