Chapter 73

It is inconvenient for Su Qianmian to walk. He bought pink slippers with hellokitty on his feet a long time ago. It was a big sale in the mall. She also bought a pair for Xun Mochen, but it was blue.

I just didn't take it out and put it in the corner of the shoe cabinet.

Slippers are really not conducive to escape. Su Qianmian pinched his waist and wiped his sweat on the roadside, waiting for the rental.

She has always wanted to act like an elegant lady in the big family, with the most beautiful appearance, beautiful clothes, and nobleness between her hands and feet, and she can deal with all problems without being surprised and just right.

But she ran away in front of him again and again.

She didn't even have the courage to ask him what happened last night.

It is said that it will hurt a lot for the first time... Su Qianmian kicked and jumped on the slippers. Well, it's okay. I don't think so...

Xun Mochen is the devil. She should not approach him again.

But she inadvertently turned around and saw that the devil was not far away from her.

Xun Mochen's car was right beside him, but he was also wearing slippers on his feet. Obviously, he was chasing in a hurry.

"Su Qianmian, I warn you." He looked at her with an inexplicable fierceness in his eyes.

Where does Su Qianmian have the courage to walk back to him? She began to sweat all over and stared at the end of the road.

God free shipping! Hurry up and take a taxi to take her out of the sea of suffering!

"Su Qianmian, come back!" She actually stood in the middle of the road, and she was going to die!

On one side is Xun Mochen, and on the other side is a taxi that has finally been waiting for a thousand years. Su Qianmian stood at the intersection of the two routes and chatted in his heart: a car drives from east to west at a speed of 120km/h, 80m from the intersection; one person runs from south to north at a speed of 12km/h, from the intersection. 10m, ask if the two can meet.

It turned out to be a little worse. As soon as Su Qianmian got into the car, Xun Mochen also arrived outside the car door.

He patted the door and said, "Come down!"

Su Qianmian shook his head.

When Xun Mochen wanted to open the door, Su Qianmian pulled from the inside and urged the driver to drive.

Xun Mochen was so angry that he went to the driver and reached out to buy the driver.

But he is wearing a white shirt and has no money in his pocket...

However, his action reminded Su Qianmian. Su Qianmian quickly took out his wallet from Xun Mochen's suit pocket and quickly pulled out several red tickets: "Drive! Hurry up!"

The driver was puzzled: What kind of game are the two playing?

But, it's hundreds of yuan~ How many times his daily salary!

"Little girl, you've done it~" What do you care about him, customer first!

Su Qianmian once laughed at Xun Mochen: Do you think you can do whatever you want if you have money?

But she has to admit that money is sometimes very useful. For example, now.

Xun Mochen stood on the road and looked at the taxi that drove away. He was itchy with hatred: Su Qianmian!

The driver left with Su Qianmian, but he regretted it: the windy Ferrari behind him was chasing after him. If it hadn't been for the red light at the big intersection, they would have been caught up.

"Little girl, where are you going?" The driver asked.

"Whatever, it's okay to throw the car behind you. Is there not enough money? If it's not enough, I can add it." Su Qianmian said with Xun Mochen's wallet.

"It's not a matter of money. We are working in a taxi, not a ERO, not to mention that we don't have that technology. I don't know how much better the performance of the back car is. It's really difficult to get rid of it. Why don't I send you to a lively place? If you hide, it's naturally not easy for him to find. Maybe he will continue to chase me, which can be regarded as a transfer of tigers away from the mountain.

Yo, the driver is good, and he even knows how to transfer the tiger away from the mountain. That makes a lot of sense. Su Qianmian wanted to reward the uncle, but found that Xun Mochen's wallet had been lost by her.

Su Qianmian spit out her tongue and got out of the car decisively.

This is a lively business center. Su Qianmian got out of the car and attracted the attention of many people.

This belongs to the middle and low class, and her clothes are incompatible with here.

She looks like the most fashionable star in Paris who came down from the poster.

A man with layers of clothes and long curly golden hair held up the camera, aimed at Su Qianmian, clicked, and took a picture.

Su Qianmian looked at him.

The man is covered with a beard and seems to be a foreign artist.

He smiled at her kindly, and then said in lame Chinese, "Meow~ (Hello), Meow is very beautiful (you are beautiful)!" He raised his thumb to Su Qianmian: "Wu Mi is hungry, Wo Su wandering artist~" The foreign friend gestured randomly. Obviously, Chinese made him very uncomfortable.

However, what the 'wandering artist' said is very well, and it seems that he loves his career very much.

Su Qianmian didn't care. He smiled at him to show the friendship between the two countries... Khan! Then he hurried to a crowded place.

There is a shopping mall to open, and a big stage is set up in the middle of the road. The invited song and dance troupe is preparing to open, and some people have gathered below.

There are some firecrackers in the empty space of the stage and the crowd. The host is already testing the microphone.

Su Qianmian wanted to cross the crowd, so that he could never find her in the vast sea of people.

As soon as she squeezed to the other side, the crowd surged and crowded. She was wearing slippers and her clothes were extremely inconvenient, and she was almost overturned by the crowd.

There was a series of firecrackers behind him, which was deafening. Some firecrackers splashed on her leg and it hurt.

Squeak~~ There was a shrill sound in the microphone, a soft cry in the crowd, and some people who retreated began to rush forward, although the sound of firecrackers was still the same.

"That host is so handsome! But why do you look angry..."

"You stop!" The cold voice came from the loudspeaker through the microphone, which seemed to cover the crackling sound of firecrackers, which was so loud that it kept echoing in her ears.

"Su Qianmian, it's not too late to go back with me now."

Men's words are obviously more attractive to the public. The host under the stage wanted to go on stage several times to drive the young people off the stage: if you take other people's money, you have to do things for others! But the next one on the stage opened their eyes wide and paid attention to the development of the situation... Forget it, let's give this young man some time. Who hasn't been young?

Su Qianmian tightened his tight clothes and wanted to sneak away: There is a sea of people. Come here if you have the ability!

Xun Mochen sighed: You asked for it.

Yes, there are too many people. She may have disappeared when he squeezed over, but...

"The short-haired girl in weird clothes is my favorite girl. I want to confess to her. Please help me stop her."

He was born with a rare handsome face and a fierce and hard temperament. Against his white clothes, black trousers and blue hellokitty slippers, he softened a lot and seemed to be very loving. His voice was cold, but full of affection, like a low-spin cello, which was fascinating.

Female friends of all ages, old and young, bowed down under his suit trousers and wanted to help him independently; some people were purely coaxing; more people were bewitched by his voice - the kind of majesty, revealing goodwill, and irresistible appeal.

That's an involuntary worship of the strong.

In a word, Su Qianmian was surrounded by many eyes. No one stopped her, but no one made way for her.

A bold man shouted at her: "Your boyfriend is so romantic to confess to you, accept it!"

Xun Mochen, hello!

"You didn't know me on the first day. You should understand my style of doing things."

What? How does he know what I'm thinking?

"Your brain configuration is not very high, you are stupid, and it is not difficult to understand." Xun Mochen frowned and seemed to recall something: "My brain is faster than you, but your mouth is faster than me... Sometimes it's weird... I'm too lazy to pay attention to you."

Even if he was super good in science and engineering, his words were a little confused at this time. There was a burst of laughter under the stage, and Su Qianmian's face turned redder.

Xun Mochen seemed to laugh at himself, and his voice became gentle: "Qianqian, it's my fault. I didn't make it clear to you. But please believe me, my girlfriend can only be you.

There is the song of her favorite singer around her, "Light into love, whiten the dream, I don't want you to wake up, don't go too fast last night, oh... I can't say, hidden in my chest; kiss your cheek, prove that it really exists at this moment... This is love, the love for you, can't stop without a name, in the I'm looking forward to it. I don't understand until I think that the future is you. This is love..."

He walked slowly from the high platform and walked to her step by step: "Qianqian, as long as you say you want to marry today, I will marry tomorrow."

There was a boo around.

He has walked behind her, so close to her, and whispered in her ear, like a wind chime blown by the wind: "Qianqian, I like you more than you think."