1668. Chapter 1668 My heart is too small to fit your big weapon
With an angry expression on her face, Huahua shook Lingyin away hard and raised her leg, clearly intending to kick him.
"where are you going?"
"Where am I going to care about your nonsense?" Huahua was about to go berserk.
Lingyin's stubborn and furious tone did not conceal his dominance and anger: "I will take care of your business!"
Not to be outdone, Huahua looked back at him, looking at his well-dressed and cool expressionless face. Huahua took two deep breaths, word by word, and gritted her teeth: "Mr. Lingyin, who do you think you are? I don't even have the right to be the king of heaven.
Never mind me, you, a passerby, dare to speak arrogant words to me, I think you have a high fever, right?"
He raised his head and waited angrily for Lingyin. Lingyin's entire back was soaked with cold sweat. He took off his coat and tugged on his collar hard. He felt it was hard to breathe, and his hair was a little messy because of his hands.
, but the solemnity on his face became stronger. For some reason, Huahua felt that his masculine appearance was super sexy.
Although Huahua was fuming, looking at Lingyin like this, his heartbeat began to accelerate. There was an electric current converging from the whole body to a certain point in the lower body. He seemed to have been shocked. When he realized the instinct of his body
After reacting, he bit his lip hard and cursed secretly: Huahua, you have some potential, okay?"
Isn’t he just a man? What’s so great about him!
Compared with my brother, this man has searched thousands of miles, hum!
However, Huahua's eyes cannot be relied on from his sexy face. He cannot control his body. Whether he admits it or not, he really misses him!
Lingyin frowned, looking at Huahua with falcon-like eyes, his expression very ugly. When he spoke, his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his nasal cavity: "Ten-year-old children know not to run around on the street, you are like this
A twenty-six-year-old man is worse than a ten-year-old child and deserves no discipline! Even a random passerby, I think he has the right to discipline you!"
He rolled up his cuffs. Huahua stared at his movements and took two steps back: "How about it, do you still want to hit me?"
Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!
Unexpectedly, the next second, Lingyin's hand stretched out towards him, but instead of hitting him, he hugged him and directly resisted him on the shoulder. The two bodyguards behind Huahua saw the situation and wanted to take action, but Lingyin gave him a cold response.
His eyes glanced over: "Go back and tell Gu Shaocheng that I took Huahua with me!"
"Put me down, Lingyin, let me down!" As soon as Huahua's body hung, he was on Lingyin's shoulders. It was a loss of face for him to be carried like this. I didn't expect that no one would be rude at this time.
After slapping it twice, Lingyin said, "Just be honest!"
"Lingyin, go to hell, what are you waiting for, save me!" Huahua couldn't break free of Lingyin's arm, and shouted for help to the two bodyguards.
The passers-by were looking at him, and he felt that he was being carried like this, which was embarrassing and humiliating.
The two bodyguards looked at each other, silently watching the fire from the other side.
It seems better for Mr. Hua to be taken away than for him to run around on the street. This Lingzong just saved Mr. Hua's life. He has also saved Mr. Hua before, so he shouldn't harm him, right?
Thinking like this, the two bodyguards did not bother to save him, but just followed him step by step.
Lingyin ignored Huahua's efforts to pull his hair and strode toward his car while carrying him.