The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 169 Tonight, She Is Happy
Tang Xinyan raised her misty eyes, bit her lips tightly, and the tip of her nose was flushed red by the night wind.

Seeing her like this, his heart softened instantly, "I can get the ring tomorrow, mom is saved, don't cry."

Tang Xinyan gave him a hard look.

She cried, not because of the ring at all, but because she was worried about his life——

Not daring to stay longer in this place of right and wrong, she handed her cool little hand into his big one.

With all his strength, he pulled her up from the ground, and she took advantage of the opportunity to sit on the sturdy and cool heavy motorcycle.

As soon as she sat down firmly, there was a roar from the locomotive, and then it sped away like a meteor.

This kind of locomotive can reach a maximum speed of 240 kilometers per hour, and has the sexiest back seat in the world. When a woman sits on it, she must stick to the man's back.

The wind was whistling in her ears, and the clear and masculine breath of his body came from the tip of her nose. She was as intoxicated as if she had been drunk, and unconsciously stretched out her hands to wrap around his thin waist.

Who said that a woman's waist is the most attractive, but the man in front of him has a thin waist and a slender back, all of which seduce and confuse her.

When she was a student, she saw boys riding bicycles with long-haired girls on campus. She was not without envy and anticipation.

But Fu Sichen felt that riding a bicycle was not in line with his status, and every time he picked her up, it was a luxury car.

The speed of the car was very fast, and the wind blew her hair. She resisted the urge to scream and looked up at the star-studded night sky, as if she was in a dream.

"Mo Chiwei, I heard a gunshot and thought something happened to you!" She lay on his back, facing the wind, and shouted.

"Your husband won't die so easily, don't worry, I still want to grow old with you." His voice was still deep and deep, the speed of the car was too fast and the wind was too strong, she couldn't hear what he said at all, she asked loudly , "Speak up, I can't hear you!"

He freed a big hand that was on the handlebar of the motorcycle, wrapped the small hand, put it on his lips, and kissed the back of her hand.

The skin kissed by his thin and soft lips felt like a tiny electric current passing by, and her heart froze.

She closed her eyes and didn't withdraw her hand.

It doesn't matter whether he has ever had a beloved woman, and whether he regards her as a substitute.

At least, tonight she is happy, happy, and moved.

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mountain top.

Brother Biao pulled the racing driver who had lost the race aside, and asked with a sullen face, "Didn't he shoot? Why didn't he get hurt and still win the race?"

"That man is very skilled. He managed to avoid a shot, blocked my way, and fought me. I am not his opponent."

Brother Biao rubbed his chin, his eyes were full of mischief, "I, Brother Biao, have never lost a game. If the news spreads, I will still be on the road, and the ruby ​​ring he wanted was left by the woman I once loved." The only relic, I can't let him take it away." As he spoke, he sneered, "I want him to live past seven o'clock tomorrow morning!"

……

Mo Chiwei drove Tang Xinyan halfway up the mountain, when suddenly more than a dozen sports cars came speeding up from the bottom of the mountain.

Seeing the menacing vehicles, Mo Chiwei suddenly felt bad.

He stopped the motorcycle and got out of the car with Tang Xinyan in his arms.

"It seems that Brother Biao wants to take my life tonight!" Mo Chiwei raised his left wrist to look at the time, "They will drive here in one minute, Mrs. Mo, if we want to survive, we have to avoid it." .”

They were standing on the edge of the cliff with no protective barriers. Tang Xinyan looked at the dark cliff with no bottom. Her pupils shrank slightly, "Brother Biao is on the top of the mountain, and his people are coming down the mountain. Maybe we have to jump off the cliff to avoid it." ?”

(End of this chapter)