Song Yan's hand was like an electric shock, and immediately retracted to his chest at the moment Ye Jue's voice sounded, suddenly came back to his senses, stuck out his tongue at Ye Jue sweetly and shyly, and then turned his face away, raised his hands to cover his face, and his legs shook unnaturally.

She actually made a nymphomaniac against him in front of Ye Jue, which was really embarrassing and embarrassing.

She covered her face, half loud, and the car didn't move, so she put down her hand and looked back.

found that Ye Jue was still standing beside her, staring at her with a pair of dark and bright eyes as if they were about to eat people.

Being stared at by him like this, she had the illusion that he was going to eat her flesh.

She raised her hand against his waist and gently pushed it, saying, "Hurry up, what are you still standing for?" ”

"I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted to ......" Seeing her sticking out her tongue and smiling just now, looking naughty, Ye Jue wanted to press her in his arms and love her fiercely.

He bent down, lowered his head, and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.

Song Yan hurriedly raised her hand to cover her lips, and then he took her hand away and kissed it again.

Song Yan giggled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't make trouble, hurry up and get in the car." ”

"Not enough, two more." Ye Jue held her pink little face with both hands, lowered his head, and kissed her twice.

Although it was still not enough, he let go of her very promisedly, and then closed the car door next to her for Song Yan, and then walked around the car and went back to the main cab.

Song Yan looked at the scenery all the way, and she felt that the world with him had become colorful, and even the mountains were much more beautiful than usual.

But she also looked back from time to time to see his hands turning on the steering wheel, he grasped it very steadily, and the car drove smoothly.

Probably thinking it was too quiet, Ye Jue glanced back at her and asked, "Yan'er wants to learn to drive?" ”

Song Yan nodded with a smile and said, "If I have the opportunity, I will definitely learn." ”

"I'll teach you then."

"Okay." Song Yan nodded.

In her last life, she also learned to drive, and the owner of the restaurant gave her a car, so that she could go to the market to pick up the dishes in person, of course, there were special purchasing personnel to take the goods, but Song Yan was very demanding, and sometimes she was not satisfied with the dishes that the purchaser got back, so she went to the market to choose them herself.

"I'll make you something delicious at noon, what do you like to eat, tell me, I'll make it for you." Song Yan asked with a smile.

A pair of big eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, and the dimple on the left side of the face when he laughed was particularly obvious.

Song Yan only has a small dimple, and every time Ye Jue sees her laughing, he always wants to poke the obvious dimple with his finger.

In the previous life, he didn't dare, he always treated her carefully, for fear of scaring her, but in the first life, Ye Jue let himself go very much.

He looked at the road in front of her, raised his hand and gently pinched her face a few times, and said, "As long as you make it, I like to eat it." ”

"Liar, you obviously hate carrots the most." In her previous life, she went to her restaurant to eat, and every time she picked a carrot on the table and didn't eat a single bite.

Later, I learned from Song Yimin that he didn't like it.

Including chili peppers!

He had risen to the rank of chief at a young age, and had been wandering around for the past years, and his meals were not on time, which caused him to have a bad stomach and not be able to eat anything irritating.

But apart from these two dishes, he didn't touch them, and he would basically finish the dishes she brought to the table.

She never knew it then, but it was because she did it!

Ye Jue's hand tightened slightly, his brows furrowed, and he suddenly thought of Song Yan in another life, and he once complained: "How can you waste it, if you don't like it, put it in another bowl." ”