C38 (1/2)

Cen Jiawen walked out of the modeling store and waited for him at the side of the race car. Her heart was a little depressed, just based on the way the two of them were walking out just now, Miss Cen dared to use his head to say that, once they leave, the people in the rear legs would start their discussions.

Huo Runhan quickly caught up. From afar, he saw the woman's distorted face, and the corner of her lips slightly raised. He walked over, and under Cen Jiawen's wolf-like gaze, he wrapped his arms around her waist and stared fixedly at her with his black eyes.

”Then how can you not be angry?” Huo Runhan did not beat around the bush and directly asked.

”That's impossible,” the man firmly denied. This sort of welfare issue couldn't be taken even one step further.

Cen Jiawen stared at him, ”Why is that impossible?”

”I'm your husband, this is your duty. Besides, men like me are all at the same age as wolves and tigers. Moreover, I have such a beautiful wife. It would be bad to hold on to that thing everyday.” Huo Runhan teased.

Miss Cen was at a loss for words and she couldn't help but cover her face. Stop, stop. Don't talk to me in a naughty tone. I'm still a child. ”

Huo Runhan felt that she was extremely cute and couldn't help but kiss her again. Cen Jiawen jumped three feet into the air. She didn't care about her image or the high heels she wore, she was just afraid that she would accidentally touch a string of his and then suddenly lose her temper.

The sky had already begun to darken. The lanterns were rising and the beautiful sunset made one intoxicated. The man glanced at the scene not far away, then thought of the beauty beside him. The smile on his face became even warmer.

”What's for dinner?” In the carriage, Huo Runhan asked.

”Can I say that you asked some nonsense? I'm wearing a formal dress right now, so of course I can't eat anything. Otherwise, my perfect image will be ruined with my stomach supporting me.”

”Then are you hungry?” The man smiled at her, unsure of her position.

She had only eaten lunch and was actually already hungry. However, when she thought about how she was going to meet Xu Mengjiao, He Bingling and a few other 'love rivals' later on, she gritted her teeth and felt the pain of a martyr cutting her wrist, ”Cut the crap, let's go quickly.”

Huo Runhan was speechless, when did this girl become so hungry?

Halfway through the carriage, Cen Jiawen suddenly called for it to stop. Huo Runhan looked at her, parked the car by the side of the road and asked: ”What's wrong?”

”Let's switch our positions,” Miss Cen said sternly. ”I want to drive, you're too slow, such a skilled race car, and you drive at this speed, do you see the cars passing by looking at you with contempt?”

”No,” Huo Runhan's expression did not change, and he patiently taught him: ”In the future, you are not allowed to go on a rampage, especially during peak hours, even if you are extremely skilled, you should not always take your life as a joke.”

”I've never crashed when I was driving.” Cen Jiawen spoke with pride, ”Just let me do it, I'll do it.”

”No.” The man still firmly rejected the idea. What a joke, how could he possibly ride in a woman's car?