She was just polite, so she said it so casually, without much sincerity at all.

Shen Yan put her on the co-pilot, put her hand on the door frame, and her tall body blocked the car door tightly, leaning over to look at her.

Su Xingchen didn't know why, and looked up at Shen Yan.

His gaze stayed on Su Xingchen for a while, raised his eyebrows, and nodded, "It's time to lose weight." ”

With that, he closed the door and went around to the main driver.

Su Xingchen's pupils enlarged, and he looked at Shen Yan who came up from the other side, and his face seemed to be a little ruddy.

"Shen Yan, I'm less than a hundred pounds, okay? If you feel heavy like this, it means that your physical strength is really not good! ”

Shen Yan started the car and looked ahead, Su Xingchen could only see his side face.

Shen Yan's tone was careless, and he could anger people to death if he was fluttering.

"There is a saying: if you don't weigh more than 100, you are either flat-chested or short."

Shen Yan turned his head to look at Su Xingchen, looked his eyes up and down, and sneered, obviously mocking with ridicule.

"Obviously, you have both."

Su Xingchen gritted his teeth, was speechless for a moment, and before he could think of how to refute, he heard Shen Yan's words again.

"As for my physical strength." After a pause, Shen Yan turned his head to look at Su Xingchen, the corners of his crimson lips hooked slightly, and his voice became more and more light, with a bit of ruffianism.

The sunlight came through the window, shining right on the back of Shen Yan's head, reflecting his somewhat ruffian smile, shining brightly and brilliantly.

Su Xingchen looked a little stunned, and sighed in his heart.

How could the painter give the villain such a good skin?

She couldn't come back to her senses, only feeling that Shen Yan's voice seemed to come from outside the sky, empty and hazy.

"If the future Mrs. Shen doesn't mind, you are always welcome to challenge."

"Huh?"

Su Xingchen didn't react, retracted his gaze, blinked, and after connecting his words before and after, he suddenly felt that what Shen Yan was talking about was not a serious matter.

"Shen Yan, I found that you look like a gentleman on the outside, but you are a real hooligan on the inside."

"Really? I don't know what you thought of and came to such a conclusion? ”

Shen Yan's tone didn't have the slightest wave, and it didn't seem to be anything abnormal, but it made Su Xingchen feel empty-hearted.

Stiffly, Su Xingchen couldn't help but ask rhetorically, but his tone was a little weak.

"Don't you know what I think?"

"I don't know."

Su Xingchen pursed the corners of his lips, he was already angry and didn't know what to say, and in his heart, he dismantled Shen Yan into eight pieces, turning it over and over, and turning it over and over again.

Shen Yan drove the car and turned his head to look at her.

Probably because of anger, the originally pale face was a little more rosy, and it looked a little more energetic, not as weak as just now.

Shen Yan drove very steadily, Su Xingchen leaned on the seat, and fell asleep again unconsciously.

It was hot outside the window, the leaves were motionless, and there were no people or cars on the road, probably because it was too hot, and everyone didn't want to come out.

The windows in the car were closed and the air conditioner was on, Su Xingchen unconsciously rubbed his arms, as if he felt a little cold.

Shen Yan glanced at her, raised his hand and adjusted the temperature and fan blades of the car air conditioner.

About half an hour later, the car drove to Lou's house, the door was open, and Shen Yan's car entered unimpeded.

The car went around the long manor and driveway in front of it and drove until it stopped in front of the door.