"Well, you put on your seatbelts!"

Wen Ran sat in the main driver's seat, and when she was about to wear a seat belt, she saw that the man next to her was closing his eyes and recuperating, as if he had no intention of wearing a seat belt.

"You help me."

Mo Xiuchen's closed eyes did not open, and his deep voice was dyed with three points of lazy sex in the closed space. sense, hearing Wen Ran was stunned, and his eyes were stunned.

After he spat out the words, he raised a hand and rubbed his temple, as if to tell her silently that he was tired.

Wen Ran hesitated for a few seconds, thinking of the morning's events, if it weren't for his help, she wouldn't have been able to shock the group of executives who had different intentions.

Seeing that there was a faint tiredness between his eyebrows, she replied softly "yes", leaned over to him, and helped him fasten his seat belt.

Leaning too close, the air that exhaled into his nose was suddenly replaced by his crisp and mature masculine breath, his handsome face was close at hand, and his warm heartbeat suddenly broke out of rhythm.

Mo Xiuchen's closed eyes opened, and her fair and beautiful face was included in her eyes, her breath was quiet and elegant, it was the smell of shower gel, smelling it, and feeling comfortable.

"Have you ever helped a man put on a seatbelt before?"

Wen Ran was lowering her head to help him buckle the seat belt, in her ears, the warm breath blew, her heart trembled, she instinctively raised her head, she didn't want Mo Xiuchen to sit up leaning on the back of the chair, leaning forward slightly, she only felt a touch of warmth on her forehead, and when she realized what it was, her little face turned red.

Mo Xiuchen was also a little surprised, but she suddenly raised her head, and his lips kissed her forehead directly.

Although it was only a light brush, the soft touch made his eyes suddenly deepen.

The temperature in the carriage seemed to have heated up in an instant.

Ambiguous. Ambiguity, atmosphere, become delicate!

Wen Ran didn't dare to look at his deep eyes, panicked and avoided his gaze, trying to retreat to his seat, but his wrist was suddenly clasped by him.

"You haven't answered my question yet!"

Mo Xiuchen's eyes looked at her deeply, and the big palm holding her wrist was slender and clean, with distinct bones. Compared with her soft skin, his fingertips were a little rough, and the inadvertent rubbing made her heart tremble.

I don't know if it was because the kiss that was not a kiss just now disturbed her heart, or because the temperature of his fingertips seeped into her skin and spread all the way to her heart, and the warm heartbeat beat was beating at a frantic speed after that trembling, unable to calm down.

"Nope!"

Her voice was very soft, like a wisp of fresh breeze, and it instantly dispersed in the delicate atmosphere of the carriage.

"From then on, you'll be responsible for helping me fasten my seatbelt."

Mo Xiuchen's words made Wen Ran's eyes widen in shock, in her cognition, it has always been a man who helps his girlfriend fasten a seatbelt, and a husband who helps his wife fasten a seatbelt, why did he get here and ask her to help him fasten a seatbelt?

"Don't you want to?"

Mo Xiuchen stared at her stunned eyes, and Yingting's eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Yes, I do!"

Wen Ran nodded again and again, thinking in her heart that it might be because of his body that he had such a request for her. Anyway, it's not an excessive request, it's just to help him fasten his seat belt, what's not to want.

"Let's drive!"

Mo Xiuchen's frowning brows, which had received her promise, furrowed the corners of his lips in a happy mood, and a light smile blurred from his lips.

Wen Ran ignored his seductive smile, took a deep breath, lowered his head and fastened his seat belt, and started the car.