More like coquettishness.

Duan Baiting's calm gaze stayed on her for a moment, and finally handed over the car keys.

Song Wanyue usually drives some good-looking supercars, and she is not interested in this kind of car with a good sense of business.

Sitting in the driver's seat and holding the steering wheel, I was a little uncomfortable.

She looked left and right, and the operation was almost the same.

Most of the people who travel are drivers, and occasionally they drive themselves.

Duan Baiting rarely sits in the co-pilot, almost never before.

Song Wanyue's driving skills are average, and she often brakes suddenly, but fortunately, the shock absorption effect of this car is good.

She mainly saw that Duan Baiting was too tired, so she asked him to rest first.

I don't like a too quiet driving environment, and I expect Duan Baiting to say a few more words, so it's better to talk to myself a few more words.

Song Wanyue turned on the radio, and she didn't know whose song it was, and she sang it in English.

"You're tired like this, what kind of dinner, let's push it later."

He took off his glasses with one hand, and when he heard her words, his eyes turned away.

This will be blocking the car, Song Wanyue was maliciously said goodbye by the car next to her, gritted her teeth and was angry, and wanted not to come back.

His eyes were intently looking at the car in front of him, but he could also feel Duan Baiting's gaze towards him.

She explained softly, "I think you're too tired now, and your body is tight." It's still time to get some rest. ”

He replied with a faint tone: "Hmm." ”

...... It's really perfunctory.

Finally got the car away again, and Song Wanyue, who won this "battle", finally had extra energy to preach to Duan Baiting.

"It is said on the Internet that if the leader of a company is too busy, it means that the company does not make much money. So you ......"

It was too quiet beside her, and she glanced around.

The back of the co-pilot's seat was slightly receded, and the man tilted his head sideways and fell asleep.

Song Wanyue's hand holding the reverse disc tightened tightly and let go again.

She turned off the radio.

Forget it, let him sleep well for a while, he is so tired.

Song Wanyue sometimes wondered if God had missed his vocal cords when he created Duan Baiting to fill up his appearance and intelligence.

Otherwise, how could there be such a reticent person.

Even if you get some sleep, it's so quiet that only the sound of breathing is there.

When she got home, the car stopped at the entrance to the basement and she didn't drive straight in.

Instead, leaning on the steering wheel, he took a closer look at the sleeping manfigure.

From Song Wanyue's angle, only a side face could be seen, and the street lights outside reflected in it, deepening the shadow of his silhouette.

Flawless bony physiognomy, but the lines are so sharp that there is a kind of aloof coldness.

A frosty appearance coupled with an unapproachable personality.

I don't know how lonely this person's childhood life was, and I guess I don't even have a good friend to play with.

Song Wanyue stared at him for a while, her eyes involuntarily sliding from the bridge of his nose to the corner of his lips.

Well.....

The fingers in the center armrest box curled slightly, and she swallowed.

He slept so soundly, if he kissed him now, he wouldn't know, right?

This idea had just arisen, and it was quickly rejected by Song Wanyue.

She's not some scumbag who takes advantage of others.

While the other party is asleep, stealing kisses in the past, the high and low can be considered sexual-harassment, right?

Song Wanyue unbuckled her seat belt and was about to wake him up.

The hand reached over, and it stopped in mid-air.

She looked at Duan Baiting's sleeping face and bit her lip, and fell into a tangle again.

But it was rare for him to be so well-behaved.

With a fierce aura, his eyes were closed, and he couldn't see the oppressive coldness under his eyes.

Now he's just an ordinary person.

except that it is not so ordinary on the outside .

If we don't do it at this time, we probably won't have a chance in the future.

Song Wanyue turned her heart sideways and horizontally, and she pretended to be stupid when he found out.

Just as he was about to get up, someone knocked on the window outside.

The thief's heart quickly retracted, and there was a little more panic for fear of being discovered.

She pressed the button to lower the window, but when she pressed the wrong place, the horn honked twice.

Xiao Huan outside the window was taken aback.

Duan Baiting also woke up, he sat up straight, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, 9:45.

The drive took more than 20 minutes, and she drove for more than an hour.

Song Wanyue didn't see the tiredness that had just woken up from his eyes.

There was a moment of silence: "You pretend to be asleep?" ”

He adjusted the seat height back to its original shape and did not deny it.

Song Wanyue thought of her behavior just now, and suddenly felt bad: "Pretend..... How long has it been installed? ”

He pushed the car door: "Before you want to kiss me." ”

Song Wanyue: "......"

When the man got out of the car, she put her head on the steering wheel in pain, wishing to build a time-lapse machine on the spot, travel back ten minutes ago, and then strangle the disgraced self.

Woo woo, it's not that I haven't kissed.

Where on his body he has never kissed and touched, why should he lose his face.

Xiaohuan also came out to throw out the garbage, and happened to see that the car had been parked here all the time, and it was not driving in for a long time.

I was worried that something was wrong, so I came over to check it out.

With a toothache and a mental blow, Song Wanyue walked into the house with no energy: "It's nothing." ”

IN THE LIVING ROOM, THE COURIERS WERE STACKED ASIDE, AND A FEW PAPER BAGS WITH LARGE LOGOS WERE PRINTED.

The recipient wrote all about lucky.

Xiaohuan said that these are all here today.

Song Wanyue has been delivering express delivery recently, all of which are New Year's gifts from brands.

As a major luxury product, VIC can always receive greetings and various invitations during the New Year's holidays.

She went upstairs to change her clothes and asked Xiaohuan to help her dismantle the express.

You can't always occupy a space in the living room.

When Song Wanyue came down after changing her clothes, Xiao Huanzheng looked surprised with her mouth closed.

These are all luxury goods that she usually wants to buy but can't afford.

Xiao Xiang's bag, C's hat and sunglasses, and Tn's main new product this year - diamond heels.

I heard that there are limited to 300 pairs in the world, and the diamonds on them are all real diamonds.

Song Wanyue looked excited, thinking that the shoes were too vulgar.

After the Tn family changed designers two years ago, she hasn't set foot again.

Even if she can receive the news of the brand SA every once in a while, she only replies with a perfunctory or two.

But I didn't want to go at all.

Especially this year's main new pair.

She loves diamonds, but puts so many diamonds on a pair of heels at once.

Song Wanyue stretched out two fingers in disgust and threw it away along with the shoelace box.

"You can take a look at these, if you have something you like, you can keep it, and if you don't like it, you can sell it on a second-hand platform."

Xiaohuan's eyes lit up again: "The cost of selling ......"

The little girl's appearance of bending her waist for money is strangely cute, Song Wanyue pinched her face: "Of course it's yours." ”

Windfall from the sky, Xiaohuan folded his hands and thanked the Bodhisattva for his blessing.

After thanking the Bodhisattva, I went to thank Song Wanyue again.

Say that she is her own bodhisattva.

dilif had a big show at the end of the year, and sent an invitation to Song Wanyue in Paris.

I went every time in previous years, but this year.

She glanced at the date, which happened to be the time of the company's team building.

Forget it, it's important to watch a show and have a honeymoon.

Song Wanyue threw the invitation casually, and after Xiaohuan helped her warm the bedtime sleep milk, she was about to go upstairs with a cup.

The moment I got up, I saw the box that had been squeezed into the corner, and inside it was two neatly folded scarves.

She put down her cup and shook her scarf away.