Chapter 1: Touching Porcelain [1]
The electric whip pierced the sky, the wind blew the branches on both sides of the road, the thunder was deafening, and suddenly the rain was pouring down, and the lightning danced in the sky.
The rain column whipped the ground, the rain splashed, and there were several muffled thunderstorms in the sky, and the rain seemed to be urged, and it was louder.
A Rolls-Royce drove by on the street.
Heavy rain dispels the noise, noise and dreary of the metropolis.
When the car stopped steadily in front of the traffic light, suddenly in the rain and fog, a beautiful figure rushed out.
Crashed straight into the front of the car.
The driver suddenly had a black face, which ...... This is running to touch porcelain?!
At this moment, the red light flashes for a few seconds, then turns yellow, and finally green.
Maybe it's because I'm too tired, maybe it's because the car has stopped for too long.
The man sitting in the back seat, his face hidden in the darkness, showed his gloomy eyes, staring ahead with anger.
In an instant, the breath in the car suddenly decreased by a few points.
A cold sweat broke out behind the driver, his back was straight, like sitting on pins and needles, and the guy who touched the porcelain in his heart was cursing.
"Three less, someone touches porcelain."
He didn't take this 'anger', he didn't carry this pot, and said directly.
The raindrops whipped like countless whips in the wind, and they whipped hard against the glass windows.
And the man sitting in the back at this moment raised his eyes and swept to the front of the car lightly.
Psyllium. The small figure, crumbling, washed by the drifting heavy rain like a chicken in soup.
Lightning pierced the sky, and electric light shone on her face, and the white, petite, and sickly face appeared in the man's eyes.
The appearance is weak, but there is a stubborn reflection in the eyes, and the trembling body seems to be about to fall down at any time.
Murong Xing's eyes flashed with irritability, lingering,
The lazy subwoofer with a hint of tiredness sounded in a deep voice: "Handled." ”
The driver listened, was slightly stunned, nodded suddenly, and said in his heart: Understood.
Skillfully started the car.
Seeing this, the man was a little stunned, and immediately became angry in a low voice: "What are you doing!" ”
"Don't worry, boss, I'll give her a good time."
Mader is mentally retarded.
"Get out of here, give the money!"
"What? No...... Didn't you say that you dealt with it, boss? ”
The driver looked dazed and asked very stubbornly.
"Go back to the old mansion tomorrow!"
"Third Young Master......"
When the driver heard this, he chuckled in his heart, and wanted to look quietly at the elegant and cold man behind him through the rearview mirror.
I saw the man directly open the car door, and the driver naturally understood the action of raising his hand in an instant.
Immediately walked like flying, opened the car door, picked up the umbrella in the car door and opened it directly for him.
The girl who was originally holding the car, when she saw the figure walking towards her again, her sleepy eyes tried to widen.
In the rainy night, the man's handsome face has no flaws, and the noble and elegant atmosphere is extraordinary.
The inky black eyes looked down at the woman in front of him.
Originally, he still looked soft and weak, but after seeing him, he pretended to be stubborn, and Shui Ling's pupils also opened it strongly, and the stubbornness and vigilance in his eyes were even more unreserved.
The two looked at the girl in front of them, this is a good-looking girl, and they are not shocked at first sight. is gorgeous, but it always makes people want to see it for a second time, and the more they look at it, the more they feel good-looking and charming.
Maybe it's because of the relationship that is too young, but there is a feeling of budding to be released, immature with stubbornness.