As soon as he got out of the hotel lobby, Xu Zhiheng withdrew the hand that was wrapped around Milo's waist, and his arm was naturally on her shoulder, which was a head and neck between brothers.

"Let's go, brother will take you to eat something delicious."

"Don't make a fuss, your arms are too heavy." Milo's body twisted and dodged away. After last night, she avoided Xu Zhiheng's enthusiasm a little. I just needed to make a show, but now there are only the two of them left, and I always feel weird and awkward in my heart.

Xu Zhiheng took advantage of the situation to put his hand in his trouser pocket, blowing the tip of his mouth, as if he hadn't noticed Milo's sudden awkwardness.

Milo and Xu Zhiheng walked side by side to the parking lot, directly opened the co-pilot's door and sat in, "I'm tired, send me home." ”

"You can't skip eating when you're tired! How about we go eat a big copper pot? Xu Zhiheng suggested with great interest.

Milo and Xu Zhiheng eat the most together is hot pot, and they don't get tired of eating it all year round.

"No, I want to go home."

"Okay, okay, okay with Japanese food, right? How about I take you to the most expensive Japanese food in J City? Xu Zhiheng was a good-natured compromise, and he was eager to restore the relationship between the two to normal. Cold War is such a thing, and it stands aside coldly.

Milo's favorite food is Japanese food. With so many years of experience in getting along with Milo, Xu Zhiheng knows that there is nothing that can't be solved with one meal, but if it can't be done, it will be two.

However, this trick is not easy to use today.

Milo suddenly broke out, "Xu Zhiheng, I want to go home." "Don't you know how uncomfortable people look at you now?

Looking at Milo's puffed appearance, Xu Zhiheng was uncomfortable in his chest with a sigh of relief.

"Mi Xiaoluo, can't you just let go of that bastard inside? He's married, and you're half dead, and you don't even want to eat? Out of breath! ”

"Xu Zhiheng, you don't talk about these things, I'm really tired now, I don't have the strength to quarrel with you, please send me home immediately." Are you a pig brain? Which eye saw that I couldn't let go of Wei Ran!

Xu Zhiheng's mind turned and thought of last night, his voice immediately dropped a few degrees, and he asked in a low voice: "Are you really tired?" "I ...... last night, I should be quite tired.

"......" Mi Xiaoluo leaned back in the chair, put his hands around his chest, and ignored him.

"Then I'll send you back, and you can rest for a while." Xu Zhiheng took a cushion from the back seat and put it on Milo's waist, and then started the car.

Milo wiped the lipstick off his lips with a tissue, took his suit and put it over his body, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes to rest.

Today, Xu Zhiheng's car is very stable, and he always likes to dazzle Milo with driving skills, driving the car very fast, playing fast and furious. Sometimes, he would put his hand out to catch the wind, his fingers slightly bent, and he told Milo that it felt like a D-cup. Then, Milo would stare at him with idiotic eyes and call him boring.

Thinking of these, the corners of Xu Zhiheng's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and he turned his head to look at Milo beside him, he always felt that Milo's best looking was the pair of eyes, the eyes were particularly bright, faint, quiet, and when he laughed, he bent like a crescent moon, although it was not particularly amazing, but there was a magic that made people calm down.

But now he thinks that her nose is also good, slightly upturned, very playful. The gaze continued to fall on her lips, which were pink and radiant, even without the gloss adornment. Thinking of her taste, soft, soft, and sweet, he began to miss it a little.

He must be crazy to keep having evil thoughts about this girl, trying to retract his thoughts, silently turning off the air conditioner in the car, and letting her rest for a while.

Last night, she must have been tired, and I don't know if she was hurt. I don't know if she still hurts now? Do you need to buy her some medicine?

Milo's attitude was obviously to act as if nothing had happened, and Xu Zhiheng naturally couldn't ask these words. However, there is one thing that may be more serious if it is not said. I wanted to eat together and find a suitable time to talk slowly, but she wanted to go home. What can I do?

Xu Zhiheng thought crankily while driving.

The car stopped steadily downstairs at Milo's house, Milo immediately opened her eyes, her eyes were clear, of course she was not asleep, in this case, she could not have fallen asleep.

"Thank you." Milo's delicate hand landed on the doorknob, ready to open the door and get out of the car.

Xu Zhiheng suddenly locked the central lock, there are some things he must say, and it may be too late if he doesn't say it.

"Xiao Luo, ...... last night"