In order to prevent Anna from escaping or causing any trouble for her, Su Yinuo arranged for the accompanying driver, assistant, makeup artist, and fashion consultant to "escort" Anna and take her to the bathroom for convenience.
Through the car window, she could still see Anna looking back at the tall figure behind her.
Jian Jian - Jian Jian completely complied with the contract they made at the beginning, and did not communicate with her verbally, not even with eyes.
Of course that includes myself.
Suino turned her head and didn't look at him. If she had anything to do with Jian Yi in such a scene, she might get into some relationship that she shouldn't get into.
She thought, but her eyes could not leave the man's face reflected in the glass window.
Missing is like a spider web that binds you more and more the more you want to break free. She is like a poor mosquito, stared at by the spider of sin.
Her eyes were wandering and her mood was depressed. This closed carriage made her feel uncomfortable.
She lit a cigarette and took a long puff. She looked at the simple shadow in the misty smoke.
The car door was suddenly opened, and as soon as Su Yinuo turned around, he saw Jian Yi's cold face.
Her mouth widened in surprise, but she returned to her original bad-ass appearance in the shortest possible time.
"Mr. Jian, do you have anything to ask me about?"
Jian Yan had a calm face and quickly took the cigarette away from Su Yinuo's hand.
Throwing it back, the smoke formed an arc in the air and then disappeared from Su Yinuo's sight.
Jian Yan frowned. The smell of cigarette smoke made his nasal cavity a little uncomfortable. For a man with a mysophobia, the smell of cigarette smoke is also the biggest enemy.
He coughed twice, and his face, which had always been white and tender, was slightly flushed due to shortness of breath. "No smoking allowed."
It took him a long time to speak slowly, but his brows were furrowed. Su Yinuo wanted to stretch out his fingers and lift his brows.
Such a frown is not a simple face at all.
Su Yinuo smiled slightly, with a humble and polite attitude.
"I don't know why I was delaying you by smoking in the car."
Jian Jian hated the way Su Yinuo looked up at him while sitting in the car, and even more hated her face, which was so thick that it could be compared to the ozone layer.
"Delays my interest in enjoying the wind."
Jian Yi's face became increasingly flushed, but his eyes were still fixed on the woman sitting in front of him.
He leaned down and held the car with both hands, and the distance between the two people became closer.