Although Wen Qian complained about him a little in her heart, she didn't say anything, she looked at the red Porsche parked not far in front of her, and walked over step by step.

The girl walked directly to the driver's seat, stared at Xiao Shuo and said, "I'll drive the car, you sit in the co-pilot." ”

He readily agreed: "Yes." ”

She pulled open the driver's door and got into the car.

The man quickly got into the passenger seat, and the car drove out after him.

Wen Qian was driving the car, and she didn't feel anything, but when she turned the corner at the intersection, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Xiao Gongzi in the co-pilot who seemed to have been staring at her.

The whole time she turned, he maintained that intent.

Just being stared at all the time, the girl was a little embarrassed.

She pursed her lips slightly, and asked seemingly casually while driving, "Young Master Xiao, don't you call someone to come and pick you up?" ”

He seemed to have calculated what she would ask, and answered quickly: "If you have that time, you might as well look at Miss Wen more." ”

Wen Qian was a little embarrassed, but she didn't show it, she just smiled lightly: "If you think so, you may have to wait for someone to pick you up after you get off the bus later." ”

The man's deep voice sounded, "Send me to Wen." ”

She subconsciously frowned: "What? ”

Xiao Shuo stared at the change in her expression, and said without changing his face: "Didn't you go to the Wen family?" I'll be on this hitchhiker until the second you get off. ”

The girl asked casually, "But what are you doing in Wen's?" ”

He moved his neck and looked at her again: "It's nothing important, just to stay with Miss Wen for a while." ”

She was a little speechless, and glanced at him in the gap between the drives: "Young Master Xiao, haven't you heard a word?" ”

"What?"

"Distance produces beauty, you have always been so inseparable from me, how can beauty be produced?"

The man chuckled directly: "I haven't heard the phrase distance produces beauty, but I've heard another sentence?" ”

Wen Qian sighed, shrugged her shoulders and asked, "What Xiao Gongzi heard should not be that it was Xiao San'er or something, right?" ”

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Miss Wen seems to have always been very smart. ”

The corners of her mouth moved, and she commented: "Xiao-style cold joke." ”

"Is it funny?"

"It's not funny, so it's cold."

The man asked again, "Is it cold?" ”

The girl said "um", and then said: "Xiao Gongzi and I can't even call 'we', and this kind of thing is even more nonsense, to sum up, do you say your words are cold?" ”

"Kind of."

"It's cold."

Xiao Shuo's gaze moved from her face to her eyes, because she could only see the side, and when she blinked, her curled eyelashes were unusually sultry.

The corners of his mouth were unconsciously hooked, and his thin lips opened and closed: "If you don't like it, the next time I tell a joke to Miss Wen, I'll say something hot." ”

She shook her head: "Young Master Xiao, you are really ......"

He knowingly asked, "What?" ”

The girl turned her head and glanced at him, with a pure smile on her face: "You are really ...... The definition of near antonyms is understood very thoroughly. ”

Xiao Shuo asked, "Really?" Miss Wen, is this praising me? ”

Wen Qian held the steering wheel, her red lips opened and closed: "The words are what I said, but the power to understand has been given to Xiao Gongzi, how you want to understand, I will not listen." ”