Chapter 541： "Huanhuan, I have nothing with her, you believe me, eh?"

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Mo Shiqian originally thought that Wen Ye had just provoked Chi Huan on the phone. He didn't respond until he saw the three words ... Chi Huan just said that she had arrived in Paris. He had no real sense.

She hadn't greeted him with a surprise, and even if she came back, she should not have told him.

This **** woman.

Mo Shiqian's words almost overflowed from the gap between the teeth. "Have you brought her to Paris?"

"I also brought her to eat and arrested her," Wen Zheng crooked his head and touched his ears. "I left only half a minute ago, and you got mad."

Mo Shiqian was anxious to tear the woman at this time, but she didn't have the leisurely feelings. She pushed Wen Yong away and chased her with her long legs.

Chi Huan even forgot to leave the suitcase in the trunk of Wen Ye ’s car. She raised her hand and hired a taxi to go to the airport. Anyway, her credentials were in the bag. Of course, she did n’t have time to think about it at this time. With a thought in mind, I went to the airport.

Stop the car to see your luck. At this time, many people come to the restaurant to eat, but leave less, so Chi Huan quickly stopped a car for rent.

As soon as he pulled in the car door and entered half of his body, his arm was suddenly pulled by a strong force. The man's strength was too strong and his inertia was too strong. He hit his head directly on the man's chest, and her forehead was red.

She was holding her breath, and the pain broke out instantly, and Bao Shun of the mobile phone smashed it in the past, "Give me!"

After a few smashes, he pushed him away again, then turned around and got on the car again.

I also want to know how Mo Shiqian could let her get in the car and take her by the wrist.

Chi Huan felt that she was very calm when she left the restaurant, and there was no emotion at all. Now the man was caught by it. The sparks ignited in the original fire.

"let me go!"

"Mo Shiqian, you let me go!"

Chi Huan was desperately struggling in his arms. If he could not struggle, he smashed him with the bag in his hand. There was no way to smash it. The leather bag was not soft. It was really painful to smash it so hard.

Mo Shiqian clasped her with one hand to keep her away, and allowed her to mess up in her arms, and the other hand closed the taxi door that was pulled open.

The car owner looked at them for a while and probably saw that the little couple was losing their temper, so he drove away.

Chi Huan was so emotionally excited. The more the man strongly restrained her to restrict her actions, the more she became out of control. The more repressed the more rebellious, she could n’t wait to smash him with her bag. Look.

When Mo Shiqian looked at her, she knew that she couldn't listen to anything, and didn't want to sing on the street to attract attention. She held Chi Huan's hand and walked towards the parking lot. Driving the door and then stuffed her in.

"Mo Shiqian, you ..."

"Stay in the car, don't want to go anywhere," the man stood outside the car, one hand resting on the door, the other hand stopped her, and looked at her with a thin lip, and raised her voice clearly and calmly, "You Cooperate. Let's find a place to talk. If you don't cooperate, I'll call the bodyguard to drive. "

Chi Huan bit his lip and looked at him, breathing shortly, his face flushed with emotions, but his eyes were extremely cold.

But in the end, she didn't bother getting out of the car anymore.

According to the actual situation, even if she really arrived at the airport, Mo Shiqian had a way to make her unable to get on the plane, and she calmed down a little to understand that there was no way to be so noisy.

But there are always times when people cannot control themselves.

She closed her eyes and stopped looking at him.

Mo Shiqian closed the door, bypassed the car and returned to the driver's seat.

All the way, Chi Huan didn't say a word, his emotions ranged from extreme excitement to complete apathy.

He tried to talk to her, and she ignored.

So he was silent all the way, until the car stopped in front of a six-star hotel-the same hotel where the last time Chi Huan came over.

Chi Huan didn't know what the hotel had to do with him, maybe it was owned by Clod-Summer. Mo Shiqian communicated with them in French, and the waiter handed him the room card in less than a minute.

Since getting off the car, the man has been holding her hand. Chi Huan threw it a few times and didn't shake it off. She didn't want to be too ugly in public. Pull your own hand back.

If you can't pump it back, you can't throw it off.

Chi Huan looked up coldly, "You let me go."

Mo Shiqian looked down at her and did not respond to her words.

"I have legs and can walk by myself, loosening your hands."

The elevator door opened.

She was still indifferent, with no compromise at all.

Mo Shiqian let go of his holding hand.

Then the next second, before Chi Huan's stepping foot fell, she was suddenly hugged by a man from behind.

The hotel's promenade is covered with thick and soft carpets, and there is almost no footsteps on it, and the light is warm and quiet.

Chi Huan wasn't even interested in letting her down this time.

Opening the door, he hugged her and went in.

Even if it wasn't the suite last time, but the specifications are the same, so when you walk in and see it, it's almost exactly the same decoration, there is a kind of illusion.

Mo Shiqian put her on the sofa, then bent down in front of her, squatted down, and her hands fell on her knees.

Noisy, noisy, quiet, at this moment.

He looked at her cold face, rolled his throat, and said hoarsely, "Huanhuan, I have nothing with her, you believe me, eh?"

The man said as he shook her hand, and when he touched it, he was thrown away by almost reflection.

Chi Huan looked down at his handsome face, and somehow his red lips pulled out a smirk, "She is your client?"

For a moment, "No."

"You said it was a customer on the phone."

Mo Shiqian didn't speak.

Chi Huan didn't know what he meant by silence. She thought he was explaining it. Not talking meant ... conscience?

As soon as this thought came to her mind, she stood up and wanted to go out.

Mo Shiqian moved faster than her. The next second she got up, she wrapped her waist around and brought her into her arms. At the same time, she whispered in her ear, "I was a woman I knew a few years ago. , I just don't want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings. "

For the woman I met a few years ago, Chi Huan was not surprised, because Wen Yan had already said it.

She raised her hand and patted his hand on her waist. She didn't leave immediately, but just leaned over to the other side, keeping a distance from him.

"Women I met a few years ago, how did they eat again after a few years, is it a relive of old dreams, or is it that I am not by your side during this time, and you are hungry and thirsty, so the firewood is burning?"