By the time Wen Yin realized that his hand was propping up somewhere, it was already too late.

The man frowned, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

In an instant, the atmosphere inside the car became thick and hot.

Wen Yin withdrew his hand, and when he withdrew it, he grabbed it because of the action of withdrawing his hand.

Wen Yin: "......"

The heart is not hers, it is about to jump out, the hand is not hers, and an indescribable feeling rushes straight to the brain.

Fu Xu didn't speak, but she obviously felt his body stiffen slightly.

In fact, it only took a few seconds.

But Wen Yin felt that these two or three seconds were very painful, why didn't he speak?

He wouldn't think she'd be a hooligan, would he?

She licked her lips, and in order to relieve the embarrassment, her brain was unconsciously controlled, and she spoke: "Uh...... It's good, it's easy to touch. ”

Assistant: "!!!! ”

He doesn't know anything! Didn't hear anything! Don't put out his mouth!

Fu Xu: "......"

Wen Yin: "......" realized that she was about to say something, and she wanted to bite off her tongue.

Wen Yin frantically made up for it, and added: "I, I'm talking about hair." ”

"......" day dog, it seems that there is no silver three hundred taels here.

Fu Xu: "......"

Assistant: "......" silently said in his heart: I don't exist, I don't exist, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything!

Wen Yin felt that she had lost all her face today.

The more you talk about it, the more you can't find the north.

"Oops!" Wen Yin collapsed, and immediately sat in the corner of the car with his legs brunched: "You just don't say anything to me......"

Fu Xu: "......"

Wen Yin buried his head in his lap, eager to dig three feet into the ground and bury himself in it.

He still didn't speak.

Wen Yin was even more embarrassed.

The little girl's little emotions came as soon as she said it.

"Woo......"

"It's a shame ......"

Squatting in a small corner, a small lump, crying a lot.

Fu Xu: "......"

Assistant: "......" seems to be the president who suffers, right? Why is the little girl still crying?

After taking advantage of it, I have to cry aggrievedly, are the little girls so arrogant now?

It's not that Fu Xu didn't answer her words, and he didn't know what to do.

Both horizontal and vertical are sensitive topics.

If he didn't mention it, then the matter would have passed, but Wen Yin mentioned it again and again.

Fu Xu's lips moved slightly: "Okay, don't cry, my brother apologizes to you." ”

"I'm sorry."

He reached out and touched her head, and his movements were gentle: "My brother should have helped you just now, where did the fall hurt?" ”

Assistant: To solve the embarrassment, it has to be their Mr. Fu! Gentle and mature man, who can not love!

Wen Yin sniffed and shook his head.

"Raise your head, let me see, crying so sadly, it's just falling."

Wen Yin twisted his head: "Don't." ”

"It's ugly now."

Fu Xu chuckled, "Okay, I don't look at you." ”

The next second, the man gave her a pack of wet wipes: "Wipe it." ”

He smiled warmly: "I didn't realize before, you are still a little crying bag, as if I bullied you." ”

Wen Yin: "......"

It's obvious that he is the one who suffers, and he still wants to coax himself.

In this way, she looks very childish.

Wen Yin took the wet tissue and wiped her tears and face, some fine hair stuck to her delicate face.

She lifted her hand away.

Soon the car arrived at the hotel.

The two of them got out of the car, and the assistant went to park, and Wen Yin followed him, feeling very sorry.

Reaching out and carefully tugging at Fu Xu's sleeve.

The man felt the pull, and he lowered his eyes: "Huh? ”

The little girl had just cried, her eyes were teary, and she asked him in her soft and soft voice: "Brother, brother, do you hurt?" ”