"Let's go, the free car will be delivered directly to your door." Du Jiawen came over and put his arm around her shoulders. This action seemed as natural as if he had done it thousands of times.
Xiang Xiaochuang immediately took two steps back, his face full of wariness, and his whole body seemed to have suddenly grown long thorns. He naturally refused: "No, I'm used to taking the bus. It's very convenient."
Looking at his unexpected embrace, Du Jiawen felt a little dissatisfied. He was not satisfied with Xiang Xiaochuang's alienated attitude, and he was even less satisfied that his offer had failed.
He lowered his hands and looked carefully at the female servant in front of him. Although she could be called a beauty, she was not the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. But he was rejected so simply and neatly over and over again.
, which is truly an unprecedented first time.
Du Jiawen, who was accustomed to getting wind and rain, finally tasted frustration for the first time.
Suddenly, Xiang Xiaochuang's face lit up, and it turned out that a bus was already driving over there.
"Follow me!" He held her hand without any explanation, "If you don't want me to force myself, just come with me! I don't want to have to say it again, you'd better..."
Xiang Xiaochuang had a look on his face and stared at him hatefully, but he couldn't say a word.
"Lovers are having trouble, I'm sorry." To the people watching on the platform, Du Jiawen used an insincere excuse as an explanation. Perhaps it was because of his noble attire and clear and elegant temperament that no one suspected him.
of blundering.
As the bus roared away, the number of people on the platform became sparse again.
Xiang Xiaochuang reluctantly followed him into the car, biting his lip and saying nothing.
Du Jiawen seemed to be in a good mood. He turned his head and asked gently: "Where to drive?"
The hot breath when he spoke was exhaled ambiguously, lingering on her shoulders and neck for a while before gradually dissipating.
Her lips, which were slightly pursed in anger, were like the petals of a flower that had not yet opened in the morning, with an attractive red color. They seemed to have dewdrops on them, almost tempting him to lean in for a kiss.
When he was thinking this way, his body had already taken the first step. Looking at Xiang Xiaochuang's angry eyes, Du Jiawen realized that he had already moved in front of her.
He looked at her intently, confirming that apart from anger, there was absolutely no hidden emotion such as love. A strange emotion arose in his heart, and he sat up straight in disappointment.
Xiang Xiaochuang breathed a sigh of relief, and Du Jiawen smiled: "Don't worry, I don't have the habit of forcing others."
——That’s weird! Xiang Xiaochuang thought bitterly in his heart.
"Turn left and park on the side of the road. I'll just walk over." Xiang Xiaochuang didn't answer, but gently pointed the way.
"Don't you invite me to come in and have a seat?" Du Jiawen saw her opening the car door and followed her.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Du, the humble abode is as small as a snail shell. There is no place to turn around. It would be too unfair for the president to go there."
"Really?" Du Jiawen looked at her thoughtfully.
"Yes." Xiang Xiaochuang said and walked forward. Du Jiawen followed her closely: "I can change you to a bigger house. If you want a villa or a rooftop garden, it's up to you."
Xiang Xiaochuang stood still, and as soon as he turned his head, he hugged him tightly. His head suddenly stopped, his heart suddenly rose to his throat, and even his breathing was blocked.
At this time, she suddenly understood that she was inevitably attracted to him after all.