The green tendons on Song Sihuai's forehead jumped, he turned his head sharply, and looked at Xiao Rongzheng's Humvee again.

The car was hidden in the shadows, and the light inside the car was even more blurred.

He put on his glasses and walked towards the car step by step.

Wen Cun kept shrinking his body behind the passenger seat, tightly clutching the collar of the clothes that he hadn't had time to tidy up.

When she had no way to hide, Song Sihuai was already standing in front of the car.

Wen Cun saw that he reached out and touched the hood, probably because the hood was already cold, and his expression also became cold.

He tapped his white fingers twice on the hood, then walked behind him.

Wen Cun was a little desperate, and was thinking that she would simply go out by herself first, when she heard an indifferent voice sound.

"Interested in my car?"

Xiao Rong went and returned.

The gloom on Song Sihuai's face was swept away before he lifted his eyelids, and he smiled and said, "I took a fancy to it before, but I bought it back and was robbed by my brother." Makes you laugh. ”

Xiao Rongzheng was noncommittal, bypassed him, and opened the driver's door.

Wen Cun's heart almost stopped.

But Xiao Rongzheng glanced at her and only reached for his phone.

knew that he was deliberately playing tricks on himself, but Wen Cun was very able to stretch and bend, and hurriedly made a pitiful expression, and begged him with his hands folded.

Xiao Rongzheng raised his lips imperceptibly, took his mobile phone and closed the car door.

Song Sihuai was still standing in place, and Xiao Rongzheng glanced at him, as if he was worried about what would happen to his car if he continued to stay.

Song Sihuai smiled, and then turned around and walked towards his car.

Xiao Rongzheng also walked to the elevator at the same time.

Wen Cun didn't dare to move, waiting quietly, the occasional sound of car lights or human footsteps from the silent garage would make her heart tighten uncontrollably.

When I waited silently, I couldn't help but think of some of the past.

She actually clearly remembered that day, Song Sihuai carried a bouquet of roses downstairs to her dormitory, and she couldn't help blushing a little in the commotion. The aunt in charge asked him who he was looking for, and he pretended to be calm and said, "I'm looking for the school flower...... Oh no, look for Wencun. Then even the dormitory manager smiled.

At that time, Wen Cun was actually standing behind him. Nie Shuxue and Chi Jiao pushed her forward, and Chi Jiao shouted at Song Sihuai: "The school flower is here, turn back, Song Xiaocao!" ”

Then, things are not people.

There's no going back.

When Xiao Rongzheng opened the car door again, all he saw was Wen Cun's blank and red eyes.

She curled up, looking fragile and soft.

It was the first time he had seen her like this.

He forgot what he was going to say for a moment, and suddenly he regretted it a little: he had no more to do with her.

Wen Cun glanced at him and sneered: "Why are you back again?" What did you forget this time? ”

He's really good at tricking around with her effortlessly. He did it to her in the car, and she had nothing to say, so it was retribution.

However, he suddenly got out of the car in front of Song Sihuai and suddenly turned back to take the mobile phone, hung her heart, rubbed her emotions, and was clearly playing with her.

The memories evoked by Song Sihuai and the embarrassment of being played with by Xiao Rongzheng made her mood uncontrollably worse.

For the entanglement of these two men, she was tired of it like never before.

Xiao Rongzheng didn't answer, probably knowing that he had gone too far today.

After a moment of silence, he said, "I suggest you go up and clean it up." ”

After speaking, he seemed to hesitate for a moment before handing out his hand to Wen Cun.

Wen Cun was slightly stunned: Is he trying to give in, coaxing her?