Ignoring Zhao Gang's retention, Ruhan left the ward. Although her hatred for Zhao Gang has decreased, she can't do it at all. When she came out of the hospital, she felt sullen, as if she couldn't breathe, and she wanted to talk to someone.

Regarding Zhao Gang, her best confidant is probably Cui Zhihao. After thinking about it, Ruhan dialed his phone and told Cui Zhihao about Zhao Gang's injury. asked where Ruhan was, and Cui Zhihao quickly rushed over.

Ruhan got into the car, Cui Zhihao landed in gear and started the engine.

Ruhan looked out the car window until she could no longer see the outline of the hospital. It's hard for her to describe how she feels at this point.

Cui Zhihao held the steering wheel in one hand and glanced at the little girl beside him.

At a glance, Ruhan felt the strength of his aura, even if he didn't speak, it was impossible to ignore.

In the enclosed space, strong and cold male hormones invade all the air.

Depressed, dull, and a somewhat restless heartbeat.

Ruhan could only turn his head sideways and look at the scenery outside the car window to relieve the sudden uneasiness in his heart.

"How is Zhao Gang?"

Finally, Choi Zhihao rarely broke the silence in the car.

"He's fine, not badly injured. Ruhan responded, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she didn't raise her head.

Cui Zhihao's eyes sank, and he said, "I'll go see him another day." ”

"No need Brother Zhihao, I guess he doesn't want to see you. Ruhan understood Zhao Gang's thoughts and refused for him.

Listening to Ruhan's words, a cold light suddenly appeared in the man's dark eyes.

"He doesn't want to see him sooner or later, I'll come to see him another day. Firm voice. Strong, there is no room for negotiation.

Ruhan was stunned and didn't dare to refuse again.

She quietly glanced at Cui Zhihao beside her, and found that his jaw was tight, and his already cold face was plated with a layer of frost.

Ruhan twisted his eyebrows, vaguely feeling that the people around him were suddenly angry, and the atmosphere in the car became dull again.

Alone with Cui Zhihao, Ruhan sometimes gets nervous. Sitting in the moving car, my eyelashes trembled as tiredness struck. Slowly closed his eyes......

Cui Zhihao pulled over to the side of the road and stopped. took off his shirt and covered Ruhan's body curled up in the saddle. One of his blouses covered most of her body.

The face as soft as white jade has a shallow blush of sleep. Pretty nose. The pink lip flap is slightly open. Ruhan's sleeping posture is very lazy. It looks beautiful and charming, like a lotus blooming quietly, enchanting but not glamorous.

Help her untie the strands of hair stuck to her pink lips. Fingertips touched her lip flap unexpectedly.

Delicate, creamy.

He has calloused fingers that are rough to the touch.

"Hmm......" Ruhan sighed in her sleep.

Disturbed from her sleep, her uncomfortable eyebrows frowned.

Inadvertently touched her fingertips, and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, her lips moved, and the two lip flaps that rippled like pink rose petals directly held his fingertips!

Cui Zhihao twisted his eyebrows, and his black eyes were cold.

Even if the person in the dream is asleep, he is not quiet.

The resolute lines of the chin are tight, and Cui Zhihao's dark eyes are dark.

This little thing!

It's really, it's so grinding!

It seemed that he was tired of eating "candy", and Ruhan let go of the teeth that were biting his fingers.

Cui Zhihao stared at her beautiful sleeping face, his handsome eyebrows and eyes froze, and he directly pulled out his fingers.

Opening the car door, Cui Zhihao walked down with a black face. At seven o'clock in the evening, the road was not very congested.

A noble and unpretentious man, a tall and slender figure leaning on the silver-gray body, his expression arrogant and indifferent.

lit a cigarette, Cui Zhihao frowned deeply, and took a deep breath.

In the midst of the smoke, he looked at the road where the cars were coming and going. There is no boundary, and it seems that there is no end in sight!

Turning back, he paused as he pushed the cigarette to his lips.

Through the transparent window, Cui Zhihao saw Ruhan curled up in the passenger seat and asleep.

It's so quiet, it's the same as a kitten, so delicate.

The cigarette between his long fingers burned to the end, and with a pinch of his cold lips, Cui Zhihao snuffed out the cigarette butt, and the gray ash did not feel hot when it fell on his hand.

Turning around, he got into the car.

Cui Zhihao sat in the driver's seat and glanced at the sleeping man condescendingly.

The long arm reached to the side of the saddle and adjusted Ruhan's seat back to a height that would make it easier for her to sleep.

Holding the steering wheel, Cui Zhihao stepped on the accelerator and started the car. The silver-grey Bentley drove from the city to the suburbs.

The suburban villa area, where every inch of land is valuable, is full of white European-style buildings, showing nobility and luxury.

In her sleep, Ruhan felt that the car seemed to stop. Eardrum noise, the sound of someone talking. Her eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Ruhan realized that there was no one in the position next to him.

Sitting up, the black blazer that covered her began to slide slowly.

The hand holding the blazer tightened.

Ruhan knows very well who this is.

The faint smell of tobacco is mixed with crisp cold mint.

The smell of that man!

Holding the suit in his arms, through the transparent car window, Ruhan saw Cui Zhihao listening to a young man.

With a roll of cold eyes, the man's gaze collided with her in the car.

The car door opened, and he asked coldly, "Awake?"

Ruhan was stunned, and after realizing that he was talking to himself, he nodded slightly.

He said, "Get out of the car." ”

"Hmm. ”

Ruhan got out of the car and followed behind Cui Zhihao.

The man walking in front took two steps, then stopped and ordered, "Xiao Zhang, drive the car into the garage." ”

"Okay, Mr. Cui. The young man replied respectfully.

Cui Zhihao continued to walk, walking on his slender legs, his steps were huge.

Ruhan followed behind him, a little difficult to follow. Why, isn't this his house? She just wanted to talk to him, how did he bring her home?

After walking a few steps, he noticed that Ruhan couldn't keep up, Cui Zhihao slowed down his pace while walking, and slowly waited for her to catch up, full of patience.

As soon as Cui Zhihao walked into the villa, his aunt smiled and asked, "Mr. is back." ”

"Hmm. ”

The aunt just wanted to turn around and make tea, but the girl next to Cui Zhihao was taken aback.

This, what's the situation?

The gentleman, who has always been indifferent, actually brought a woman back to his home!

She had just come here to do something, and she didn't know what was going on with the owner outside. But at home, let alone women, he never brought back even a woman's hair.

So who is this girl?

Mr.'s lover?

Although there are various speculations in my heart, but after many years of being a maid, my aunt has already practiced the ability to be quiet, and her emotions are not exposed.

"Sir, Miss, tea!"

"Thank you. Ruhan thanked politely.

"You're welcome. Even though her face was as calm as ever, the aunt couldn't help but secretly look at the woman that her husband brought home for the first time.

With a purple fur coat, knee-high black boots, a pair of black eyes and clear brushes, and black hair reaching to her waist, this girl has a beautiful temperament and is not bad.

Sitting beside Cui Zhihao, she looks even more charming and well-behaved. (To be continued.) )