He Jiaming and Sweetheart had a car, and He Jialuo took the glasses girl, four people, and two cars, and set off towards Pingliu City. 『』『Words*love*first*hair.』

As soon as Sweetheart got into the car, she curled up in the passenger seat, the seat of which could be used as a recliner for her size, so she habitually took off her shoes, curled up her legs, and wrapped herself like a mouse.

He Jiaming saw it sideways, his heart was really complicated, why did this habit like a village hooligan and a wild woman look so harmonious when used on her?

And she slippers in public, this kind of hellish habit can be tolerated by herself, it seems that she is a brain wreck.

"It's at least twelve hours to Pingliu City, if the journey is smooth, so if you're sleepy, go to sleep. He Jiaming said.

"I'm not sleepy. Sweetheart shook her head, worried about Qinglang's safety, it was strange that she could sleep soundly.

He Jiaming was actually a little sleepy, and he asked his sweetheart: "Do you have a driver's license?"

"I have a driver's license, but I don't know how to do it, and I haven't driven on the highway. The sweetheart replied honestly, "I've driven a clear car and tried it in a place with few people." ”

"Hmm. He Jiaming nodded perfunctorily, "If I'm really sleepy for a while, then you can open it." ”

"Me?" Sweetheart was shocked, please, I'm a half-ass!

"It's easy to drive, I'll teach you. He Jiaming propped one elbow on the window, supported his cheeks, and held the steering wheel with the other.

"If you are sleepy, you can sleep for a while, let's put safety first, although I am in a hurry, but I don't want you to have any accidents. Sweetheart whispered.

He Jiaming glanced at her and smiled self-deprecatingly: "In your heart, I'm afraid that anyone's life is not as precious as Qinglang, right?"

"Of course not, all beings are equal, and it is better for everyone to be well. Sweetheart glanced at him, "Do I look like such a selfish person?"

He Jiaming raised his eyebrows: "It's not like it." ”

"That's not the end of it. ”

"It's basically true, every time you have a bit of, it's related to Qing Lang, and every day Qing Lang hangs him up before and after Qing Lang, you two just forget it!" He Jiaming teased.

"......" sweetheart was speechless.

Qinglang is her husband! She doesn't care about her husband, can't she worry about others? And Qinglang is really important to her, more important than her life experience and her family, without him, she is afraid that she is still that bleak little sweetheart, living an orphan life without father and mother.

Seeing that she didn't speak, He Jiaming simply turned on the music again, and the soothing piano music sounded, and the sweetheart was surprised: "You actually listen to this kind of music?"

"What's so rare that I look like a tasteless person?"

"Of course not. ”

He Jiaming held his cheek with one hand, and suddenly said after a while: "Sweetheart, when will you go with me abroad to meet my parents." ”

"......" Sweetheart looked at him with a weird expression, what are you talking about?

"I mean, you're my godsister now, shouldn't you look at your godfather and godmother?" He Jiaming's face turned unnaturally red.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you!" Sweetheart patted her head, "I'...... My parents have found me, I am from the Kent family, my parents are from the Kent family, you know the Kent family, right? Oh, my brother is Wei Chirong, and I have a younger sister, but life and death are uncertain!"

He Jiaming glanced at her indignantly: "Labor and management know! That's why labor and management said that you are a godsister! Do you want to repent?"

"I didn't mean that, I just told you that I'm not an orphan anymore......" Sweetheart was taken aback, this skill that suddenly changes her face in a second is really terrifying!

"That's really congratulations!" He Jiaming sneered and slammed on the brakes, "Born in a famous family, now that the wings are stiff, there are people in the background, I'm afraid you don't need me to help you anything, in that case, why do you want me to send you to the disaster area? I still want to live a few more years, you can find someone else." ”