"Don't worry, I'll find a way to get out." Yu Zichen gently rubbed Mu Anqing's hair, and his brows frowned.
"Don't be anxious either! Look slowly and find the way out." Mu Anqing saw Yu Zichen's anxious expression, so she quickly comforted him.
But at this time, Yu Zichen suddenly lay on the steering wheel, and then covered his hand on his stomach.
"Hey, Yu Zichen, what's wrong with you? Is it okay?" Mu Anqing quickly pushed him with her hand, and an ominous premonition surged in her heart.
"An Qing, I may be furious." Yu Zichen covered his stomach, raised his head and explained to Mu Anqing with pain.
"Why are you covering your stomach when you hit the heart?" Mu Anqing blinked her eyes in confusion, and she was actually confused about this problem.
"……………” Yu Zichen didn't know how to answer her question, so he quickly changed the topic: "Can you drive? I guess I can't drive now."
"Let me drive?" Mu Anqing pointed at herself first, and then before Yu Zichen could answer, she waved her hand and said, "I can't do it, don't let me drive!"
"What should I do now? I really can't drive anymore." Yu Zichen seemed to be in pain, and even his teeth were gritting his teeth when he spoke.
"Otherwise, we should not leave in a hurry. You have no pain, let me help you rub it!" Even if Mu Anqing was anxious to go home, she could not be so conscience when she saw Yu Zichen like this!
Although Yu Zichen was asking for it, he still pretended to be embarrassed and said weakly: "Don't bother you!"
"You fool! How can this be called trouble!" Mu Anqing was so angry that she glared at Yu Zichen.
Then she quickly helped Yu Zichen up, then let him lean in his arms, and a pair of small hands pressed on Yu Zichen's belly.