Although she doesn't read comics, every time she searches for her daughter's work on her phone, she still proudly shows off to her friends that it is her daughter's work.

I only hope that my daughter will get better and better on this road in the future, and when the time comes, she will embark on the road of publishing and become a best-selling cartoonist in physical books.

After saying goodbye to their parents, Song Qing and the others left Lihua Town in a car and headed towards the city.

In the car, Song Qing opened the window and leaned on the back seat of the car and began to sleep.

Presumably many people are the same as her, if you get motion sickness, it's good to fall asleep, and you will be there as soon as you wake up.

Song Qing didn't know how long he had been asleep, and he felt in a daze that someone was holding him.

Is this a dream?

Song Qing reached out and touched it, hard.

Further to the hand, this is a human face? Song Qing was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes instantly, and looked at the place where his hand was touching.

Just a glance at her stunned, the man who came into her eyes was handsome and resolute, with a high nose bridge, deep eyes, and thin lips pursed.

He was looking at himself, and he was looking at him, staring at him for a moment of silence in the air.

That's not the point, the point is that her hand is still touching the handsome face of the other person at this time.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is why she is lying in his arms at this time, and her head is still resting in the crook of his arm.

Song Qing stiffened for a few seconds and instantly got up from his arms, because he was in a hurry to forget that he was still sitting in the car, and when he stood up, his head instantly hit the roof of the car.

"Sizzle......" Song lightly grinned and covered his forehead.

"......" Zhao Cheng reached out and grabbed her waist and pulled the person into his arms.

"Crashed? It's really promising. Zhao Cheng reached out and rubbed her forehead with a dark face.

"You, what's the matter?" Song Qing was stunned for a moment, quickly moved from his lap and sat down by the window.

"What to hide." Zhao Cheng directly stretched out his hand to clasp her head and pressed the person into his arms.

"it, you let it go." Song Qing wanted to dodge his hand and sit up, but it was naturally impossible for her to escape from the clutches with her little strength

"Don't move, rub it for you." Zhao Cheng said as he picked up his internal force and gently rubbed the place where she bumped into it.

Hey?

What does it feel like, hot?

It's so comfortable, I feel that the pain of hitting it dissipates instantly.

In this way, Song Qing didn't move, but obediently crawled into his arms and let him rub it.

Leaning on his arms, Song didn't know where to put his hands, so he could only reach out and pull the clothes on his chest.

Knock Knock......

It was very close, and Song Qing could smell the cold breath on his body, and there was a little floral scent of soap.

Song Qing's face was very hot, it was ashamed.

She grew so big that she didn't have a boyfriend.

I've never been in love, but now a man who has only known her for a long time hugs and hugs her.

That's not the point, the point is that she doesn't dislike the other party except for blushing and heartbeat.

Tears ran T_T, it was a married man, she actually blushed and heartbeat at a married man, and lost her first kiss.

Is she depraved?

Zhao Cheng's fingers stopped, and he looked down at the woman in his arms who was buttoning his clothes with his fingers.

He reached out and ran his fingers over her cheek.

The temperature from his fingers indicated that his wife's face was hot at this time.

Zhao Cheng raised his eyebrows, and a meaningful smile flashed in his eyes.

"Your face is so hot?"

Song Qing felt the temperature on his face, and was stunned, looked up at him, and instantly reached out and pushed him away, and sat down.

"Am I too hot?" Song said softly, leaning directly against the car window, blowing the wind with his face outside.

The cool breeze blew, and Song Qing felt that his face was not so hot.

It's weird.

What's wrong with her?

Isn't it just that I was hugged by a man.,Why are you so red?。。

Watching the two flirting in the back seat, the driver who drove the car only felt that he had eaten all the way to dog food.