Song Xiaoxiao glared at Zhan Qingyun: "You are enough, don't get an inch!"

If this Zhan Qingyun got out of her car and let the villagers see it, what would everyone think? Song Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and glared at Zhan Qingyun, hoping that he would get out of the way quickly.

Zhan Qingyun smiled hippiely: "I'm going to your village anyway to play, this is a big holiday, there must be more cars on the road, why don't you take me a ride by the way, but also reduce exhaust emissions, and contribute to environmental protection." ”

Song Xiaoxiao had nothing to do with him, so she could only let Zhan Qingyun get into the car aggrievedly. Not to mention, someone was accompanied, although it was not her intention, Song Xiaoxiao's heart was still a lot more stable.

She can only be a Q Di Anwei herself, if there is a dispute with the eldest aunt's family at that time, Zhan Qingyun can still be used as a helper to give her a town.

There is really a lot of traffic during the National Day, and everyone takes advantage of this small holiday to travel. Song Xiaoxiao drove a Mercedes-Benz in fear, for fear of bumping into it.

She was more careful with others, and then there was such a scene on the road. Other places are crowded, but the Mercedes-Benz where Song Xiaoxiao is located has a big vacuum around it.

Even so, Song Xiaoxiao was nervous, she was already equivalent to an old driver, and she used to drive Luo Tong's golden cup, so she was not nervous at all.

Now driving this expensive Mercedes-Benz, Song Xiaoxiao has nowhere to appease. She pursed her lips and firmly controlled the steering wheel with both hands, not daring to relax at all.

Zhan Qingyun sat in the passenger seat and looked at the ground for her, and finally arrived at a service area, Song Xiaoxiao breathed a long sigh of relief, ready to rest here for a while.

Zhan Qingyun got out of the car without saying a word, and Song Xiaoxiao blinked, not knowing what kind of wind he was smoking.

Suddenly, the car door on her side was opened, and Zhan Qingyun leaned in and unfastened the seat belt on Song Xiaoxiao's body. Looking at the face in front of him, Song Xiaoxiao's heartbeat was abnormal.

She asked in a trembling voice, "What are you doing?"

Zhan Qingyun knocked on the steering wheel: "You come down, I'll drive the next place, I feel hard to see you driving." ”

"Are you okay? This car is very expensive!" Song Xiaoxiao is a small citizen mentality, if something happens, won't she have to pay for it later?

Zhan Qingyun smiled: "It's all mine if something happens, what's the matter, can I come down?"

Song Xiaoxiao flattened her mouth, but she still got off the car according to her words, someone was willing to serve her, and she could still enjoy it. Besides, being able to get her former boss to be her driver, this Niu Song Xiaoxiao has been able to blow for a long time.

With Zhan Qingyun as the driver, Song Xiaoxiao was indeed much more relaxed, and she also had the heart to talk to Zhan Qingyun along the way. In order to drive, the atmosphere in the car was very dull, and even the always lively face was quietly curled up in the back seat.

She glanced at Zhan Qingyun's side face: "Why have you been in Zhejiang Province in the past few months, I remember that you are not in the capital?"

She is really dull enough, Zhan Qingyun has been spinning in front of her for a few months, and she has the heart to think about this, only when Zhan Qingyun stays in Zhejiang Province because of the needs of work.

Zhan Qingyun glanced at her: "The girl I like is in Zhejiang Province, she doesn't want to stay in the capital, I can only come here, anyway, my family is not my son, it doesn't matter where I work." ”

No matter how stupid Song Xiaoxiao was, she knew that Zhan Qingyun was talking about her, and she subconsciously retorted: "Don't you like Mu Qing?"

Zhan Qingyun's hand shook, and the route of the Mercedes-Benz immediately distorted, attracting a burst of dissatisfied horns from behind. Seeing that he was just getting off the highway in front of him, Zhan Qingyun glared at Song Xiaoxiao: "I'll talk to you when I go down." ”

I had never seen Zhan Qingyun with such an expression, Song Xiaoxiao shrunk her neck, and suddenly had a bad premonition. She racked her brains to think about how to break the awkward atmosphere in the car, but unfortunately, before she could come up with anything, Zhan Qingyun had already stopped.

Seeing Zhan Qingyun unbuckle her seat belt and lean towards her, Song Xiaoxiao leaned towards the car window like a little quail until she couldn't avoid it.

Satisfied, confined Song Xiaoxiao between the car window and his embrace, Zhan Qingyun felt that the depression in his heart dissipated a little. He grinded his teeth and looked at Song Xiaoxiao: "I thought I had already expressed it." ”

Song Xiaoxiao retorted weakly: "When you pursued Sister Mu Qing before, it was much more obvious than this, it was a rose and a dinner, and you came to the company to designate her to talk about business." ”

The more Song Xiaoxiao talked about it, the more affirmative she felt, and her voice was not as weak as it was at the beginning, and she was very straightforward. They just had dinner together, and there was nothing else, so how did it become obvious to him?

Zhan Qingyun squinted: "You mean that I also want to pursue you like I did when I pursued Mu Qing?"

Thinking of that scene, Song Xiaoxiao, who has always liked to be low-key, shuddered fiercely, "I still don't want it." ”

Song Xiaoxiao suddenly poked her finger at Zhan Qingyun's shoulder: "When have you pursued me?

Zhan Qingyun raised his forehead, and was sluggish for Song Xiaoxiao: "If I don't pursue you, will I be guilty of asking you to have dinner together at night? If I don't pursue you, will I buy a house here in Zhejiang Province?"

Song Xiaoxiao still didn't believe it: "Did you still like Sister Mu Qing before?

Although I have seen the love of Sheng Qiwu's hair, there is really no such situation as Zhan Qingyun. At first, he liked his friend, and after finding that it was fruitless, he turned to pursue her.

Although there has been a gap of more than four years between this turn, Song Xiaoxiao still doesn't believe it. Shouldn't liking be single-minded and consistent? So what is Zhan Qingyun?

Song Xiaoxiao, who has never been in love, is confused, love is really a bit difficult for her, she is a rookie, with rich theoretical knowledge and zero practical experience.

Zhan Qingyun knew that if he didn't clarify Mu Qing's matter with Song Xiaoxiao today, it was estimated that there would be grinding between him and Song Xiaoxiao.

He raked the hair. I'm thinking about how to organize the language.

"You know that people like beautiful things, especially when men are young, they are more likely to be attracted to women's appearances, which can be summed up as lustful to put it simply. ”

Zhan Qingyun is also analyzing his own character, and his evaluation is relatively objective. People are visual creatures, and good-looking people will naturally have more advantages than ordinary people.

"I was young at that time, Mu Qing was so beautiful, I think it was normal for me to have a longing for Mu Qing. ”