Knowing that he was extremely angry, Song Qingchun deliberately added a fire up, turned his head, and screamed at Su Zhinian one brother's shouting force: "Brother, what do you think of my fiance? Not very satisfied?"

Satisfied with a fart! Su Zhinian couldn't say a word, he raised his hand and pulled his tie grumpily, he had all the thoughts of killing!

How can I still be suffocated?

Since the fire just now was not big enough, she didn't mind continuing to add a firewood!

Song Qingchun tilted her head and smiled at Su Zhinian's tender and charming beauty: "Brother, if you don't speak, does it mean that you acquiesced into my fiance?"

"Second brother, great, my brother he agreed, we can get married..."

"Second brother, what are you doing stupidly, thank you my brother!"

"Oh, second brother, this is my brother. Although you look older than my brother, you also want to shout brother!"

With the encouragement of Song Qingchun, the beggar shouted "Brother" to Su Zhinian, but his tone was not fully pronounced, so he was stared at by Su Zhinian's cold and swollen eyes. The legs started to tremble.

What a skill it is to bully a begging little people with their unique aura!

Song Qingchun rolled his eyes vigorously, watching Su Zhinian, who was still standing there, did not rush up, and bit his teeth secretly, preparing to pour out the last oil in his bottom line.

She didn't believe it, she had done everything to such an absolute degree that Su Zhinian could still breathe!

Song Qingchun gave herself courage in the bottom of her heart, and then spoke to the beggar's crisp and brittle mouth, saying, "Second brother, since my brother has agreed to our marriage, do we have to have a kiss of affection?" ?"

"Anyway, tomorrow morning we are going to collect the certificate. I don’t mind to be with you tonight. After we kiss the kiss, we will open a room. You have a good bath and you will get the certificate tomorrow. it is good?"

Song Qingchun said more, the sweeter the tone, the sweeter her tone, the more crazy the fire in Su Zhinian's heart burned.

"Song Qingchun, I counted three times. If you don’t come back to me, you..."

Su Zhinian hadn't even finished speaking threatening words, Song Qingchun suddenly stood on tiptoe and leaned against the beggar's lips.

Su Zhinian's words disappeared into the throat, and he cursed low. The whole person could no longer care about her. She was forcing him to follow him, and she couldn't care about the persistence in her heart, squinting. Squinting his eyes, the beggar’s face shifted, avoiding Song Qingchun’s lips, and then the whole person stepped forward in two steps, pulling Song Qingjun’s arm and pulling her from the beggar’s front. Pull away.

"Brother, what are you doing! Brother, why are you stopping me from kissing my fiance..."

Su Zhinian's chest fluctuated. He touched a stack of money from his pocket and threw it to the beggar. Then he hid the button that Song Qingchun had thrust into him from his hand, and pulled Song Qingnian's wrist. He walked towards the place where the car stopped.

"I don't want to go with you, I want to be with my fiance, I don't want to go..." Song Qingchun squatted down on the ground, resisting Su Zhinian's strength to hold her forward.

Su Zhinian turned her head, glaring fiercely at the disregard of the image, and sitting on the ground, Song Qingchun, and then put a force on her wrist, pulled her up, and carried it directly on her shoulder, striding the meteor on the zebra crossing. .