Chapter Seventy-Six: How Can There Be This Thing?
Hearing this, Zhao Yunhao was stupid, his eyes widened, he looked Song Qiaoxue up and down, and was silent.
Song Qiaoxue's whole person was very uncomfortable with him, and her whole body was as hot as if she could boil eggs.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" She felt uncomfortable.
"No, you're really going to spend the night in the car with me?" He asked in a strange tone.
It sounds like something different.
Song Qiaoxue blushed and pretended not to know.
"What's the matter, but what else, are you drunk? Don't want to die? She said pretending to be generous.
In fact, her hands were already tightly clenched into small fists, for fear that he would have something that he shouldn't have because of what he just said.
If that were the case, what should she do?
Zhao Yunhao saw her nervousness, and originally wanted to tease her, so he stopped.
"Okay, since I've decided to spend the night in the car, I'll take out the things I've prepared later." Zhao Yunhao said, propped up his somewhat dizzy head, and got out of the car.
After the strong masculine atmosphere in the car disappeared, Song Qiaoxue breathed a long sigh of relief.
I have to say that when Zhao Yunhao was in the car just now, she still felt very nervous.
Fortunately, Zhao Yunhao is not the kind of frivolous man, he is measured.
Zhao Yunhao opened the trunk, and after a while, he took a cup and put it in front of Song Qiaoxue.
Her eyes widened in shock.
"How do you have this in your car?" Could it be that he knew that something like this would happen today?
Seeing her surprise, Zhao Yunhao rolled his eyes speechlessly.
"You think too much, how is it possible? I just prepared it just in case, I had planned to go to the mountains to watch the sunrise, so I prepared. ”
"Who knows if it's used to watch the sunrise, it's used at this time." He rolled his eyes speechlessly.
"That's fine, that's good, if you can, let's get it, no one knows when something will happen, just in case." She said.
Zhao Yunhao nodded.
"You take it, and you'll sleep in the back seat for a while, and I'll be in the front." Zhao Yunhao pointed to the back seat and said to her.
Song Qiaoxue saw that he didn't have any clothes or quilts on his hands.
"What about you? What are you going to do? "It's still the middle of winter, and it's very difficult to spend the night outside, and he doesn't have clothes or quilts on him to keep out the cold.
He shook his head, indicating that it was okay.
"I'm fine, the air conditioning in the car is enough, and besides, I have a coat." As he spoke, he tugged at his coat and said.
Song Qiaoxue looked at him, it was not a very thick down jacket, and she wanted to say that this down jacket couldn't bear it, but she thought about it, so let's talk about it later.
So, the two of them went one after the other in the car, turned on the air conditioner in the car, and listened to the radio.
No one spoke, and then after a while, a well-proportioned breathing sound was heard, a little heavy, it was Zhao Yunhao's breathing.
When Song Qiaoxue heard this voice, she immediately understood that he was already asleep.
She got out of the back seat and hugged the quilt to the front seat.
Carefully covered him with a quilt, he had drunk a lot of alcohol before, and he had been working hard recently, so he was so tired at this time.
The quilt is not very large, and to cover both of them, they must be tightly together.
Song Qiaoxue put her little half of her back outside, which avoided the picture of clinging to him.
Slowly, listening to the sound of his breathing in his ears, Song Qiaoxue quickly fell asleep.
In the early morning, there was a sound of cars passing outside, and Zhao Yunhao woke up in a daze.
Before I opened my eyes, I found that there seemed to be something soft in my arms, and I subconsciously reached out and pinched it, soft and elastic.
Only then did he finally open his eyes, and what he saw was that he thought he was in his arms, and the quilt was firmly covering the two of them.
He blinked vigorously and found that the scene in front of him had not disappeared, he had not dreamed?
I didn't want to believe it, so I pinched it hard again.
"Oops." The beauty in her arms exclaimed in surprise and opened a pair of beautiful eyes.
Just met his panicked eyes, she also realized what had happened, her little face suddenly turned red, she screamed, and quickly dodged from his arms.
The hot quilt was taken away, and a cold wind hit, and Zhao Yunhao suddenly sobered up.
Seeing Song Qiaoxue, who was blushing and looking faceless on the co-pilot, he cleared his throat.
"I'll get out of the car and put some water first, and we'll go back in a while." Zhao Yunhao said, pushed the car door and got out of the car.
found a remote place, at first people were in three urgies, and when he finished cleaning up, he returned to the car and saw that Song Qiaoxue was already in good spirits, and his face seemed to be a little moist.
Could it be that she also washed her face?
Zhao Yunhao was surprised, so he couldn't help but look at her a few more times.
She pulled out a wet tissue and handed it to him.
"Wash your face." She said lightly, not daring to meet his eyes at this time, and there was still a trace of red on his ears.
Seeing this, he realized that it was not a bad thing for girls to carry these things with them.
Wouldn't that come in handy?
He wiped his face casually, started the car, and drove directly to the city center.
"Did you say yesterday it was an accident or did it happen on purpose?" Zhao Yunhao drank too much last night and didn't have the energy to investigate, now he has to ask carefully, he can't just forget it.
Thinking of what happened last night, Song Qiaoxue was still a little scared, and she swallowed her saliva.
"I think it might have been on purpose, because the car wasn't on our road, and all of a sudden it rushed over and scared me to death." She thought about it carefully, and felt that it was more likely that it was intentional.
Zhao Yunhao frowned.
"Have you seen each other's looks?" He asked in a deep voice.
Forget about accidents, intentional murder, even if the other party finally stops, it can't just be just counted.
Song Qiaoxue shook her head.
"No, but I saw that the last two digits of the license plate number were 45, and I didn't see the front one." She felt a little guilty.
"It's okay, when you're so nervous, you can still see two numbers, it's already good." Zhao Yunhao saw her guilt and hurriedly comforted.
Originally, when her life was seriously threatened, she was able to observe the license plate number of the car, which was already a great thing.
Hearing his comfort, Song Qiaoxue's whole person also relaxed a little.
However, she still seriously recalled the license plate number that she had scanned at a glance before, but she couldn't figure out what it was.
"I'll take you back to the hospital first, and then I'll go to the police." Zhao Yunhao said.
"Huh? Don't you have to go with me? She was surprised.
"I took you to the hospital first, you came out with me, and then I didn't go back, isn't your father worried?" Zhao Yunhao thought about it more thoughtfully.