Chapter 548: Why Don't You Come Too

"You!?" I was stunned rather than surprised.

And her delicate and beautiful face also turned red at that moment.

A pair of beautiful eyes dodged and drooped, and they didn't even dare to look at me.

"No kidding," I sneered, just to say it as polite.

"I'm serious," her beautiful eyes changed, and she suddenly mustered up the courage to look at me.

"Then I believe you," I thought, even if it's a friend... I will also cry and be sad because of the bad news.

It's nothing, but my heart warms up, and I knock her on the head and say, "It's not too early.... Let's go back and rest."

"Hmm," she replied... Breathing a sigh of relief, he subconsciously unbuttoned and took off his coat.

However, as soon as I took off my coat, I found that the neckline of the white dress was already soaked.

There's ......

Actually, I saw it just now, but now I'm looking straight at it. It made me blush with shame and turned my head to avoid embarrassment.

When she saw me like this, her face turned red, and she quickly buttoned it again.

"The clothes inside are all wet, so I won't change them... It's going to catch a cold," I tried to say, "Or you go back to the back seat, open those two pillows, take the air conditioner quilt, take off your clothes, cover them a little, I, I don't look at you."

"It's okay," she said, a little embarrassed, "I'm fine." I won't catch a cold!"

"Don't be reckless," I knew very well, "this deserted village, the yin qi is very heavy....obedient, go quickly."

She blushed, stopped arguing, got up and took a long step, and squeezed back into the back seat.

My heart was beating like thunder under my ribs, and I subconsciously looked out the window ..... saw the pouring rain.

Soon, there was a sound from behind, the sliding of the skirt chain... That voice made it even harder for my heart to be calm.

I stared out the window, not daring to look back. In order to cover up the sound of the zipper, I lowered the window and borrowed the sound of the rain to cover up the sound of Su Xuejing changing clothes.

In order to completely rid oneself of evil thoughts. I even began to force myself to concentrate on thinking about the deserted village, the culvert, and the snake king.

Think about the connection between the three...... Fortunately, I quickly came up with an eyebrow.

I was immersed in my thoughts, and I don't know how long it took..."Mr. Jiang," Su Xuejing tried to tell me, "I've changed it!"

I didn't hear it, but I just let go of distracting thoughts with the sound of the rain.

"Mr. Jiang," I felt a tap on the shoulder.

When she turned around, she saw Su Xuejing stunned: "What are you looking at?"

"I didn't think about anything," blurted out, and I was stunned that I didn't answer the question.

What she asked was... What are you looking at.

And I subconsciously judged according to common sense, what are you thinking?

"I'm sorry," I hurriedly said, "I didn't look at anything."

But at that moment, I saw Su Xuejing's face, which turned even redder..... it can be said that it was very red!

Following her gaze, I looked back in surprise, only to realize that I had just died.

I opened the window and faced the rearview mirror outside the window, and in the rearview mirror, it happened to be facing the angle of the recoil.

"I," I quickly explained, "I, I didn't see anything!"

"It's okay," she whispered, "I see, it's nothing..."

"No, I..." I wanted to explain.

But she had already retracted into the air-conditioned quilt unfolded by the pillow: "Don't talk about Mr. Jiang... I, I believe in your character, and when I spent the night in my hometown, I knew that you were a gentleman."

"yes," I nodded dumbfounded.

But after nodding, I realized that this thing is getting darker and darker, why is this Su Xuejing talking about this stubble?

I wonder if she would think about it... I saw it when I was in her hometown, right?

"I," I felt even more embarrassed, closing the window and leaning back into the seat.

Listening to the lightning and thunder outside, the rain is getting heavier and heavier.

We were each blushing, one staring with our eyes closed, the other curled up in the air-conditioned quilt.

Half an hour... No one spoke.

It was awkward, especially after I turned off the lights in the room.

My heart was beating faster, it was that kind of nervous mood, and I even broke out in a cold sweat with nervousness.

After being silent for a long time, she whispered to me, "Mr. Jiang, you won't catch a cold, will you?"

"I'm fine," I said lightly.

"Or," she said, "Mr. Jiang, come to the back too......

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