Song September was captured and got into the car. He was struggling all the way, but the man in black on one side had been stunned for a long time. He even forgot to pull out the gun pinned on his waist. What's the matter? It's just to catch a woman in such a big battle, or such a woman who has no power to bind a chicken. Can they lift each other with one hand.

People just think that day big dog, but there is no way, and have followed the car, see the boss like that, the woman in the end is where to provoke him? It can't be that you don't want to be responsible and want to escape

At the thought of this answer, everyone looked at each other and laughed, and the bottom of their hearts became clear.

Song Jiuyue's car is only her and Fu Yan, plus Mo Yi driving in front, there is a strange quiet in the air.

Mo Yi pretends to be deaf and can't hear miss song's cry for help. Anyway, the boss's animal business was done last night. He can't do anything more animal.

Song Jiuyue huddled himself in despair, tears hanging on his face and huddled pitifully in his seat.

But Fu Yan was in a good mood, so no matter whether she was crying or not, she pulled someone over, hooped them in her arms, and pinched each other's chin, which was a long kiss.

"Honey, tell me why you want to escape, eh?" His voice is low, mixed with his masculinity, around Song September.

Song Jiuyue bowed her head and struggled for a while. She couldn't get rid of each other's shackles at all. She could only hang tears. She had been kissed by each other, and even cried intermittently. It was very pitiful.

After conquering the little wild cat, Fu Yan was in a good mood. She leaned lazily on the back of her chair, holding song Jiuyue in one hand and smoothing her hair with the other.

"You have to be obedient. You understand? I can't escape if you mess with me. Even if you go abroad, I can get you back."

Song September's heart trembled, heavy.

Fu Yan's mouth was hooked and her head was on her shoulder. Her hair fragrance floated all the way into her heart.

After a while, the car stopped.

"This This is not my home. I'm going back. "

As soon as song September saw where the car was parked, his face turned white. He shivered and tried to open the door, but Fu Yan grabbed her back.

"Go back, where are you going? This is your home from now on. "

"I don't want it!"

Song Jiuyue refuses to get out of the car with his chair. His eyes are red. Fu Qian is exerting a little force outside, but he can't drag it.

Did this woman grow up eating big beans? She has such strength.

Fearing that she would be hurt, Fu Jin didn't dare to drag her with brute force, so he could only sink his face.

"Song September, come down!"

"I'm going back..."

Fu Jin was angry smile, get on the car rude will each other hoop in the arms, like dealing with a small pet, put each other out.

Not far away, Mo Yi couldn't bear to look directly at his boss. Everything was elegant, but since he met Miss Song, nothing was right.

Song Jiuyue couldn't resist, so he had to give up the struggle. He was carried away by the other side with one hand and looked dejected, which made Fu Yan angry and funny.

It was not until he entered the room that he put the man on the sofa. Song September was frightened by the full house of guns and ammunition. His face was red and white, and he didn't dare to say a word. It seemed that as long as she spoke, the muzzle of those guns would fire at her. When the bullets were loaded, she would be shot into a sieve.

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