Xia Ye got into the car, and before An Yiluo liked the seat belt, he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and drove forward quickly.
Due to inertia, An Yiluo's petite body immediately rushed forward.
Xia Ye's after seeing her head hitting the glass of the car, he immediately stretched out his hand and blocked her forehead, but he still had a tight face and didn't even look at her.
With this block, her head hit his hand, which didn't hurt much. Otherwise, even if she wouldn't bleed, she would have left bruises.
"So you will still care about my life and death." She smiled bitterly, her tone was particularly cold, with desolateness, but calm and without any turbulence.
Xia Ye was still staring at the road ahead, not answering her words, but just staying silent.
"Haha." Seeing him ignoring his attitude, An Yiluo sneered coldly. She was not laughing at him, but at herself.
"You're thinking too much." Xia Ye finally spoke, but it was so cold that it was unreasonable.
"Didn't you just care about me?" There was still a sad curve on the corner of her mouth, which made people feel distressed.
"I just don't want you to be hurt. You are my woman, and only I am qualified to touch you!" Xia Ye turned his head and looked at An Yiluo gently, and couldn't help but think of the scene where Ling Yupo and An Yiluo kissed each other, and his heart surged.
The previous feeling of sourness, and the tone became arrogant and unrestrained, "Remember, your lips, your people, and your heart, only I can move!"
Looking at his disdainful expression and listening to his domineering tone, An Yiluo suddenly felt unlimitedly sad.
"Why should you order me like this?" An Yiluo turned to face him and shouted angrily, "Why can't you let me go? Since you already think I am you, the woman you have used."
After saying that, she was powerless to continue talking. The crystal clearness in her beautiful eyes became more and more accumulated, and her voice became choked.
It would be fine if I didn’t mention it, but when I mentioned those five words, An Yiluo’s heart immediately became cold.
Anyi Luo, you are still ridiculous and sad. In the end, the love he gave was only considered to be a woman he had used.
hehe!
Xia Ye turned his head and looked at the changes in her facial expression. She felt so sarcastic and self-deprecating. She couldn't help feeling distressed. Her tone became softer, and her eyes also slipped over her sadness.
"Are you going to give up?"
His voice was very small, but he was still cold and deep.
Give up? She gave up a year ago. She was just persistent, only that sad persistence was left.
An Yiluo lowered her eyelashes and asked without answering, "Have you ever felt sorry for my persistence for that moment?"
"What do you mean?" Xia Ye looked at her eyes, hoping to see something from it, but unfortunately she got nothing in the end. It was just pain.
"Haha." She suddenly smiled warmly, and her smile swept past his eyes like a flower, "It's nothing, you don't understand."
Before Xia Ye could answer, a ringtone rang.
An Yiluo stared at the name on the phone screen, but stopped answering it.
Xia Ye turned his head and looked at the phone screen. A violent cold light immediately oozed out of his eyes. The thousand-year-old ice in his eyes shot straight towards An Yiluo, "Who is it? Why don't you answer?"
An Yiluo hurriedly pressed off her phone, but a warm smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She didn't even notice it, but was easily discovered by Xia Ye, "No, no one. Just an irrelevant person."
"Haha." Xia Ye suddenly smiled coldly and terrifyingly. Her smile completely aroused his anger. "If Ling Yupo knew that you said he was an irrelevant person, would he be very sad? Hum?
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"Don't talk nonsense!!!"
"Looking at your smile, why are you still immersed in his kiss and can't extricate yourself?"