MTL - Morning, the Heir-Chapter 1 Undress
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Chapter 1 Undressing
"Lin Xiaomi, where are you going! Why don't you come! Do you have a professionalism of journalists! I warn you, if you have no way to get a piece of news because of you, see how I can pick you up." Wang Feng lowered his voice and roared on the phone.
"It's getting faster, it's accelerating." Lin Xiaomi endured anger, hehe should.
I can't help but feel awkward: You are professional, and the camera that you took with the film has no electricity! Also journalists, said that the good point is entertainment, the popular point is the paparazzi!
On the big weekend, she spent a day and night without sleeping. When she was lying down, she was shouted when she was not bright. She drove the battery for him for an entire hour. He was still embarrassed.
"You give me a hurry, go to the beach! I really fell down for eight generations of mold, and you are assigned to such an assistant." Wang Feng still screamed in the end: "Accelerate acceleration, step on the gas will not, you this Stupid!"
Lin Xiaomi was mad at the air, and the accelerator was used as his head.
Heaven, when it was bright, there was a dark gray-blue in the field of vision, and there was no one on the road.
Lin Xiaomi’s headache is about to explode, but there’s still a sling in the ear.
She was a god-walker, and she walked out of the grass and walked out alone.
When she reacted, it was too late to brake.
The car slammed into the man, slamming, and sliding for a while before slowly stopping.
Lin Xiaomi’s brain was blank for a few seconds, and even Wang Feng’s screams could not be heard.
Thunder is rolling, she hit someone!
Lin Xiaomi stood in the car and had some blanks looking at the man who was lying in front of the car, smashed and bloody.
She was a bit stunned and was hit by her small broken car. Is the injury so miserable?
On the phone, Wang Feng said that he had not heard the response for a long time. He couldn't help but magnify her decibel: "Lin Xiaomi, are you dead? Speak!"
Lin Xiaomi responded, and plunged into the car, hung up his phone directly, and trembled and called the ambulance.
After the phone call, she stumbled and got off the bus. The man lying on the floor closed his eyes. The body was bruised everywhere. The thighs and the head kept bleeding through the head.
Lin Xiaomi shuddered his hands, shook his voice, and poked the man on the ground with his fingertips: "Hey, big brother, are you still alive? I, I didn't mean it."
"..."
No one responded to her.
It won't be dead.
How many years has it been dangerous to drive?
Lin Xiaomi squatted on the ground, scared to cry and screamed, blaming the **** Wang Feng, always told her to speed up the acceleration, now well, she directly accelerated to send herself into the detention center.
Lin Xiaomi was frightened and bravely reached out to explore the man’s breath.
The hand had not yet reached, and the man opened his eyes slyly, and the sharp light shone straight at her, sober and cold, scared Lin Xiaomi with a squat and fell to the ground, half a sigh, only "ah" One sound.
"You are not dead! Great!"
The cold and indifferent line of sight passed over her and looked behind her, and finally fell back to her body. There was no temperature in the voice: "You hit me, you are responsible."
Lin Xiaomi nodded hard, the delicate and beautiful five senses were full of sincerity: "I will be responsible, I have already called an ambulance, you will not have something, don't be afraid."
Leng Yuhuang looked at her from top to bottom and suddenly said: "Undress!"
"What?"
