"My boyfriend is in the parking lot, I'll go first."

Quicksand dropped this sentence, got up and left, but Jiang Cunhao also followed.

"We're going to the parking lot anyway, let's get to work together."

……

Ye Liusha didn't understand why Jiang Cunhao wanted to do this, couldn't he see that she was really not in the mood to watch him and Zheng Xiaolin show affection now?

After all, Quicksand still didn't say anything, and she didn't even have the strength to speak now.

"Your Royal Highness, what is your license plate? You don't have to get out of the car for a while, I'll just go over by myself. Quicksand sent a text message to Murong Mobai as he walked.

In less than half a minute, the license plate number was issued.

"I'm going to see you soon and send a text message, Shasha and your boyfriend have such a good relationship?" Zheng Xiaolin didn't know when she spoke again, Quicksand always felt that she was saying something out of her mind, so she thought that she was deliberately saying it to someone.

"What? Zheng even has to take care of my relationship with my boyfriend? ”

Quicksand raised his eyebrows and sneered, at this time, there was a car in front of him, and the license plate number was the license plate number sent by Murong Mobai.

"My boyfriend arrived, and I went first."

……

"Luxury cars! It seems that Shasha's boyfriend has a good background! Zheng Xiaolin looked at the back of the quicksand, turned to look at Jiang Cunhao, and said pointedly.

"Hmph-"

Jiang Cunhao snorted coldly and turned around, as if he was angry with someone.

……

Through the car window, you can clearly see Jiang Cunhao's back.

It's been two years, he is still the same as before, he always dresses up like a fashionable personality, the only difference is that the person standing next to him has changed from a rustic self to an equally outstanding Zheng Xiaolin.

Perhaps, Zheng Xiaolin is right, they are a match made in heaven......

I don't know why, my vision was a little blurry, my eyes were sour, and suddenly something was handed to Quicksand.

"Rub."

Quicksand looked at what he handed over to him with some blankness.

It was a handkerchief, royal blue, of the finest silk, neatly folded as if it had been ironed, embroidered with the coat of arms of the royal family......

The soft touch slid across her face, the quicksand came back to her senses, Murong Mobai's resolute handsome face magnified in her sight, his thick eyelashes curled, like two perched butterflies, the temperature of his fingers passed through the handkerchief to the skin of his face, gently, softly, itchy, and touching people's heartstrings......

"I ...... I'll ...... it myself."

Quicksand felt all the blood rush to his head at once, and his little face was so hot that it was about to burn.

He didn't say anything, but cooperated with the handkerchief handed to her, the moment the handover was handed over, the ten fingers touched, the quicksand was like being hit by an electric current, and the crispy numb feeling rippled from her fingers, she hurriedly took the handkerchief and wiped it on her face to hide her strangeness, and the corner of her eyes cautiously stared at Murong Mobai.

Murong Mobai sat in his position casually, holding his chin with his right hand, and looked out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

It turned out that he didn't look at her, and Quicksand breathed a sigh of relief, and looked down to find that the handkerchief that had been neatly folded had been ravaged and crumpled by her!

"That...... I'll wash this handkerchief and return it to you......" Quicksand said with some embarrassment.

"Hmm."

He replied softly, his voice sounding a little wandering, and at this time, the driver started the car, and the quicksand watched through the glass window as he moved away from the courtyard little by little......