Sure enough, as he expected, Xia Yucheng immediately blushed and said after a long time: "Then I'll ask the driver to take me there."
"Take my car!" The man looked at her red face again, like a red cherry, and said calmly.
"Oh!" She didn't dare to raise her head and responded in a low voice.
Although she was afraid that Feng Hao would break up with her when she didn't expect it, she still wanted to get close to him and reconcile with him.
…
After getting in the car, Xia Yucheng took out the lipstick she kept in her purse and applied it on the small mirror in her hand.
Then, she took out the powder and touched up her makeup.
Finally, I stared at myself in the mirror, looking left and right.
"It's beautiful..." Feng Hao turned to look at her with a calm tone.
Although the lipstick she just applied is lighter in color, the color is very bright and natural.
This color is applied to her beautifully shaped lips, and sets off her fair complexion, which is particularly attractive in the morning light.
"Is it beautiful?" She deliberately made a playful expression at him, "How beautiful is it?"
She has delicate facial features and good skin. She rarely wears makeup, let alone touching up her makeup in front of Feng Hao.
Therefore, when Feng Hao looked at her just now, he was a little focused, even a little obsessed.
So the moment she threw the small mirror and lipstick into her bag, he stretched out his arms and took her into his arms.
He lowered his head to kiss her.
"No... lipstick..."
Xia Yucheng shouted softly, her face turned red, and she leaned her head on his chest, her body limp.
Her soft cry was like a dose of love poison, causing Feng Hao to lose control in an instant.
He pulled her body over with force and held her tightly in his arms. Raindrop-like kisses quickly passed over her forehead, the tip of her nose, her cheeks...
"Lipstick..." she refused.
He raised his head slightly and looked down at her, his gentle eyes filled with doting and care.
Slowly, the thin lips came down and landed on her delicate lips.
After the kiss ended, Xia Yucheng felt as if a century had passed, and she subconsciously touched her lips that were numb from the kiss.
However, Feng Hao suddenly let go of her at this moment and looked away from the car window without saying a word.
He seemed calm, but beneath this calm appearance, his heart was trembling.
It turns out that this is love, it will make you happy and joyful, and it will also make you miserable.
"Hao..." Xia Yucheng hugged him, but he didn't move or push her away.
Her slender arms hugged him tighter and tighter, but their hearts seemed to be getting farther and farther apart.
…
The car stopped downstairs in Munster, and Xia Yucheng let go of him, moved her lips towards him, and pressed a kiss on his face: "Do you have time at noon? Let's have dinner together and see grandma after dinner.
May I?"
As soon as he heard the word grandma, Feng Hao's body stiffened for a moment, and then he replied coldly: "I'm very busy."
"Then I can go see grandma by myself, is it okay? I'm very worried about her..." She was unwilling to give in and still asked with a good temper.
"Can't!"
"Why? Why don't you let me go see her old man?"
Feng Hao raised his hand to hold her chin and asked, "Have you seen your mother since the accident?"
Xia Yucheng was stunned. What did he know?
Suddenly, she wanted to avoid his eyes that were as sharp as a scalpel, but Feng Hao clamped her chin firmly, not allowing her to escape.
"Don't you have anything to say?" He let go of his hand, his face still cold.