Chapter 43

"What's the matter?" Zhou Yanchen thin lips light open, repeated her three words, smile, "what do you say?"

Looking around, they were the only ones left in the theater, as well as the cleaning aunt in the front row.

"It's over?" Just said a sentence, she suddenly covered his mouth, face embarrassed: "I fell asleep?"

Damn it!

It's really because the opera is so hypnotic that it works better than the English books in school.

"Are you asleep? You said Zhou Yanchen stood up, arranged his clothes and strode out of the theater.

Estimated that he lost his face, Mo Xi ran patted his forehead hard, and quickly followed up with his skirt.

Outside the theater, the night wind is cool.

She shrunk her shoulders, and Mo Xi ran looked at the tall figure moving forward quickly in front of her and glanced at the corner of her mouth.

Often in TV series or movies, at this time, the hero should take off his coat and wrap around the heroine, and then gently ask, "is it still cold?"

But what about her?

She would lick her face to coax the man.

Think about it, he is really very poor, Mo Xi dye wronged shriveled mouth, just listen to the cold male voice: "don't roll over!"

As soon as she shook, she trotted over.

Sitting in the co pilot, Mo Xi ran rubbed his hands and apologized to him, "president, I'm wrong. I really didn't mean it."

One night, he was almost drowned by the sight of ridicule around him.

But what about her!

Sleep like a dead pig!

Turning his head, Zhou Yanchen glared at her and said: "Mo Xiyu, you can do it! You are so good

Mo Xi ran shrinks his neck and doesn't dare to say anything.

Making a sound at this time is just looking for death.

Staring at her for half a sound, without any response from the other party, Zhou Yanchen took a deep breath and temporarily stopped.

Step on the accelerator and the car will gallop out like an arrow!

Neon flashing, traffic flow.

Black Bentley takes the road as a racetrack, and Zhou Yanchen shows moxiran what it is called drag racing in just 40 minutes.

Holding the handle above the door with both hands, Mo Xi Ran's face was as white as paper, and his stomach turned and almost spat out.

Finally, after a thrilling race car, the car pulled out and stopped downstairs.

Untie the seat belt, Mo Xi dye immediately to open the door, standing at the side of the car bending retch.

Revenge!

Red rolling revenge!

On the other side, Zhou Yanchen opened the driver's door and got out of the car leisurely.

Looking at Mo Xi dye that pair of bad appearance, he thin lips pick, show a smile of satisfaction.

Patted oneself chest, the head is not so dizzy, Mo West dye just straight body.

Turning her head to Zhou Yanchen's cold face, she hated her very much, but said respectfully: "thank you for sending me back. I'm sorry about tonight. "

She was so pale that she mumbled her lips and apologized.

Zhou Yanchen's face changed slightly, and his Phoenix eyes were obscure.

Mo Xi ran couldn't explain the expression she saw.

In a daze during the research, something is drawing a parabola in the air and coming towards herself -

subconsciously, she holds it firmly.

Spread out, saw a little old pig lying in the palm.

It's her Pendant!

"President! Did you find it for me? " Surprise of the head, Mo West dye looking at Zhou Yanchen, eyes bright as stars.

Zhou Yanchen snorts coldly, and suddenly looks at somewhere behind Mo xican.

Hand fist on the lips light cough, he waved to Mo Xi ran, "you come here."

Mo West dye although doubt, but also obedient carrying skirt angle to him.

Standing in front of him, she looks up at his beautiful face and smiles: "president, thank you, you..."

Waist a tight, Mo West dye words haven't finished, the body forward, fell into a warm chest.

"Always..."

"Don't move!" Zhou Yanchen whispered a warning to moxiran, "the people sent by the old lady are watching."

"Oh, oh." Mo Xi ran got nervous and leaned in his arms quietly and asked, "is that all right?"

Zhou Yanchen pursed his lips and let her go.

Next second, lean over and kiss her lips