Get on or get in the car?

Nian Xiaomu was stunned in place, and the cool wind was still blowing gently in his ears.

From time to time, the bangs on her forehead were rolled up, revealing her smooth and full forehead.

She took a step back as if she had opened her eyes to heaven.

If it were normal times, there was such a limited-edition sports car to pick herself up, and the driver was still a handsome guy, she probably had to be a nymphomaniac all night if she wasn't crazy.

But now, after experiencing the question of "Han Shao, do you like men or women".

She looked at the sports car in front of her and felt like a hearse driving to hell......

It's still the one-way kind!

She only hated herself for not drinking one or two more drinks just now, and now she can pretend to be drunk and fall asleep when she gets in the car!

Drunk......

As soon as these four words flashed through her mind, her eyes suddenly lit up.

Rubbing forward, "Young Master, you just drank and can't drive!" ”

If you can't drive, you can't send her.

They each went home, and when he woke up the next day, maybe he would forget about the day.

Witty as she is!

Nian Xiaomu was thinking happily in his heart, and in the next second, he saw Yu Yuehan sitting in the car, sneering at the corners of his mouth.

The corners of her eyes were slightly raised, as if she was laughing at her innocence.

His gaze crossed her face, and he glanced down at his luxury watch.

Before Nian Xiaomu could figure out what was going on, he saw an extremely familiar RV driving towards them.

Steady on the side of the road.

The driver got out of the car, respectfully walked to the sports car, and opened the door for him, "Young master." ”

“……”

Nian Xiaomu watched him walk out of the car blankly.

He just got in the car, not to send her back, but to let her go to the car and wait for the driver to come over?

"How long are you going to stand?" When Yu Yuehan walked towards the RV, his black eyes glanced indifferently in the direction of Nian Xiaomu, Nian Xiaomu suddenly shuddered, and followed him to the car.

Along the way, Nian Xiaomu shrank in the corner, wishing that Yu Yuehan would forget her existence.

What is the game, it is really too harmful.

Why don't she apologize to him now?

Said she just had a brain pump, not suspicious of his sexuality?

Yu Yuehan leaned against the car cushion, narrowed his eyes slightly, and soon noticed the person sitting opposite him, who was about to become tangled.

She had drunk a lot of wine tonight, and her fair face was slightly red.

When the roadside lights hit her face, a layer of fluff could be seen on the delicate skin, which was reflected with her somewhat confused eyes, which looked a little silly.

It's like drinking too much.

She looked nervous, biting her lip and biting her lip flap red.

I opened my mouth a few times, wanting to say something, and finally swallowed it back silently.

A look of "I want to admit my mistakes, but I don't have the courage".

The low air pressure on the car continued.

No one spoke.

"Huh-" The car stopped at the door of the villa.

The driver turned around, "Young master, it's here." ”

Nian Xiaomu was the first to react, as if he was suffocated, and anxiously reached out to open the door.

In the next second, the wrist was buckled.

As soon as she looked up in astonishment, she met a pair of dark eyes, like an abyss, with ripples in circles.

She shrunk her neck in fright, "Young Master, impulsiveness is the devil, and killing is ......"

Before the word "offence" could be spoken, a slender finger picked up her chin.

His head pressed down on her.