Hearing this sound, the driver was stunned, and before he could move, his temples were cold.

"First—"

The driver's eyes widened in fright, and he opened his mouth. Ba, only to pronounce a syllable.

"Bang-"

Blood accompanied by brain flowers, unbridled.

Sikong Yu's eyes were heavy, and he glanced at Ling Xuxu, who was sitting behind, and saw that she was still sitting in that position, with no fear on her face.

"Get out of the car."

Sikong said coldly.

Ling Xuxu hurriedly got out of the car and stood in front of Sikong Delirium.

Sikong glanced at her in a champagne-colored bikini, with matching heels on her feet, and her breasts as she walked. The former abundance. full, as well as her buttocks. and trembled.

It's like a delicious Q-bomb pudding, and when you touch it a little, it will tremble.

For no reason, Sikong's dark eyes deepened even more.

His gaze turned to the butler on the side, and the butler immediately understood, stepped forward without squinting, and handed over the unreasonable suit jacket.

Sikong Yu took the coat and threw it at Ling Xuxu.

Ling Xu hugged the coat in disbelief, and there was a faint smell of tobacco on it.

"Keep up."

Sikong Yu coldly dropped this sentence and walked forward.

Ling Xuxu looked at the coat in his hand, and then at Sikong Delirium, who had already walked forward, and hurriedly put the coat on his body, and then chased after Sikong Delirium.

Sikong walked forward with a cold gaze, and the sound of crisp high heels in his ears was expressionless, and these complicated sounds didn't seem to be so bad.

When he arrived at a dark car, the butler hurriedly stretched out his white-gloved hand and opened the door for Sikong Delirium.

Sikong Yu sat in, and glanced sharply at Ling Xuxu, who was still standing outside.

"Miss, sir, let you in too."

The butler was amazed that the gentleman was willing to let the woman sit with him.

However, years of experience as a housekeeper still allowed him to be unfazed, and he smiled gently at Ling Xuxu.

"Okay."

Ling Xuxu nodded, and stretched out a leg into the car first.

Wait until the buttocks. When she came into contact with the leather cushions, she was thrilled.

The temperature in the car is still extremely low, and she also put her other leg in, although Sikong Delirium's coat is very large, but her stature is not short.

Among the girls, she is relatively tall, with 1.72 meters.

But in front of the one-meter-ninety Sikong delusion, he was still a little shorter.

It was probably too cold, Ling Xuxu was tightly wrapped in Sikong Delirium's coat, and his two slender legs were also overlapped.

Sikong's dark eyes were always watching her.

Like a lone wolf in the night, staring at its prey.

The butler sat in the co-pilot's seat, and the car continued to drive forward.

Ling Xuxu sat there, her spirit tensed tightly, she lowered her head, looking at the texture on her clothes, she could feel Sikong Yu's burning eyes, those hot eyes, about to burn people to the ground.

The journey seemed to be a bit long, and Ling Xuxu suddenly felt that there was nothing to be nervous about, and left the change. Mr. Zhuo's side, even the people around him, are full of danger.

But she also felt much more comfortable than staying by Mr. Zhuo's side.

Unconsciously, her eyes narrowed, and her head fell in the direction of the delirium.

Sikong Yu was closing his eyes to recuperate, and suddenly felt some weight on his left arm, he lifted his eyelids, and saw Ling Xuxu actually falling asleep on his shoulder.