Reborn Girl’s New Life

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Song Yunxi’s voice of the recorded clips moved Huo’s sight to the cold and bloodthirsty.

Her expression is not half-divided with fear and waves, but she calmly looks at Huo Wei: "Although it is a good idea to kill me and plant your blame for your stepmother, you should make it clear that your mother's backing is your father."

Huo Wei looked at her with evil.

Song Yunxi did not stop, she put the phone back to the place where she was originally placed, and then looked up at him: "Your stepmother has already given birth to two daughters in their twenties, but now she is only forty-six years old, she You can also have a child, right?"

Huo's fingers tightened the steering wheel and his eyes were cold.

Song Yunxiao looked at his sight and nodded. "Well, I know, your stepmother is pregnant."

Huo's fingers moved away, and I just wanted to kill Song Yunxiao.

Song Yunxiao suddenly spoke up and asked him: "Since it is already at stake, then, do you want to make a deal with me?"

Huo's brow screwed, and the finger that left the steering wheel paused.

Song Yunqi reached out and pressed his finger off the steering wheel back to the steering wheel. Although the force was light, it had the power to guide the direction.

"Mr. Huo, I will help you clear the roadblocks, but as a feedback, you have to deal with it, don't let the Huo family and the Chu family tear the face."

Huo's fingers were put back on the steering wheel. The back of his hand could feel the temperature of Song Yun's fingers, and the evil look in his eyes converges unconsciously.

"Do you help me clear the roadblock?" He sneered at her and seemed to be disdainful about her incompetence.

Song Yunxiao smiled slightly and looked at her: "Do you think that I don't have this ability?"

Huo Wei looked at the confident smile on Song Yun's face. From her eyes, she saw a glimpse of the cold light, like a cold sword hidden in a scabbard. The thinness of the cold is invisible, but it will be full of power when it breaks out.

"You are nothing compared to my father."

Song Yunxiao nodded: "Huo Qixiong is indeed the industry's amnesty in the famous earthquake city, but when people are old, they should play chess and drink tea safely. Are you saying that?"

Huo Wei looked at Song Yunxiao, and the haze in his eyes was submerged and precipitated.

Song Yunxiao turned his head and looked out the window: "The difference between death and death is that one is a little faster, one is slower, but it will die. But if you do, you might be happy before you die. Put it."

Her words are easy and simple, not at all like a game.

However, Huo Wei is very clear that Song Yunxiao is playing the game with a relaxed tone of laughter.

"If you fail, you and I will die."

Huo Wei reminded her.

Song Yunxiao smiled and said: "On the part of Zhang Yifang who has been pregnant with the second child, you can't retreat. The ambition of Zhang Yufang, the woman's ambition, has not dissipated for more than 20 years. She wants the whole Huo family, you Not his own, she can't believe you."

What Huo Wei said to her can not be denied, because Zhang Yifang is indeed such a person.

It is not easy for Zhang Yufang to marry into the Huo family at a young age, and she is not willing to have two daughters.

She always wanted to regenerate her son. If this son appeared, he would have to squander the roots of Huo Wei, who had not yet mastered the power of Huo.

Song Yunxiao felt that he had already said it almost. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and looked at the time. He turned his head and talked to Huo Wei: "It is not too late, we should go back. Otherwise, Chu Mo should find it."

She said this before.

Lamborghini’s driver’s seat door was slammed open.

Huo Wei also got a response in the future and was taken out of the driver's seat.

"Hey!"

"Wait."

She stopped out.

Behind the person who pulled Huo, there was a man who was unhappy: "Let Mr. Huo."

Sure enough, the person who pulled the Huo stopped the action in his hand.

"Yes, Chu Shao."

Song Yunxiao shook his head helplessly, opened the door of the passenger seat and walked down. Some blame looked at the opposite side of the low-pressure Chu Moshui: "I said two words to Mr. Huo, why are you chasing it so quickly?"

Chu Moyu wore a black suit, and the three-piece suit of the typical suit in Hong Kong was worn on his body to give him a more gloomy feeling, and he was not angry and arrogant, just like a dark emperor.

Song Yunxiao walked over and grabbed his hand with both hands: "Well, don't be so angry, I won't sneak out of you in the future."

She seldom wants to take the initiative to admit mistakes, but she is the best solution to the current troubles.

Chu Mo's face was cold, his chin was tight and his eyes were cold.

Song Yunxiao turned and looked at Huo Wei: "Sorry, I don't think I can go back in your car. Mr. Huo will go first."

If it is known by Chu Moshen that Huo Wei put her out to kill her to marry Mrs. Huo, then things will become difficult to end.

Moreover, if she is not doing well, she will completely break her plan on such a critical point and let her return to Yuncheng with nothing.

She doesn't want to be alone.

Miss Hoo’s second thing is nothing but a small splash.

The real big waves are just beginning.

Huo Wei’s eyes are unpleasant to look at the desert: “Chu Shao does not have to worry, I will not hurt Miss Song, leave.”

After that, I will leave on the train.

Looking at the car turning away, Song Yunxi was relieved.

But this tone has not yet sunk, and Chu Mo has pulled over her shoulder, and her eyes stared at her like an eagle with insight into everything: "What tricks did you use for him?"

Song Yunxiao felt his fingers pinching his shoulders, frowning, and showing weakness in a timely manner: "Indifferent, you hurt me."

Chu Mo's fingers are stiff and stiff, and she is unfamiliar with her weak reaction.

Song Yunxiao looked at him: "Don't let me go?"

"Do not let go."

He opened his lips coldly.

The next second, Song Yunxi was dragged into the back seat of the luxury car by her wrist.

"Back to the hotel."

"Yes, Chu Shao."

The driver in front of the driver was obedient driving, but the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, let alone squint at the eyes to see what appeared in the rearview mirror.

Song Yunxiao was sitting on his lap by Chu Mo's squatting. He felt a sigh of relief when he felt the heavy force of Chu Mo's hand: "What are you going to do?"

"I said you can come out of the hotel?"

“It’s nothing to breathe.”

“I breathable into the car of the young Huo Jia?”

Song Yunxiao frowned and angered: "What do you mean?"

"What do you say?" His lips lie on her white earlobe, and the burning heat is almost as hot as a person, but the words of the mouth are a little cold.

"You don't want to think about something awkward in your head."

"Is it because I am jealous, or are you jealous?"

Chu Mo 宸 asked her, but the big hand moved a few inches from her waist.

Song Yunxiao's cheek was white, reaching out and holding his hand, looking at the driver in front of him, and hanging his eyes, like a weak kitten, slowed the anger of anger: "Let's go back and say."

His hand moved again.

She held his hand and said: "You don't want to be hated by me?"

Her voice is as light as it is, but she is as strong as a snake.

Chu Mou moved her hand back to her waist: "Okay, let me go now."

Chu Mo Yu is a man who speaks and counts, and is also a man who possesses his exuberance.

When Song Yunxiao was pulled into the room by him, he just entered the door and was pressed on the wall by him.

The body was lifted by him. She did not support the body's point of strength, only holding her hands around his neck.

His lips slid down her earlobe, carefully a little bit, ironing her neck and reaching his shoulder.

Her collar was torn open and her white shoulders were exposed to the light.

The color of the eyelids in the desert of Chu is deeper, and a little bit of a spark is spread, filling the whole body.

She has eyebrows and bites her lower lip.

Chu's chest was ironed on her body, and the heat of the kiss made her feel as burning as burning.

"Here, still go to bed?"

She spit out two words: "Bed...bed..."

"You are really conservative and have no interest at all."

He hugged her.

However, when she was only a few steps away from the luxurious bed, she was peeled off the clothes on the wall.

The clothes slipped and the hair was scattered.

The lips that are bitten red and swollen are as rosy as autumn ripe cherries.

The temperature in the room began to climb, and the sky outside the window was faint.

The world that Song Yunxiao saw was shaking, and finally even rotated.

The whole world is bumping, as if it has experienced a huge storm.

She is like a boat that can't control herself, can only be shaken by the rhythm of the wind and waves.

The world begins to score a minute of darkness.

Her fingers were out of strength, unable to climb, slipping down his back.

But she didn't understand why the wind was not gentle at all.

Simply, it’s like going back to the original one.

No, it’s harder to adapt than the original one.

It is like, punish her.

She felt very painful and her fingertips were slightly cold because of the pain.

However, some people hold the cold fingertips in the palm of their hands and warmly warm her with the temperature of the palm.

"Sorry, just... a little out of control..."

She picked up her body and wanted to rely on that warm place.

He reached out and held her in his arms, and his lips were lightly printed on her earlobe: "However, it is really dangerous for you to slip out of my protective circle. The port city is not a place like Yuncheng. If I can't find you, I will probably never find it again."

That kind of risk, as long as you think about it, people feel scared.

He didn't want to be scared like this.

"Clouds, listen to me, go back to Yuncheng."

His kiss fell on her cheek.

She buried her face in his arms and refused.

He picked up his lips and reluctantly reached out and squeezed her chin, straightening her face and pressing the lip against her lips.

Song Yunxiao’s body shuddered.

Her temperature passed to his body, and his voice became hoarse again: "Even if you don't like me to kiss your lips, learn to adapt slowly, because I can't do it without kissing you."