Sun Luo's car turned into scrap metal within two days of borrowing it.
I found it in Song Junze’s circle of friends.
If she hadn't had an operation on hand, she would have wanted to see the tragic scene of the car accident.
However, as a friend, Sun Luo still sent friendly condolences to Jingmo.
When the call was made, as expected, Jingmo's crying voice came from the other end.
But before she even bothered to ask what was wrong, the phone was hung up.
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Jingmo chased her and deliberately ran into the butt of Song Junze's car. However, there was a girl in Song Junze's car at that time, and he was mouthing her.
With this collision, the happiness in Song Junze's lower body almost disappeared.
The car hit hard, and Song Junze braked suddenly and almost hit the windshield.
The next second, he turned off the engine, pulled the girl's hair aside, and got out of the car without even bothering to zip up her pants.
As soon as he got out of the car, Song Junze kicked the driver's door.
"Come down!" Song Junze loosened the collar of his shirt, twitched the corners of his mouth, bared his teeth, and smiled sinisterly.
Jingmo in the car clenched the steering wheel with both hands, his face almost buried in his arms, and his body couldn't help trembling.
She had simulated the current scene countless times in her mind, but when it was actually implemented, she was very scared.
Song Junze outside the car had no patience. After Gu Zi licked the corner of his mouth, he turned around and walked to the side of the road, picked up a brick and walked back.
A brick directly smashed the car window.
The moment the window glass shattered into spider webs, Jingmo was so frightened that he couldn't stop crying.
Song Junze didn't give up. He patted him again and yelled at the car window, "I count down to three times. If you don't get out, I will burn your old car!"
As soon as he said the harsh words, Jingmo cried even harder.
She flipped up her hair, wiped her tears, and quickly opened the car door.
As soon as he got off the car, a pair of long, white and tender legs were exposed in front of Song Junze.
Song Junze was stunned and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
He licked the corner of his mouth and felt that the girl in front of him was quite courageous.
"Do you know who I am?" Song Junze threw the brick in his hand and whistled at Jingmo.
Jingmo sniffed, and the tears didn't stop. The more he cried, the weaker he became.
The one with pink cheeks and jade face is both pitiful and full of lust.
Seeing that she remained silent, Song Junze raised his right foot and kicked Jing Mo's side directly. The foot landed on the collapsed car door and did not take it back.
Jingmo curled up the corner of his mouth and raised his eyes to look at Song Junze, shrinking and pitiful.
"Second Young Master, I really didn't mean it!"
"Hey, you recognize me." Song Junze put his feet away and bent down to stand in front of Jingmo.
As I got closer, I could smell the faint fragrance of her body, the milky fragrance mixed with a light jasmine fragrance.
At the same time, his eyes moved down Jingmo's smooth and white neck. After looking at it for a few seconds, he smiled and said, "I only have five cars in the world. If you hit me, do I still want it?"
"Second Young Master, I really didn't mean it." When Jingmo heard this, he immediately panicked, and the tears that he had just stopped burst out again.
Song Junze felt a little disgusted when he looked at her. What he couldn't stand the most was this kind of crying woman.
"Okay, this is nonsense. My patience is worth a lot of money." Song Junze said, pointing to the butt of his car, "Stand there!"
He commanded.
Jingmo was a little confused, but she couldn't resist Song Junze's stern eyes. After hesitating for a few seconds, she had no choice but to stand at the rear of the car.
Song Junze took out his mobile phone and took a photo of Jingmo.
During the photo shoot, the cold wind on the cold night blew up, lifting up Jingmo's skirt and long hair. The hair covered less than half of her face, and she reached out to lift it up.
At that moment, Song Junze happened to take a photo.
Song Junze sent the photo directly to Moments without indicating what it meant.
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At 10:30 p.m., Qin Xian took a shower, opened Moments out of boredom, and after scrolling through two posts, he saw the message from Song Junze.
The car crashed badly, but the woman standing next to her was very beautiful.
Qin Ji frowned, returned to the chat interface, and sent a message to Song Junze: Is that car scrapped?
Song Junze quickly replied: Find someone to collect it tomorrow.
Qin Geng:......
Song Junze: Let’s talk back, I’m a little busy right now.
Seeing this, Qin Xian lost interest. Just as he was about to put down his phone, he saw a photo sent to him by Song Junze.
Shot secretly.
Half of her body is wrapped only in a white bath towel. The curves of her side face are very delicate, and her figure is even more amazing.
Qin Xian looked at it, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but tighten.
At this time, news from Song Junze came again: It's on time, but I don't know what day it will be...