Chapter 1170 Pretending to Be Nie Xiaoxiao

Sharp edges and corners, three-dimensional facial features, sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes, when seeing Meng Ying, her thin lips curled up slightly, that viciousness was a bit more flamboyant than that of Ah Huai.

Jiang Chi looked at Meng Ying, and he walked over slowly, stood in front of her, then glanced at Nan Sang behind her, and chuckled, "You think you won't be with us anymore."

The man's voice was a bit pleasant, like a late-night male anchor, magnetic and lazy.

Meng Ying looked at this man, he should not be very old, maybe a little younger than Mu Yuansheng.

But, with style.

But compared to Mu Yuansheng, he is still a little inferior.

Probably beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Anyway, she liked Mu Yuansheng and felt that no one could compare to him.

"No." Meng Ying looked at this group of men and women, and she also realized that the Nie Xiaoxiao they knew was not that simple.

"Who is this man? Your new love?" Jiang Chi looked at Nan Sang without any hostility, but with some scrutiny.

"no."

"Whatever. Anyway, you won't be able to talk for long." Jiang Chi asked, "Get in my car?"

"Do you have mine?"

Jiang Chi looked at her twice, "Aren't you unwilling to ride?"

"Now I want to play."

There is a motorcycle club here, and there are many motorcycles in it.

Jiang Chi took her to pick one, and Meng Ying picked a fluorescent green one.

She put on the helmet, put on her long legs, and rode up.

"Pretty handsome." Jiang Chi praised.

Nan Sang also thought she was handsome, but she had never seen this side of her.

Meng Ying raised her eyebrows slightly, "Run around?"

A group of people rode on motorcycles, and Nansang protected her and also rode a black one.

The sound of the rumbling accelerator is one after another, very noisy, but the rider is very happy.

Nan Sang took a photo of Meng Ying and another photo of the gang. The one he gave to Mu Yuansheng with multiple people, and the one for Meng Ying alone, are kept.

A group of people are galloping on the road without people and cars, very public.

If this is placed in a busy city, it will definitely be scolded to death.

In the beginning, it was very friendly, everyone was very polite and humble people. At the back, Meng Ying twisted the accelerator and threw him off, and the others swarmed to follow.

They drove to the winding mountain road, and the roar felt that the mountain collapsed

Meng Ying was very fast, Nan Sang followed closely, and Jiang Chi and A Huai also chased after them.

They didn't expect Meng Ying to be so good at playing.

In the past, Nie Xiaoxiao only dared to stand behind Jiang Chi.

At the top of the mountain, Meng Ying had already stopped, took off her helmet, took a picture of the night scene and sent it to Mu Yuansheng.

Mu Yuansheng replied with a photo of him lying on the bed with the baby, with a sentence on the photo: My son wants to breastfeed.

Meng Ying smiled, and then replied, "Are you sure?"

"that's me."

Meng Ying replied, "Shameless."

Mu Yuansheng replied, "Come back early."

"Um."

Put your phone away, Jiang Chi is here too.

He put the helmet on the motorcycle, and looked at Nansang, who was not near or far from Meng Ying, who was more like a guardian. He always felt that Nie Xiaoxiao was a little different.

He walked behind Meng Ying and wanted to hug her from behind, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, someone pinched his neck from behind, and someone in front grabbed his wrist, and the pain hit him.

"Xiao Xiao, what are you doing?" Jiang Chi frowned. He could beat Nan Sang, but he couldn't do anything to Meng Ying.

Meng Ying raised her eyebrows, "What do you want to do?"

"Hold you." Jiang Chi was straightforward.