"Do you think my mother is a vegetarian? Anyway, she will be here soon, what are you afraid of?" He said, and a hint of teasing suddenly appeared. Is this little guy afraid of what he will do to her in the wild?
Humph, if he really wanted to do something to her, he wouldn't wait until today. Didn't he have a better chance last night?
"How can I be afraid? I'm cold." Han Yixing retorted. Seeing that he showed no sign of going back, she couldn't help but get a little anxious. What fun was there in camping? Besides, she hadn't eaten anything. Was she going to be hungry all night?
Meng Beichen looked at her again and suddenly stepped on the brakes. Someone was surprised and said, "Are you going back?"
"Go back and want to hang out with me tomorrow?" He rolled his eyes at her, stretched out his hand, took off his coat and threw it on her. Without another word, he continued driving.[
Han Yixing was stunned. She originally wanted to refute his words subconsciously, but when she saw his move, she held it back.
She stared at the coat on her legs for a long time, not knowing whether she should reach out to take it. He was wearing it for her, right? Because she had learned many shortcomings of Meng Beichen, she was very afraid of being tricked by him again.
"Isn't it very cold?" Looking at her dumbfounded look, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
"For me?" he asked a little uncertainly, with a hint of caution in his big eyes.
"You're talking nonsense!" Meng Beichen jumped, this dead girl, he threw the clothes to her, not to her, could it be that he had nothing to do?
"Han Yixing, do you think I am such an undesirable person? You are cold and I give you a piece of clothing and you have to think about it for a long time?" He couldn't help but frown and asked. He thought he was enough for her.
Be patient.
"Hehe, no, I'm afraid of misunderstanding, because you are so overbearing and treat me so badly, and you often scowl, as if others owe you a few cents, and you are also very meddlesome.
You see, no matter what I eat or wear, you seem to have to take care of other things. You are even more verbose than my father."
"Han Yixing!"
"Well, look, he started yelling again. I didn't say anything. I tried my best to hold it in."
Han Yixing was helpless and finally took the opportunity to give him some advice. He didn't expect that this person was very impatient. It was a shortcoming. He just listened and corrected it. He didn't have that kind of tolerance.