No. 37: Are you comfortable sitting like this?
Meng Xixi was no match for Xiao Jingting's stubbornness, he took her into the car, sat in the passenger seat, and she was soaking wet, and instantly ruined the car.
From the cushion to the floor pad, no one was spared, the floor mat was covered with a soft carpet, and the rainwater that ran down her clothes was quickly absorbed.
Meng Xixi didn't lean on the backrest, she sat very crampedly, just sitting on the edge of the passenger seat, most of her buttocks were almost suspended, she sat stiffly like this, although she didn't know the license plate of the car he drove, but judging from the flow line outside and the decoration inside, it should be a very expensive car.
Xiao Jingting took Meng Xixi into the car with an umbrella, came to the trunk with an umbrella, took out the blanket inside, returned to the car, threw the blanket to Meng Xixi, put away the umbrella himself, and sat in the car.
"Thank you." Meng Xixi took the blanket and wrapped herself, she was soaking wet, and it was indeed cold. Meng Xixi clutched the corner of the blanket tightly with both hands, still trembling, but he caught a glimpse of Xiao Jingting looking at her, why didn't he drive to see her, and suddenly thought that he seemed to have soiled his car, and hurriedly turned his face and apologized, "I'm sorry, I made your car dirty." ”
"Are you comfortable sitting like this?" Xiao Jingting frowned.
"Huh?" Meng Xixi raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Jingting in surprise, not understanding what he meant for a while.
"I said, are you comfortable sitting like this?"
"My clothes are all wet." Meng Xixi lowered his eyes and said sneeringly.
"I've wanted to change the cushion cover for a long time, don't you think this color is ugly, but you've done me a favor." Xiao Jingting said as he reached out and pushed Meng Xixi, who was defenseless, leaned back and leaned back in the backrest, "Look, it's also wet, you can sit back." ”
Xiao Jingting smiled slightly, leaned towards Meng Xixi, so close that Meng Xixi had to continue to lean back, his back was tightly attached to the backrest, and the blanket in his hand was clutched tighter.
Xiao Jingting pulled the seat belt for her, fastened it, and caught a glimpse of Meng Xixi, who was trembling slightly, and turned on the heater casually, adjusted it to the maximum, and finally started the car slowly.
Neither of them spoke, but listened to the music broadcast, sometimes music, sometimes advertising.
When the car drove to an intersection in front, Xiao Jingting suddenly turned on his turn signal, turned around, turned his head in the direction he came, and drove backwards.
Meng Xixi, who had been looking ahead in a trance, saw the car turn around, and his godless eyes began to focus slowly, this was not the way home, why did he turn around again.
"Where is this going? How did I turn around, this is not the direction I went home. Meng Xixi turned his head to look at Xiao Jingting, who was driving.
"I know, when you come home like this, your parents will feel distressed, I'll take you back to my house first, clean up and then send you back."
Xiao Jingting held the steering wheel in his hand, drove the car honestly, talked, and turned his head to look at Meng Xixi who was looking at him from time to time.
"No, it's too much trouble." Meng Xixi said a little embarrassed, after all, he was not familiar with him.
"Don't bother, I'm a perfectionist person, everything is perfect, since I said I want to repay you this favor, you have to be perfect."
Since Xiao Jingting said so, Meng Xixi had no reason to refute, she was tired, and she didn't have the strength to say anything to him, just leaned her head against the glass, looking at the rain outside the car, and the boring wipers that kept swinging in a daze.