Chapter 111 (2/2)

She looks soft like a lamb. She is easy to bully. But when she touches her bottom line, she will show her claws. For example, yesterday when she attacked Wen Ruchu.

But I have to admit that he likes that kind of Wen Yiyi, and even sometimes he kisses her and wants to do something bad to her.

Think of here, Mo Xiu Chen Mou son tiny a deep.

He reached out and pressed his eyebrows, sighed. Now he is not sure whether he is playing with Wen Yiyi, whether he wants to finish the deal and contract quickly, or whether he has a plan for him.

……

About two minutes later, Wen Yiyi came out of the villa.

She walked briskly to the front of the car, opened the door of the back seat, quickly sat on it, closed the door and fastened the seat belt.

Mo Xiuchen glanced at her from the rearview mirror and lifted her thin lip. It seemed that he wanted to speak, but he didn't say a word. When he stepped on the accelerator, the car drove out.

The car is stuffy and hot. Wen Yiyi rolls down the window, and the cold wind blows in from the window, dispersing the stuffy air in the car. A few strands of hair in front of her forehead are also blown up by the wind, flying in the air.

The warm and shallow sunshine sprinkled on her through the window, with a bit of different beauty and playfulness.

Mo Xiuchen looks at Wen Yiyi. For a moment, he is absent-minded. He doesn't look at the road in front of him. He almost bumps into the car in front of him.

Until hear a exclamation of Wen Yi Yi, Mo Xiu Chen this just returned a God, timely brake car.

The car came to a sudden stop with a bump.

Wen Yiyi's fingers grasped both sides of the seat to stabilize his body, but it was inevitable that he bumped into the back of the seat in front of him, and his forehead suddenly turned red.

Her face is tiny of Pan white, swallowed to swallow saliva, blunt he way: ”Mo Xiu Chen, you open slowly.”

He wants to die, don't hold her, she doesn't want to die at all!

Mo Xiu Chen turns round to see her one eye, see her complexion turns white, tiny Dun: ”isn't scared?”

Wen Yiyi glared at him and said, ”what do you say?” She's scared to death, okay! I almost ran into someone else's car. In case of death

Mo Xiuchen saw her face afraid of appearance, lips slightly tilted up a radian, he reached out and rubbed her head, voice cold, but more than usual a soft: ”I'm here, don't be afraid.”Wen Yiyi It's because of you!

Mo Xiuchen kneaded her hair in a mess. Then he took it back and started the car again.

After driving for a few minutes, the car is about to reach its destination. Looking at the scenery outside the window, Wen Yiyi quickly asks Mo Xiuchen to stop and let him go.

Smell speech, the man just looked back at her, did not speak, speechless drove the car to the school gate.

Looking out of the window over and over the people, Wen Yiyi eyebrows are wrinkled together.