Chapter 57: Two-thirds of the Blank
Luo Ting saw that Su Mingyuan got up to leave, she quickly stood up and said, "I'm with you." And Chu Meng, who came in Luo Ting's car on the side, left an order without surprise.
Looking at Luo Ting, who hurriedly left following Su Mingyuan's steps, a look of jealousy flashed in Chu Meng's eyes. If it weren't for the fact that she didn't like Qiao Yue either, she wouldn't have bothered to take care of her.
Looking at the suddenly empty private room, Chu Meng picked up the bag and left boredly.
Luo Ting followed downstairs until Su Mingyuan turned around and said indifferently, "Didn't you come by car?" As soon as he came, he saw Luo Ting parked outside in a red BMW.
Luo Ting stopped suddenly, watched Su Mingyuan leave without looking back, and glanced back at the red BMW parked not far away, eager to smash it.
It wasn't until Su Mingyuan's car turned around and quickly came out of her sight that Luo Ting reluctantly walked to her car, and when she saw Chu Meng coming out of it, she rolled her eyes, and then turned her head to Chu Meng and said, "Chu Meng, where do you live, I'll send you." ”
Su Mingyuan's car was speeding on the road, and he didn't know why he had a sudden brain convulsion and wasted time running here.
When he opened the door, Qiao Yue's panicked look at him, and the way she stood in front of him with her head down like a schoolboy who had made a mistake, not even daring to look at him, Su Mingyuan's brows couldn't help but frown.
The car drove quickly in front of a bus stop, and under the dense rain and fog, Su Mingyuan's afterglow seemed to sweep a familiar figure, he frowned, stepped on the brakes without thinking about it, and then quickly reversed back, his movements were like flowing water, all in one go, as if he had not been considered at all.
The rain continued to wash over the roadside and drift into the bus station with the wind. Qiao Yue's shoes were already wet, and she looked at the misty rain and mist, waiting for an empty taxi to suddenly appear.
Suddenly, a car stopped in front of her, Qiao Yue was stunned, the moment the window was lowered, she recognized that this was Su Mingyuan's car, no wonder she felt that the car that had just driven over and splashed her with water was a little familiar.
Qiao Yue saw Su Mingyuan's handsome face that was almost frozen, and the deep and cold eyes, she carried her bag, and subconsciously took a step back, because the rain was too slippery, Qiao Yue almost fell, and she kept backing and touching the advertising screen behind her, so she stabilized her body and looked at Su Mingyuan sitting in the car with a frightened face.
Su Mingyuan looked at Qiao Yue, who was retreating again and again, he didn't expect that Qiao Yue was afraid of herself or hated herself to such an extent, under the illumination of the advertising screen light, he clearly saw that there was resistance and horror in her bright eyes.
Su Mingyuan remembered that he was in the private room just now, and he obviously heard her say to go to the bathroom, but because of his arrival, he ran away directly.
It seems that every time he appears, she can always stand as far as she can, like a plague god to hide from herself, unless she is forced to do so, and she doesn't even want to talk to him. Even after love, she always turned around as soon as possible, turned her back to herself, curled up in the corner of the bed, and almost fell down. On the huge big bed, there will always be two-thirds of the gap between him and her.
Thinking of this, Su Mingyuan's eyes became deeper and colder, the hand holding the steering wheel gradually tightened, he didn't say anything, suddenly turned his head, stepped on the accelerator under his feet, and the car was like an arrow off the string, and it suddenly rushed out, splashing Qiao Yue's body with water.