Yan Mingsu secretly glanced at Wu Xiaoya beside him, pursed his lips, smiled, and wheezed! He suddenly stepped on the accelerator, and the car immediately sped out like a rocket launcher.
"Ah——! Help——!"
Wu Xiaoya covered her eyes and wailed.
Damn it, I never thought that Yan Mingsu, who looks elegant and handsome, would drive so crazy.
With this one kick, one hundred and twenty people were killed.
"Hehe... Come on, put your hand in my palm and I will slow down."
Yan Mingsu handed one of his hands to Wu Xiaoya.
"No! Why should I listen to you? You can drive as fast as you want. I'm not afraid of death anyway."
"Really? Haha, that's good!"
Before Wu Xiaoya's brave words could be heard, Yan Mingsu said "Whoops!" and stepped on the accelerator. The car was like a rocket, rushing forward.
Wu Xiaoya was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she quickly put her little hand in Yan Mingsu's hand.
Her little paws were soft and very sensual, which immediately made Yan Mingsu tremble, and a strange warmth spread from his palms throughout his body.
Holding her hand... actually made him breathe faster?
Grandma, this is so unreasonable. Why do you react so easily on your side, but that silly girl is like a female Liu Xiahui, feeling nothing at all?
Yan Mingsu held Wu Xiaoya's hand tightly and drove handsomely and skillfully with one hand. The speed dropped and the expensive car drove smoothly and steadily.
"Haha..." Yan Mingsu seemed to have picked up a big ingot, smiling in a curious mood, his eyes flowing, extremely charming.
Wu Xiaoya took a long breath, puffed out her cheeks and complained, "Hey! You bad guy! Can't you drive the car very smoothly? You did that on purpose just now!"
"yes!"
"ah?"
"I said, yes, I admit that I pumped the gas just now on purpose." Yan Mingsu raised his eyebrows as expected, turned his face and blew an ambiguous whistle towards Wu Xiaoya.
Wu Xiaoya glared at Yan Mingsu fiercely and curled her lips, "Bad people really can't do good things. Alas, in this world, why do bad people have to have good skin?"
"If I don't cheer and you are not afraid, how can I hold your hand?"
Yan Mingsu raised their intertwined hands, then chuckled and continued, "If I don't hold your hand, how can I see the scenery inside your shirt? Haha..."
Hoo! Classmate Wu Xiaoya took a deep breath of air-conditioning.
(⊙_⊙)Wu Xiaoya almost bit off her tongue! Oh my God, I forgot! A button fell off her chest!
"Ahhhh! Yan Mingsu! Stinky turtle! I hate you! You are so annoying! I never want to see you again! I'm so annoying to you! I'm so annoying to you!"
"Hahaha……"
Wu Xiaoya quickly withdrew her hand, then pressed her chest hard, covering her head as well.
It's so embarrassing... so embarrassing... Yan Mingsu is so disgusting!
"Okay, okay, just park the car here, stop the car, it's time for me to get out of the car."
Wu Xiaoya's face has always looked like a ripe tomato.
"Well, is it your home yet?"
"It's not there yet, but it's not far away. I'll just walk over."
Just as Wu Xiaoya was about to open the car and go out, her little hand was grabbed by Yan Mingsu, "Hey, Wu Xiaoya!"
"Ah? What's the matter?" Wu Xiaoya opened her eyes curiously, her crystal-like pupils filled with pure luster.
"Don't you let me go to your house to sit there?"
"Go to my house? Why?"
"Why did you say? Thank you to me! I sent you back in a special car to help you solve your problems. Shouldn't you invite me to your home to sit and have a cup of tea to express your gratitude to me?"
Wu Xiaoya tilted her head and thought for a moment, "That's right, it makes sense. But... no, I have too many people in my family. Your going will make them nervous. They will regard you as my boyfriend. That's terrible.
No. School director, let’s do this. When I go to school tomorrow, I’ll treat you to a cup of coffee. That’s it, bye.”
Wu Xiaoya grabbed her hand, but Yan Mingsu still held her hand tightly. Oops, what happened to this person? Wu Xiaoya sweated on the tip of her nose, "This... Principal Yan, I just want to thank you for today, that's it."
,goodbye."
Still don't let go.
Yan Mingsu looked deeply at Wu Xiaoya and muttered hoarsely, "To be honest, I don't want to let go of your hand."
Wu Xiaoya frowned, "If you don't let go of my hand, how can I get home?"
The look of bitterness and hatred made Yan Mingsu sigh deeply, smiled self-deprecatingly, and let her go, "You stupid bird."
"Tch, arrogant maniac, are you smart? Let's go!"
Wu Xiaoya waved her hands to the handsome man in the luxury car, without showing any nostalgia at all. As usual, she walked home in a few hops and skips. After a few steps, she suddenly thought of something, and immediately stretched out her waist and held on to her bag.
Holding her chest, those who didn’t know better would have thought that Wu Xiaoya had a stomachache.