In the afternoon, Xie Zhao wrapped himself tightly before going downstairs.

At first, Jiang Huaiyu didn't recognize her until Xie Zhao walked in, and he didn't see it clearly.

Xie Zhao was wearing a peaked cap on his head, black sunglasses, a black mask covering his face, and he was dressed in black clothes and black pants, looking less like he was going to eat, more like he was going to be a thief.

Jiang Huaiyu twisted his eyebrows, looked down at her, and asked, "Xie Zhao?" ”

Xie Zhao hummed in a low voice.

He pulled his lips playfully: "What, are you afraid of having an affair with me?" ”

Xie Zhao nodded, lied and said without blinking: "I'm afraid of affecting your reputation, and I don't want to rub your popularity." ”

Jiang Huaiyu has been single for so many years, there is not even a woman by his side, he has always been clean and self-conscious, if it is rumored that he has an affair with that woman, it must be a big deal in the circle.

If she really catches up with Jiang Huaiyu in the future, it doesn't matter if there is a scandal or not, but if not, it will be a dead game for Xie Zhao.

Xie Zhao will not let himself be in the crosshairs.

Otherwise, she will never be able to get up again.

Her little thoughts were easily peeked through by Jiang Huaiyu, "Are you afraid of affecting me?" Don't want to rub my heat? ”

The mocking voice fell, he stepped forward and slapped Xie Zhao's chin, and his breath burned in Xie Zhao's right ear: "Have you rubbed less?" ”

The man's voice was low and dumb and ambiguous, and the sudden approaching made Xie Zhao have a staggered sense of grinding her ears and temples, as if she would accidentally fall into the man's ecstasy, and her heart couldn't help but tremble.

Fortunately, with the mask covering, Jiang Huaiyu couldn't see her crimson cheeks.

Xie Zhao knew that the "rubbing" in the man's mouth was not rubbing the heat.

She raised her head, her eyes sparkling, crashed into his eyes, and quickly retracted, not daring to sink deeply.

He really thinks about that file all the time.

After getting into the car, Xie Zhao felt a little hot.

I don't know if it's because of the narrow space in the car, or because of the body temperature of the man on her side, she is slightly hot.

Xie Zhao originally planned to sit in the back, but when she walked over, she noticed that the breath of the man beside her had sunk, and Xie Zhao immediately changed his mind and opened the front door.

She deliberately sat in the back, looking too pretentious.

Excessive distance will only backfire the relationship between the two.

Xie Zhao tilted his head, his gaze wandering over the man.

Jiang Huaiyu wore a gray suit, which made him mature and sensual, even a stereotypical suit could not hide his ascetic temperament inside.

"Miss Xie stares at others like this, isn't it?"

Jiang Huaiyu's sarcastic voice echoed in the carriage.

Xie Zhao narrowed his gaze and sat upright, embarrassed to look at him again.

There was still some way to go, and the two fell silent.

The air froze for a long time, and the mobile phone in Xie Zhao's hand vibrate.

It was a message from the little assistant, she just turned on the screen of her mobile phone, the car shook for no reason, Xie Zhao's hand subconsciously let go, and the phone slid out.

The car stopped, Xie Zhao looked up, and found that it was a traffic light.

She leaned down and went to pick up her phone.

She pinched the back of her phone, and the phone screen was still on.

When he picked it up, the screen just happened to be on Jiang Huaiyu, he lowered his eyes, his eyes sank, the corners of his lips provoked sarcastically, and he snorted disdainfully.

Xie Zhao didn't care much about Jiang Huaiyu's reaction, but when she flipped through her phone and saw the content on it, everyone was numb.

- Little assistant: Sister Zhao, your words today made me think about it for a while, when you said that you felt like using it, your face was obviously cold, wouldn't that sentence mean that the prince is not good?

The little assistant also made a sighing expression: It's really embarrassing for you, Sister Zhao.

Xie Zhao turned off his mobile phone tremblingly, and glanced at Jiang Huaiyu with a weak heart.