Apart from the fact that she and Mr. Gu sat together for dinner last time, they were still in the shape of a vertical bar. The other three times we met, they were really unique.

If it wasn't for the last time I saw her having dinner with Mr. Gu, the right wing even felt that this woman was disabled in her lower body. How could she be held horizontally by the boss every time!

Sheng Yuchen's speed doesn't allow him to think much at all. He throws his cigarette butt on the ground and immediately goes forward to open the door of the rear seat.

"Open the front door!"

The right wing was stunned for 0.01 seconds and immediately responded. He opened the front door and saw with his own eyes the boss put the woman in his arms on the co pilot. He pulled the seat belt and stuck the woman in the seat with a click.

Mu Chuqing is still fighting for the bar, reaching out to take off the seat belt, but Sheng Yuchen pressed it.

"Don't move!"

After roaring in a low voice, he forced to close the door, stepped into the driver's seat with a big step, and the car "snapped" off the lock.

Mu Chuqing pulls the safety belt the hand to freeze, blinks between, saw the hotel gate to have the massive reporter to pour over.

Mu Chuqing didn't have time to think about it at all. The car suddenly fell back, followed by a 90 degree turn. The accelerator seemed to blow to the bottom, and rushed straight to the front door of the hotel.

The reporters rush up to dodge to both sides of the car to avoid Sheng Yuchen's Rolls Royce without slowing down.

Mu Chuqing's whole forehead was made of wood. His eyes were fixed on several reporters lying on the car body in front of him. They were scraped aside by the car and finally fell to the ground.

Looking through the rearview mirror, it seems that there is no blood under the wheel.

Sheng Yuchen has a pair of swords and eyebrows. There is obvious anger Lingering between his eyebrows. He holds the steering wheel with both hands tightly. His eyes are looking straight ahead. The car must pass through the gap in the traffic. The car has no purpose. Where the car is few, where to go.

There are no street lights outside the dark windows. The only thing you can see is the scene from the headlights of knowledge vehicles. There are many dead trees and the streets are secluded.

Finally, the sound of the brakes rang through the quiet street.

Mu Chuqing's eardrum is in pain, and her whole heart is trembling.

It was as if the brake pads of the car were scraping all over her.

Then, mu Chuqing felt that the back of the car seat she was leaning against was slowly down. At the same time, the seat belt was unfastened.

Then, Sheng Yuchen's strong body suddenly came up, stretched out her hand and passed through the back of her head, leaned over to kiss her lips.

Her lips and tongue firmly pry open her teeth, and her wet and slippery tongue force her to entangle her, and sweep between her lips and teeth with great inclination, which is a continuous and deep intense entanglement.

The back of her head was tightly clasped by his big palm. She couldn't escape. She could only bear his violent kiss.

The back of the car seat behind is completely put flat, but the kiss of Sheng Yuchen never leaves her lips.

The air inside the car became warm, with heavy gasps and the sound of tongue and lips.

Gradually, Sheng Yuchen's hand also began to be uneasy. He put his arm around her waist and pushed it straight into her back along the gap of her dress waist, brushing up and down.

A string in Mu Chuqing's mind is tightened at the moment. She pushes Sheng Yuchen away and leans against the door.

Mu Chuqing wiped his mouth and swallowed his own breath