The nanny called to the driver and asked him to drive Xiao Ai to the gate.
This villa was the villa that Chenxing's grandmother lived in back then. The distance to the bridge was either long or short. If it was raining, Xiao Ai would have to walk for at least half an hour to get there with an umbrella.
The car was not driving very slowly, but Xiao Ai looked at the rain outside the car window and kept urging the driver.
"Uncle driver, can you drive faster?"
"It only takes two or three minutes, Miss Xiao, are you in a hurry?"
"Urgent, very urgent." Xiao Ai said, "Please hurry up."
Not to mention two or three minutes, even thirty seconds was unbearable for her. It was so windy and rainy outside, and every second she spent was worth one more minute of rain. What to do if she had a cold or a fever? She was so sick now.
His stomach can't serve him at all, and he doesn't like the group of helpers behind him. Will he just fall down on the bed and bear it by himself?
Xiao Ai got deeper and deeper into his clothes: "Driver, hurry up, please hurry up."
"We're here!" The driver shook his head and said, "Ahead is the bridge leaving Jiangxinzhou. Do you see it?"
"Then you drive over," Xiao Ai opened his eyes wide, as if he had already seen a car in the middle of the bridge.
Guan Guan looked at the car coming out and decisively let it go.
Under the curtain of rain, Wu Bai found a car driving slowly towards him. Whose car was it?
He had never seen a car come in or out in the past few days.
Could it be Xiao Ai?
He suddenly cheered up and stared at the car that was getting closer and closer with wide eyes. Although Wu Bai was soaked all over, the expression on his face seemed to be blooming in the rain.
Five hundred strides ran over, and when the car stopped, he had already noticed the longing woman in the passenger seat.
The moment before Xiao Ai opened the door, she held down the door to stop her movement. Instead, she gestured to the driver in the driver's seat. The driver understood the signs very well. He got out of the car, gave up the driver's seat to Wubai, and moved the car into the car.
A small space is left for five hundred.
A car window blocked all the wind and rain. Wu Bai took off his wet coat, ignoring his shirt and trousers that were still dripping. He was very busy, busy staring at the girl in front of him and the mother of his child.
She was well-raised and not thin. Although her face was a bit ugly, he just knew that his father had raised his wife well.
But her eyes were very red, had she cried?
He raised his hand to touch her face, but his hand was very wet and cold. Wubai finally put his hand down. When he didn't see her, he had a lot of words to say. When he saw Xiao Ai, his lips
I opened and closed it several times, but couldn't utter a single word.
My brain is very empty, and my ability to organize language is gone.
Xiao Ai, on the other hand, caressed Wubai's thin and wet face with distress, and scolded him with a choked voice: "Are you stupid? Standing alone in the rain, do you think you are indestructible? How can you not cherish it?
Your own body?"
"Look, you've lost weight, you haven't shaved your beard, you're not handsome anymore..." Xiao Ai was so distressed that she burst into tears: "How can you get caught in the rain? Take off your wet clothes quickly!"
Xiao Ai kept talking: "You have to take off your pants too... Well, there are not even bath towels here. Drive the car over. There are dry towels in the room. Come on, your lips are turning purple from the cold."
Wu Bai's palm covered Xiao Ai's palm, "Xiao Ai, come home with me, okay?"
"You take off your clothes first." What should I do if I catch a cold?