Chapter 353: Fortunately, love is not everything 24
He sat in the car, started the engine, and accelerated to catch up.
Xingan saw the white car in the rearview mirror, with no discernible expression on his hot and charming face.
As she accelerated, so did he.
Xingan continued to speed up a little sullenly, trying to get rid of him. Seeing that she had increased the speed so fast, Lei Haotian did not dare to chase her. He was afraid that her car would slip and cause a car accident in this icy and snowy day, so he slowly slowed down.
Gradually, the shadow of the white Maserati disappeared. He smiled in victory and competed with me on my driving skills. My driving skills were taught by the car god.[
However, after she slowed the car down a bit, she looked in the rearview mirror and found that he really had not continued to catch up, and the victorious smile on her face disappeared little by little.
She lowered her speed again and stared at the rearview mirror, unable to help but expect something in her heart.
There was still no sign of the white car.
She began to feel slightly disappointed in her heart, and she slowed down again, for five minutes...ten minutes...she waited for him to appear.
What she got in return was disappointment! She suddenly smiled, a self-deprecating smile.
What on earth is she waiting for?
His is a top-notch sports car, how could he be easily thrown away by him? She is really... asking for trouble!
Shift up the gear and accelerate, shake your head, shake off the disappointment, turn on the lonely music, and drive away, stopping steadily at the door of the building where the company is located.
The white Maserati actually stopped at the door of her company before her. Her heart, which had been shattered into pieces, was restored bit by bit. She slowly got out of the car, as if she was under a spell.
Yes, he walked over and raised his toes and stepped hard on his leather shoes: "You bastard!"
It made her heartbroken all the way, and she was even more worried that something had happened to him in the snow.
There was a man's seductive smile in her ears. She suddenly raised her head and met his eyes. He looked calm and calm: "I bought you flowers."
Then, like a magic trick, he conjured a bouquet of black roses from behind that were particularly dazzling in the ice and snow. The kind of black roses that symbolized "You are charm, only for me" crashed into her heart brightly.
It reminded her of a few years ago, when she was a young girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, a boy had handed her a black rose that was carefully hidden in his clothes in the snow, so shyly.
Tell her, would you like to be my girlfriend?
That was her first love, the first time she met such a young boy. Every time she saw her, her face would turn red and her heartbeat would turn red. Even the roots of her ears would turn red. She was moved by the black rose filled with his body temperature.
That boy likes to call her Little Star. He says she is his star. She hangs high in the sky. He can only look up at it, but it is out of reach. But it is too cold up there, so he wants to pick it off and put it in his arms.
It's warm inside.
Thinking of the dead boy, she felt extremely emotional. She restrained her emotions, took the bouquet of black roses handed over by Lei Haotian, raised her head slightly and asked her: "On the night of Chinese Valentine's Day, you called me on the phone.
Little Star, can you tell me whether you are calling the heart of the heart, or the star of the planet?” (Little Star, this paragraph was not mentioned earlier in this article, but it happened on the Chinese Valentine’s Day in City A, in “Wife Loving: Challenge the Love of Hot Girls”
There are detailed descriptions in "Bottom Line".)
Lei Haotian raised his eyebrows pretending not to understand: "I don't remember. I called you Little Star? Wasn't your name Yan Xingan?"