Chapter 778

"Suqiao, you stop for me, do you give you the right to long legs, you will run away?"

Dismissive voice, shaving came, in the quiet seaside, it is particularly clear.

Looking at the figure flashing in front of his eyes, he didn't stop. The anger in Nian Nanchen's chest was even worse.

Su buckwheat endured the pain above his legs and ran faster.

Suddenly. A figure suddenly flashed in front of her, without waiting for her to see who was in front of her, a pair of hands. Invisible already ring on her slender waist.

Strange feeling, mixed with the familiar atmosphere, let Suqiao's back suddenly straighten.

Holding Su Qiao's waist in one hand and her jaw in the other, Li tingshen's dark eyes, which were deeper than the night, gazed at her for a moment and was desalinated by the moonlight. Falling a layer of shining and soft face.

"What are you running for?"

He just came to answer the phone, and unconsciously walked to the seaside here.

After he found a figure that made him feel familiar, he came over, but he didn't want to see Su Qiao.

The low voice, steady and powerful, fell on Su Qiao's ear. She recognized the man who was holding her waist as soon as she raised her eyes. It was the smelly man who had just bullied her.

"Li tingshen, let me go!"

Twisting the body, Su Qiao's inflexible hands and feet kicked him like crazy.

She really can't figure out the temperament of this uncertain man. Just like now, she doesn't know that this man knows that Nian Nanchen is chasing him, and whether he will make any excessive moves in order to provoke Nian Nanchen.

For a moment, Su Qiao, at a loss, felt that there were wolves in the front and tigers in the back.

"Move what?"

Su Qiao's behavior of avoiding him seems to be avoiding some monsters, which makes Li tingshen a handsome face. The color is as deep as night.

Bullying voice, very unfriendly in Suqiao's ear rings, let this was greatly wronged by her, the whole person struggle more intense.

"Go away, Li tingshen, you stinking man. I hate you. Let me go!"

Hands side of the weak push man to her constantly pressed chest, she side shame angry scold this man.

It's all because of him. If he didn't call the God of pestilence in niannanchen here, could she avoid that smelly man in such a mess?

In the voice of sobbing and mumbling, it was full of grievances, and even brought out the coquetry that she didn't even realize.

Su Qiao struggle of more fierce action, let Li Ting deep hold her body of strength a few more heavy.

Two small hands and waist are clamped by the stable man in front of us.

Su Qiao angrily raised his dull foot and kicked at Li tingshen's trousers.

"Come on, smelly man, let me go!"

Kick the man in front of you. She was like a broken foot, powerless.

In the cold moonlight, Su Qiao frowned tightly. She could see that her feet hurt badly, and she was still kicking herself. Li tingshen's face was very gloomy.

"I said I didn't mean to hurt you. What else are you doing? "

"What's wrong with me? Are you going too far?"

Even if he bullies himself, he still looks for Nan Chen to bully her together next year. Does he think her bad things are not enough?

"How can I go too far?"

Kiss her? Or where she shouldn't have been? You know, a long time ago, not to mention kissing and touching her, there was something deeper than that.

Looking at Li tingshen's face, Su Qiao was so angry that her face was full of color.

"Get away from me. Touch the women you want to touch

In the slightly damp eyes, there is a rising mist of stung.

Full of grievances, she said angrily. The man who looked at her up close frowned.

"What a mess do you have in your head?"

In his opinion, Teng Xue is just his sister. Even the two Buddhas at home like Teng Xue. No one can force him to marry Teng Xue as long as his client doesn't feel it.

What's more, even if there is something between him and Teng Xue, what does this woman look like?

The word "jealous" suddenly comes to mind. Li tingshen is in a trance and understands what this little woman means when she shows such a strong performance.

The handsome face of resolute lines is closer to Su Qiao's small face. The clear masculine breath fills Su Qiao's nose. The two people who blend the breath are full of each other's breath.

"Teng Xue, she's just my sister!"

"Who rarely knows what kind of relationship you have?"

Negative don't too small face, blush red small face of Su Qiao, anger didn't disappear, said even she didn't realize the sour words.

The more you look at Su Qiao, the more a kind of right and wrong, Li Ting's deep and sharp eyebrows. Pick it up.

"Are you jealous?"

I never knew that this woman's sour taste was so strong after she knocked over the vinegar jar.

"Who's jealous?"

When Li tingshen said that, Su Qiao's face turned even more red.

Mumbling her lips, she said with disdain, "can you stop feeling so good about yourself?"

Mumbling her lips, she said with disdain, "can you stop feeling so good about yourself?"

Su Qiao such violent emotional reaction behavior, let Li Ting deep Cen thin corner of the mouth, without trace of smile.

Slowly from Su Qiao's face in front of the body. He gathered up her broken hair at the temples.

"The relationship between me and other women is not what you think it is!"

"Whatever your relationship with other women is, let's go!"

Su Qiao doesn't have good spirit of open, Li Ting deeply caresses her sideburns of hand, dry stare at him one eye later, she pose to want to leave.

"Where to?"

Holding Su Qiao's wrist tightly, Li tingshen obviously didn't let her go. On the contrary, he took her hand and held the little woman's waist tightly in front of him.

"Where do you care? You let go... "

"Su Qiao, stop for me!"

Suddenly, a male voice mixed with anger, with the fire all over the sky, came unhappily.

By such a voice mercilessly stimulate her eardrum, close fitting Li tingshen Su Qiao suddenly wake up.

Looking at the ambiguous posture between two lovers, if she is hit by Nian Nanchen, she really has a hundred mouths that she can't say clearly.

Think of here, Su Qiao sullen frown——

"Li tingshen, what do you want? Let go of me

Randomly stretched out her hand, she pushed Li tingshen tattoo immobile chest.

Li tingshen, who also heard Nian Nanchen's voice, was calm and calm. Compared with Su Qiao, the existence of Nian Nanchen to him was just the existence of air.