"Get away!"

Hate gnashed his teeth, Gu Qianmeng sniffed at Qi Ye's words and was ready to shout.

Qi Ye had already seen this, so he opened the door of the car with a clear purpose and wanted to throw her out.

"Don't push me, don't push me!" With wide eyes, Gu Qianmeng was certainly unwilling to get out of the car. He grabbed the car wall with both hands.

"Although I don't like to get angry, don't think I have a bad temper." Qicheng Songsong tie.

In fact, Qi Ye's silent appearance can be frightening, if such a person wants to lose his temper?

Smoke your mouth, Gu Qianmeng...