The car started and drove slowly on the road.
Zhen Shanmei sits in the passenger seat and dare not move.
Ning Meng watched the circle of microblog software, slowly installed it and swallowed nervously.
Huo Beichen, with long and thick eyelashes, looks at the mobile phone quietly and coldly. He has long and beautiful fingers and clicks on the micro blog
Ning Meng rushes forward, grabs his hand and starts in a panic: "honey, do you smell a burning smell in the car?"
Huo Beichen:?
Zhen Shanmei is nervous: "is the car going to ignite? Pull over and get off! "
People:??
Interrupted by her atmosphere, Ning Meng choked on her follow-up words, and then coughed and continued, "it's because my heart is burning for you."
Zhen Shanmei:?
Huo Beichen, who has long been used to it:
He lifted his eyes lightly, and the dark pupil was fixed on Ning Meng's face.
Today, the girl tied a ponytail. She may be running too fast. Her hair is a bit disordered. There are several strands of broken hair. She is restless at the top of her head, making him feel the impulse.
Thinking of this, he put down his cell phone, extended his big hand and put it on her head.
Soon, the girl's porcelain white face lost its blood color, and her long and thin eyes were full of natural charm, but her eyes were tense and scared.
Can you not be afraid?
Think about that hot search, Ning Meng thinks that the hand on the top of her head is likely to hold down her head at the next moment, with a slight twist, her life will come to an end.
When she did not dare to move, she felt that the top of her head was rubbed randomly by the man.
In the dark car, his cold and hard face lines are more soft. At the moment, his eyes are light and his lips are in a small arc: "do you need me to put out the fire?"
Lemon:??
His deep voice resounded in his ears, bringing a sense of suffocation, which made her heart tremble, and her words bumped and bumped: "no, it's not necessary."
The man's eyes are a little light, the black line of sight is hot, and the radian of the lips is bigger: "is it? That's a pity. "
Lemon:
What a pity?
Why do you feel this sentence with some color?
No, he is not such a minister. She must have thought more!
Ning Meng sits on his body, his eyes flutter around, and he arranges his mood. Seeing Huo Beichen pick up his cell phone again, he says, "honey, do you miss me these days?"
Huo Beichen can only put down his mobile phone again, turn around and look at her. When Ning Meng thought he would not answer such a poor quality question, he said, "well."
“……”
The temperature in the car suddenly rises.
Ning Meng only felt a little bit flustered on her cheek. She didn't dare to look at him. "How do you think?"
When I finished, I felt that I was really in debt.
What's the problem?
But this word falls, the momentum that perceives a man on the body instantly changed, the mood in his eyes, become full-bodied rise, mix the thought of forbearance, his voice also lower a few: "want very much."
For so many years, he was alone, waiting for her to come back.
Waiting for him, accustomed to loneliness, accustomed to the pain of missing.
Ning Meng didn't understand his sudden mood. Just about to ask, she and Zhen Shanmei's cell phone rang at the same time.
She ignores, but Zhen Shanmei points to the voice of Qi Shan in the group: "Ning Meng! I thought you really changed! I didn't expect you to go on a hot search with a male star and wear a green hat for the boss! You're done! "