Chapter 110

On the bright highway, you can hardly feel the obvious difference between night and day. Only when you look far away can you see the dark color of the next day.

In the car, there was a brief silence.

Before long, Yan Shiqi's fingertips gently rubbed the car window, which reflected the handsome outline of the man. She depicted his appearance with her fingertips and uttered in a continuous voice, "do you know I'm going back to Licheng, so you came here specially?"

She estimated the approximate time. It was three hours' journey from Licheng to Quancheng. When she met on the national highway, it was nearly ten o'clock.

Men should have driven from Licheng before seven o'clock.

During the day, he has a lot of work

Inkstone when seven heart so thinking, inexplicably up bursts of sour.

It's heartache, it's concern, it's a kind of complicated and astringent way that can't be explained clearly.

The man didn't answer her directly. When he changed the lane to the innermost part of the road, he hit the steering wheel with one hand, and the other hand fell on the top of inkstone Shiqi's head. He kneaded it fondly, "did you eat at night?"

He didn't confess, but he didn't say anything.

Inkstone when seven youyou sigh, from the top of the man's hand, shaking his head, said in a stuffy tone: "did not eat."

"Not to the taste?"

She still shakes her head, and the palm of her hand also holds the man's joints tightly. The smart eyes examine the man's eyes. She has no deep meaning. "I don't have any appetite, so I want to go back to Licheng as soon as possible!"

"Oh..."

Qin Baiyu let out a smile from the corner of her lips. She held up her fingertips and put them on her lips to kiss her. "There's cake on the back seat. Eat some to cushion your stomach."

Yan Shiqi: "yes

She was stunned to the man's eyes, the fundus Yingdong let her panic soft color.

Inkstone when seven subconsciously turned back seat to see a look, a white heart-shaped cake box came into view.

"You... Bought it?"

Her voice was blocked. From the moment when the man appeared, the fermenting emotion in her heart was surging and washing her reason.

Because she was going back, he drove to pick her up.

Worried that she didn't eat, she bought a cake to let her eat.

A man needs no more words, but her heart is like a mirror.

Inkstone seven silent for a few seconds, from the cake back to the line of sight, face also twisted to the side of the window, tightly pursed lips, trying to calm down that let her a few tears touched.

The man realized that she was not right mood, distracted looking at her, eyebrows can not help tightening, "do not like?"

Yan Shiqi's left hand is still in the palm of the man's heart. She breathes several times before she suppresses the dampness in her eyes. She shakes her head and says with a little choking: "I don't like it!"

"Why are you crying?"

At this time, the wrinkles between men's thick eyebrows tightened more and more tightly. He let go of inkstone Shiqi's hand and was about to open the double flash lane. In the quiet carriage, he heard a sentence: "when shall we go to get the certificate?"

His action was in the air. After stabilizing the direction of the car, he didn't speak. Instead, he took out his mobile phone and dialed.

Five minutes later, the driver of Lincoln changed to Mu Yi.

As for Qiao mu, sitting in the cab of the nanny's car, he was calm and wanted to curse the street.

Ling Zihuan, hiding in the gap of the back seat, peeked at the Lincoln car in front of him and drove back to the high speed. Then he got up, got close to the back of the driver's seat and patted the back of the chair. "Uncle, drive, they're all gone!"

Qiao Mu's deep eyes sent out a thick displeasure. He took off his suit coat and threw it behind him

"I don't want it. It's spacious in the back. I want to sleep..."

The little girl shook her head and refused. Her eyes were firm!