Chapter 50： Getting hotter……

With his hands on the steering wheel, Gu Yu easily and easily controls the entire car.

Handsome people do handsome things, even driving is so handsome.

just……

Song has no worries and frowns. She clearly keeps the memory of the original Lord. Why is it so strange to driving?

From the hospital, she was sitting in the back seat.

Now sitting in the co-pilot's seat, looking at Gu Yu driving at a close distance, she actually feels very novel.

"Want to open?" Gu Yu saw her staring at him and the steering wheel and pedals, and asked quietly.

"Don't want to!" Song Wuxiu regained his gaze and looked away.

"When did you learn to impeach?" He glanced at her.

"It was very early."

"When is it?"

"Five years ago." Song Wuyou casually lied.

"How old were you five years ago?"

"How old am I?"

"twenty one."

"Oh, huh..." Song has no problem in the eyes of a worries. "I thought you didn't know how old I was."

"After you know me, don't you wander around me all day? How do you have time to learn?" Gu Yan looked at her.

"Do you let me wander around all day? What do I usually do, have you noticed?" Song Wuxi laughed and laughed.

"..." Gu Yu raised his eyebrows, and the atmosphere was a bit strange.

Song Wu worry did not break this silence, turned his head and looked out the window.

"What are you playing today, "The Last Slice of Banana Leaf?"

"Yeah." Song nodded and nodded.

"This kind of nice note should be a famous song. I have never heard of the name of this song before." Gu Yu said with a slight sigh, thoughtfully.

"I made it myself." Song said with no worries.

Gu Yu listened, turned his head and looked at her deeply. "You will arrange music?"

Song Wuyou turned his head and looked at him and smiled. "I will have more things."

Gu Yu hooked his lips and smiled a little deep and unpredictable.

Song Wushou did not know what he was thinking, and she did not want to know what he was thinking.

She must not only be in his heart, but also slowly wash himself in front of everyone.

"It seems that I have to recognise you again." Gu Yufeng said deeply, looking at the front and said faintly.

"Feel free. But I don't want to know you again." There is no need to re-recognize, he is still the one, she is not the one she is.

Gu Yu sneered, he reached out and opened the air.

After a while, Song Wuxi, wearing a skirt, felt so cold.

She rubbed her arms. "It's so cold."

Gu Yan looked at her, "Cold?"

But he feels so hot.

"Yeah." Song was worried and frowned, and it was a little cold.

Gu took a look at her and saw that she was wearing a short-sleeved skirt. She thought that her body had not recovered yet. The light flashed and she finally took off her coat and put it on.

Watching him control the steering wheel with one hand and take off his jacket with one hand, Song has no worries, "What are you doing?"

After a while, he handed over the coat, a taste that belongs to him, close at hand, lingering around the nose.

"Put on." He felt hot and didn't want to turn off the air.

"I don't wear it." Song Wu worryed to the outside and did not take his coat.

He used to care about her when she was sick. Now she is cold. Is he so gentleman **** for her?

Does he care about her?

However, she is not rare -

"Put it!" Gu Yu threw the jacket on her lap, and the tone was overbearing.

He is frowning, damn, his coat is off, how is it getting hotter?