On the way away from sansuo, Yan Shiqi sat in the co pilot and didn't speak for a long time.

Her eyes have been wandering in the cloudy sky outside the window, feeling inexplicably complex.

I don't know how to evaluate Zhuang Yin's practice. As a woman, she can feel it more or less.

At this time, it is probably the voice of her constant sigh that catches the man's attention.

The car pulled into a junction of auxiliary road and stopped at the side of the road.

Inkstone when seven flashing misty eyes, there is no focus of the frame in the window somewhere, until the chin itch, when she comes back, the face has been turned to his man in front of him.

The slender and symmetrical fingertips of the man opened the double flash, and the deep pupil fell on her face, with a touch of sadness, "are you in a bad mood?"

Along the way, she sighed several times, making it difficult for him to concentrate on driving.

Inkstone seven gently blinked, fingertips raised, seized his thumb, "there is no bad, just feel quite bad."

If the man could understand some things, his eyes flashed slightly. He held her cheek in one hand and rubbed her skin with his thumb. "What a pity for Zhuang yin?"

Inkstone when seven pulled the corner of the mouth, did not hide: "not for her, may be more for the second uncle Wen, and Wen family.".

Zhuang Yin has done so many things, in the final analysis, it is her own psychological imbalance caused by being framed. It's just that orange and I are both victims.

I'm ok. As Zhuang Yin said, I'm really lucky. At least I met you. But orange and uncle Wen, and grandfather Wen, what they suffered could have been avoided. "

At the end of his speech, he twisted his eyebrows and felt confused.

She angrily lowered her head, sighed again, and leaned directly on the man's shoulder with her seat belt.

In the car, it was quiet for a long time.

The man didn't say much, just accompanied silently.

His palm gently stroked her hair, with warm heat, warm her heart.

It wasn't long before Yan Shiqi sorted out her emotions. After a few minutes, she raised her head in surprise.

Thinking of one thing, her eyes appeared cunning, looking at the man's quiet handsome face, whispered: "do you deliberately arrange Mu Yi's vacation?"

The man Fei thin lip cape is tiny to hook up, "not calculate intentionally, just."

Hearing his explanation, Yan Shiqi's eyes flashed with wisdom, and his chin was raised. "I don't believe it. Brother Qin is so resourceful and resourceful. It's obvious that he's prepared. When Mu Yi answers the phone, it's obvious."

Smell speech, the long eyebrow of the man handsome elegant stirs up, take out mobile phone to hand her from the pocket, the lip corner has smile: "since want to know, better call to ask him."

Yan Shiqi looks at his action, eager to try.

She is really curious about what Mu Yi has done in the United States. Otherwise, how can Wen Qingxu show off that he knows a big brother mu.

……

So thinking, she did not affectate, took the man's mobile phone, skillfully unlock, open his address book, afterglow flash, sliding fingertips stopped.

Yan Shiqi's sight is attracted by the name at the top of the address book.

Treasure.

It's a simple word, but it makes her palpitate.

She looked at the man who was doting on her, then lowered her head to the name, and gently opened the name. The number in it was her, not surprisingly.

For a long time, out of total trust in him, she never had the habit of checking his mobile phone.

So this should be the first time that she saw her remarks on his mobile phone.

The man looked at her with indulgence, holding the steering wheel with one hand, leaning towards her slowly, with a mellow voice, "what's the note Mrs. Qin gave me, eh?"