Wang Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, his eyes looked at Mu Shaoqian, he smiled, passed by her, but did not stop.

Passing by, it turned out to be this feeling.

Pretend to be a stranger, or even stranger than a stranger.

In the spacious office, there are many people staring, but all they can feel is each other's breath.

Next, she entered the busy work, and when it was time to leave work, she deliberately delayed a little time, and then, left the company quietly.

Walking out of the door of the company, she was standing at the bus stop, and suddenly a black luxury car drove in the distance, she glanced at it, felt unfamiliar, and continued to lower her head and play with her mobile phone.

"Get in the car!" The window of the car slowly drew down, and Mu Shaoqian said very unhappily.

"The bus is coming soon, I can go back by myself." Her eyes swept over his person slightly, and then, then the car, after a few days of not seeing, he actually changed to a new car, no wonder she felt strange just now.

"Do you want me to carry you into the car myself?"

She bit her lip lightly, feigning calm, she knew she had to get in the car today, and replied in a businesslike tone, "Thank you, boss." ”

His black eyes suddenly tightened: "Who allowed you to sit in the front, sit in the back." ”

She opened the door of the back seat with great interest, sat on it, and did his car many times, but this was the first time this happened.

After getting into the car, she sat in the back seat without saying a word, not daring to look at the man in front of her at all, at this time the night was misty, with a slight coldness, the sky was already dark, and the street lights were all lit up...

Soon? The car slowly drove into the high-end villa area, but today his car was only parked at a far intersection.

After getting out of the car, she followed him, just following, without asking any why.

Her vague shadow was reflected in the light, and her steps were a little messy, and the sound of her steps sounded irregularly on the pavement, hollow and lonely.

The moment she walked into the house, a dark shadow suddenly came, and her heart suddenly tightened.

Wang Xiaoman looked at Mu Shaoqian in a daze, neither struggling nor speaking.

"Just ignore me? Don't even want to say a word to me? The corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a shallow arc, like self-deprecation, and like sarcasm for her.

"There's not much to say." When she left that day, she didn't want to say anything, let alone now.

He suddenly pulled her into his arms hard, her exclusive smell tormented him to the point of madness, these days, as soon as he closed his eyes, the whole room seemed to be filled with this aroma, but as soon as he opened his eyes, there was nothing.

She has been gone for a long time, how long has he been in the company, and he doesn't even want to go back without her, but when he thinks that the man who often appears next to her is Mu Zhiyi, he can't wait to torture her and play with her.

"What the hell do you think of me? It turns out that you had planned to leave me for a long time, so you deliberately found a spare tire. He said very unhappily, Wang Xiaoman listened to it in his ears, and suddenly felt very ridiculous, did she ask him if he was okay?

What did he take her for? She's the ridiculous spare tire, lingering and lingering.