"No! I won't let go! " The man suddenly played a rogue.

If it were the past, how could Wen churan not be moved?

Just five years later, her heart was like a rock. At this moment, she only felt ridiculous to see him.

Suddenly, she raised her hand, gently stroked the back of the man's head and gently asked, "do you know what was wrong five years ago?"

At that time, Mo was stiff and seemed surprised that she would make such a move. She was stunned for a long time before she reacted.

"I know I'm wrong..."

He spoke so fast that he seemed anxious to prove his sincerity.

Wen churan didn't stop stroking, but he sneered and said in his ear, "it's a pity that not all sorry can be exchanged. It doesn't matter. You know it's wrong, but I'm not going to forgive you!"

Every word is full of deep heartlessness and hatred, like hitting the heart of Sheng Shimo.

I'm not going to forgive you.

This sentence, like a magic spell, lingered in his ears and mercilessly tortured his nerves.

While the man was stunned, Wen churan pushed him away, turned around and ran to the door.

Before running a few steps, I suddenly felt a whirl of heaven and earth. Then, the thin body was easily carried on the shoulder by the man.

"Ink in its prime! You are crazy?! Let me down! "

Sheng Shimo ignored her yelling and carried her to the outside of the reception room.

Wen churan scolded, "are you a bandit?! What else is there besides kidnapping? Let me go if you can! "

At that time, Mo leisurely replied, "I don't mind if you think I'm a bandit. Just... It's you today!"

"This is the airport. There are so many people outside. As president, you are not afraid to be gossip when you carry a woman out like a bandit!"

After listening to the woman's slightly threatening words, Mo couldn't help laughing and said, "who dares to gossip when the president works? Don't mention carrying you. Even if it's rude to you, they will be selectively blind. If you don't believe it, I don't mind trying to show you. "

"Madman! Psycho! " Wen churan was so angry that he could only beat his back with his fist and swear indiscriminately.

Wen churan was carried all the way to the underground parking lot by a man and stuffed into an extended Lincoln car. He was surprised to find that small fried dough sticks and small milk cans were also there.

The little milk jar was stuffing cake into its mouth and had a lot of fun.

Little fried dough sticks looked at Wen churan with apologetic eyes. "Miss Wen, I'm sorry, they are too right. I can't beat them, and..."

And the little movie emperor threw himself into the net as soon as he heard that there was a cake in the car!

Wen churan shook his head helplessly. "I don't blame you."

She's not the same. She's pushed in hard

At that time, Mo ordered the driver coldly "go to the presidential palace!"

Wen churan leaned close to the ear of the small fried dough sticks and asked quietly, "did you call Mu Cheng?"

Originally, she didn't want to trouble Mu City, but now this situation forced her to turn to Mu city for help.

The little dough stick opened his mouth and was about to answer. Before he could make a sound, he was interrupted by the prosperous ink nearby. "His mobile phone has been confiscated."

Wen churan was surprised. The little fried dough sticks wanted to cry and nodded his head without tears.

Just as he was about to report to Mu Cheng, his mobile phone was robbed directly.

Wen churan rubbed the swollen temples and felt that all the roads had been cut off.