Chapter 22: Make-up Lessons(2)

Sang Ji turned around slightly and pulled down Xu Jiamu's big palm on her head, "It's not ......"

Xu Jiamu didn't care about her small actions, but instead fell on Sang Ji's face, the corners of his mouth curved into a charming curve, and his tone was improper: "Little Sang Ji has grown up, and he will blush when he talks to his brother twice." ”

“……”

Sang Ji didn't want to ignore him, so he walked quickly to the luxury car he drove up and stopped on the side of the road, reached out and knocked on the door of the back seat.

Xu Jiamu reached into his trouser pocket, took out a car key, and moved his fingers slightly.

The car door was pulled open by Kuwaki and he got in.

"Brother will take you to eat something delicious." Xu Jiamu started the engine.

Leaning back on the spacious seat, Sanki's eyes rolled.

I don't know if Xu Jiamu will go home tonight, if she does, she will lose the opportunity to get along with him, but she hasn't been on the street for a long time......

After rigorous weighing, Sang Ji's clean little face was a little lost: "Next time, go home first tonight." ”

Xu Jiamu didn't say anything, stepped on the accelerator and hit the steering wheel to change lanes and go to Senmu Manor.

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On the other side of the school, a low-key luxury black luxury car is parked.

Jiang Wei looked at Xu Jiamu's car that had disappeared on the road, and then looked up at the rearview mirror.

The rearview mirror reflected Xu Jiamu's gloomy face, and Jiang Wei only felt that his temples were a little abrupt, "Boss, go home or go to the company?" ”

"Go back to the company."

Witnessing the intimate interaction between Sang Ji and Xu Jiamu from the car window, Xu Jiamu was a little depressed in his heart.

Xu is because of the emotions released by him, and the whole car looks particularly depressed.

Hearing the command, Jiang Wei didn't say much, started the engine and stepped on the accelerator, and was about to drive into the traffic back to the company, when Xu Jiamu suddenly spoke, "Go home!" ”

The voice was a little more helpless, and the depression weakened a lot.

Jiang Wei could barely react, almost "Huh? Asked aloud.

He quickly spun the steering wheel and swallowed a mouthful of saliva before faintly answering the word "good".

Driving into the traffic home, Xu Jiamu raised her eyebrows and inadvertently captured the shadow of a familiar car.

Half-squinting, with super vision, he saw through the windshield the car parked in the emergency lane in the distance.

Suddenly, Xu Jiamu's thin lips hooked up and a smile, "Go to the emergency lane and see if there is anything you can help." ”

"Okay."

Listening to Xu Jiamu's inexplicably soft tone, Jiang Wei's back slowly straightened.

Why did he hear the feeling of schadenfreude?

Jiang Wei's heart trembled, and he followed the vehicle in front of him closely.

It was the rush hour after work, and it had been ten minutes when I drove in front of Xu Jiamu's vehicle.

Xu Jiamu opened the car door, got out of the car elegantly and stood straight in front of Xu Jiamu, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

Xu Jiamu was bending down to check the engine, and he didn't look up and just heard the sound to know who was coming, and replied leisurely: "Something is wrong." ”

"Oh, do you need help?"

"No," before Xu Jiamu's voice fell, he heard Xu Jiamu say again: "It's not about you." ”

Xu Jiamu caught a glimpse of him walking to the back door of the car, his knuckled fingers bent and knocked on the window.

Sang Ji, who noticed Xu Jiamu very early, was stunned for a moment, "Huh? ”

The window didn't fall, her voice didn't come out, and after coming back to her senses, she hid the little joy in her heart, and lowered the window to look at him suspiciously.

Xu Jiamu looked at her for two seconds, and her voice did not fluctuate: "Go home?" ”