Chapter 134 This Is Not Love
After a while, Subei appeared in the car.
She was very handsome and parked the car in front of Lu Heting. With her tall and long legs, she was really suitable to drive this super SUV.
"He Ting, get in the car!" Subei pressed the window.
Lu Heting stepped into the car with his long legs.
Subei handed him the pillow and said, "Let on this, close your eyes and rest."
"I'm not too tired." Lu Heting felt that she was too handsome and unrestrained, how could there be a feeling of being upside down at this moment?
Picking up and taking care of each other by car, isn't this what he should do?
"Close your eyes!" Subei leaned over and leaned on his chest.
Lu Heting's heart beat violently, what is she going to do? Is she also tempted by herself, and now she must exercise her obligation to be a wife?
Although he was ready, he didn't expect to be so fast, is he here?
He was a little worried about hurting her. He loved her and would never want her to be hurt at all.
Subei fastened his seat belt and sat down. Seeing that there was a strange blush on Lu Heting's face, he said in doubt, "Heting, are you having a fever? You are not feeling well?"
A warm little hand covered his forehead, and Subei retracted his hand and tried it on his forehead: "It seems not."
"I...cough." Lu Heting coughed slightly, half clenched his fist to hide his embarrassment.
It turned out that she was just helping herself to wear a seat belt, which didn't mean that. The thoughts he was full of just now were nothing but a spectacle.
He tried to restrain himself, fearing that he would scare her and make her afraid to run away.
"I'm not sick." Lu Heting held her small head and used her forehead to close his forehead.
This action was too intimate, and Subei almost indulged in his pampering.
She returned to her sober consciousness and hurriedly left him, saying, "Okay, close your eyes and rest. I'm going to drive. Don't open it."
"Yeah." Lu Heting closed his eyes obediently, and couldn't bear to disobey her.
She spoke to him in such a voice, so that he could do anything for her, even if it was going through fire and water.
Subei put on very soft music, drove the car slowly, and went home with Lu Heting.
After the man closed his eyes tightly, the lines on his face became softer and less serious.
He is very similar to Dabao, handsome as the most outstanding work of a Greek sculptor, and every face line is like a masterpiece of elaborate carving.
He is good to himself, of course he wants to repay him, and hope that he can use the same good on Dabao in the future.
But Subei knew that this was not love.
He doesn't need love, and she doesn't dare to need it. As long as there is family affection, it is already a rare fate.
Subei and Lu Heting returned home, and Kugun already stepped on their short legs and hugged Subei's thigh.
Subei handed him over to Lu Heting's hands: "Hey, go with Dad. I'll bake small cakes and I'll eat them for you later."
Looking at Subei's back: "My little cute bei is so good!"
"Well, that's great." Lu Heting's heart was filled with tenderness, and his eyes were thick with no bottom.
"I must marry her when I grow up!" Gushing squeezed his fists and vowed to keep Bei Bei by his side.
"Then have you ever thought about letting Beibei be your mom?" Lu Heting was quite unhappy about the fact that a man wanted to covet Subei, even if it was going to be silly.
(End of this chapter)