"Hotel." He glanced at her, "Either go back to the manor with me." ”

"Then it's still a hotel." She pursed her lips and calmed down, still feeling a little problematic.

Wait, it's not because a new resident has moved on the other side that he will be a soldier, right?

Her delicate little face turned to the side and looked at him, "Bo Qiyan, you might as well buy a rope and tie me around your waist, and take it wherever you go." ”

When the man put on gear, stepped on the accelerator, and hit the steering wheel, he glanced at her lightly, "Don't worry, I can hang you on my waist without a rope, I'm afraid I can't stand it all the time." ”

After speaking, when he stared at him with a hot little face at night, the accelerator under his feet accelerated, and the black Maybach drove out of the underground garage, bypassed the community, and drove towards the gate.

The man's cuffs are pulled, revealing his solid forearms, and his complexion is neither dark nor shallow, it is just right, which is pleasing to the eye.

She looked from his arm to his side face, which was perfectly turned on the steering wheel expressionlessly, as if sensing her gaze, glancing at her, holding the steering wheel with her left hand and wrapping her small hand on her lap with her right hand.

Squeezed her hand, and the man's deep and nice voice slowly sounded, "When can you go back with me?" ”

"Wait a little longer." Yezi was wrapped in his warm palm, she looked out the window at the darkening sky, and said, "You can leave the things there, and then pick them up when you have a place to stay, and have someone send my new textbook to the hotel."

Speaking of this, she was a little angry, and glared at him with a sloppy face, "I didn't even take a change of clothes!" ”

"I'll have someone send it over, or they'll go back to the manor with me, huh?" He seduced her.

"Let's have someone deliver it to the hotel." She thought for a moment and frowned, "Do you plan to let someone take my underwear for me?" ”

The man seemed to have just thought of this question, and his face turned cold.

The thought of someone holding her intimate underwear made her handsome face even colder.

Let go of her hand, click the car phone, and after connecting, he said in a cold voice, "Don't move the things in the apartment at night." ”

After getting an answer, his face softened, and he squeezed her hand again, "You can rest later, and I'll fetch it." ”

"Okay." Nighttime was a little comforted by today's sudden change.

She sighed and turned her face to look at him, "Are you hiding something from me?" ”

"Huh?"

"Forget it, don't talk about it."

She suddenly didn't want to ask again.

She has always believed that she only wants to figure everything out if she cares too much, she doesn't want to care too much about him, and she doesn't want to get too deep.

The suddenly cold atmosphere made him frown, "At night, do you know the difference between liking and worshiping?" ”

Well? She was stunned, obviously didn't understand, and looked sideways at the man driving, "What do you mean?" ”

"A woman's liking for a man, and a woman's adoration for a man."

Women's liking for men, worship of men?

"Women generally like the men they admire, and they also worship the men they like, which is not a big difference, right? Why do you suddenly ask that? "Raise an eyebrow at him at night.

The man's handsome face was terribly gloomy.

She looked at his face with some confusion, and seeing that he didn't mean to answer, she turned her face back to look out the window again, and felt him hold her hand, so hard that it hurt.

"It hurts." She accused him.