Here, the hotel lobby manager is quite polite to Shen Leyi. After all, he will be the chairman of the Los Angeles Charity Federation, and he is also an official.
No, after Xiao Zichen and Shen Leyi finished talking, Manager Lu stepped forward and said politely.
"Miss Shen, the car will arrive in five minutes. Let's go inside and sit and wait."
With that said, Manager Lu made a gesture of invitation, but unfortunately Shen Leyi completely ignored it and shouted directly towards Xiao Zichen and the others.
"Brother Zichen, can you trust me to go back alone? If something goes wrong, how will you explain it to my parents?"
When Mo Yurou heard this, she really wanted to curse.
Damn, this is such a big deal. When will Xiao Zichen be responsible for this woman's personal safety and explain it to her parents?
Just when Mo Yurou couldn't stand listening anymore and was about to defend Xiao Zichen, Xiao Zichen was even more ruthless and said to Shen Leyi.
"Miss Shen, we are not familiar with each other. I don't have any responsibility for you. As for the person who should explain to your parents, it shouldn't be me. Also, the Haoting Hotel is the best hotel in Los Angeles. Everything here The services are very safe. If Ms. Shen feels uneasy, you can also call a taxi, or just wait here for half an hour for your driver to send another car."
After saying that, Xiao Zichen walked towards his car without looking back. If it weren't for the fact that this woman's mother had been kind to his mother, what he said would have been even worse.
Shen Leyi didn't expect Xiao Zichen to be so ruthless. This was completely different from the big brother in her impression. Moreover, in such an occasion, wouldn't it be a big embarrassment for Xiao Zichen to say such things?
Shen Leyi felt unwilling and didn't care whether she was embarrassed or not, so she rushed over and asked.
"I just asked you to give me a ride. Brother Zichen, do you need to refuse someone thousands of miles away like this?"
"Sorry, it's not my way."
After saying that, Xiao Zichen had opened the rear door, turned around, and looked at Mo Yurou without any coldness on his face. He was gentle and doting, and his voice was a little softer.
"You get in the car first."
At this time, Mo Yurou felt that the reporters around her were all taking pictures with their cameras. Although the hotel security guard kept these people outside, if there was too much noise here, all the photos they took would be gone. Can make a big fuss.
When Mo Yurou got into the car, she tugged on Xiao Zichen's sleeve and reminded her softly.
"Speak carefully, the media is still outside."
Xiao Zichen smiled at Mo Yurou and then closed the car door.
Turning around, Xiao Zichen's face no longer had the tenderness it had just now, and his eyes were cold and solemn. Especially that handsome face, which had no trace of warmth, like the ice water in a cold pond in the depths of winter. Just looking at it made one feel shivering.
"Miss Shen, I advise you to restrain yourself. If this is caught by the media, then tomorrow's headlines will be your news."
When Shen Leyi heard this, she was slightly startled, and then her eyes drifted into the distance. She vaguely saw a crowd of people in the dark night, and flashlights were flashing one after another.
Shen Leyi immediately controlled her facial expression, but the sadness in her eyes could not be hidden.
"Brother Zichen, this was not the case when we were young. We haven't seen each other for only a few years. Why have you become so indifferent?"
Xiao Zichen's back was turned to the reporters outside, so he didn't have to worry about those people taking pictures of his expression.
Looking at Shen Leyi who looked aggrieved and distressed in front of him, Xiao Zichen just felt that this woman was feigned and delicate, and he felt disgusted no matter how he looked at her.
When Shen Leyi mentioned that they were young, Xiao Zichen snorted coldly.
"Ms. Shen, is your memory wrong? I happened to be living in school while you were living in my house. You should know how much we have interacted with each other, and please don't use things from your childhood to play emotional cards. It’s useless. Sorry, it’s late, my wife needs to rest. Goodbye.”
After saying that, Xiao Zichen opened the door and got into the car. He didn't even give the woman his peripheral vision, then closed the door and let the driver drive.
Mo Yurou sat in the car, turned around and looked behind the car. Their car had driven far away, and Shen Leyi was still standing there. It looked like she was seriously injured by Xiao Zichen.
"Stop looking, there's nothing good about that kind of woman."
In the car, Xiao Zichen saw Mo Yurou still staring behind him, so he hugged her into his arms and said with a look of disgust.
Mo Yurou pouted, but then became a little worried.
"Aren't we going too far? After all, Miss Shen hasn't done anything excessive. Will this embarrass your mother?"
Hearing Mo Yurou's words, Xiao Zichen pinched Mo Yurou's cheek with an angry look on his face, and then said.
"Oh, Miss Mo, what is too much? Your man is coveted by other women, and they have taken the initiative to get attracted to you. You actually say that I am too much. How about we go back and pick him up as a gift? One ride.”
Sometimes, Xiao Zichen hates Mo Yurou's self-confidence. Couldn't this woman show that she cares about herself? Occasionally she gets jealous and acts coquettishly. Even though he is usually cold and indifferent, he is also a man, and he still likes women. Made this way.
Mo Yurou felt a pain in her cheek, and slapped Xiao Zichen's hand away, then grabbed his tie, strangled it tightly, and said with a fierce look on her face.
"try it yourself."
Seeing Mo Yurou's fierce look, Xiao Zichen felt that this woman was becoming more and more adorable, and his eyes couldn't help but become more doting.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. You can rest assured that my mother is a sensible person. No matter how great her kindness is, she will not allow others to destroy the relationship between her son and daughter-in-law."
As he said that, Xiao Zichen rubbed Mo Yurou's head lovingly, then held her in his arms. He looked down and saw the high heels that Mo Yurou had kicked aside long ago, and saw the marks on the instep where the shoes had been stretched. , he sat further to the side and said.
"Would you like to lie down and rest for a while? I'll call you when you get there."
Mo Yurou leaned in Xiao Zichen's arms. She wanted to say that she didn't need it, but suddenly she felt a little dizzy. She stretched out her hand to rub her temples, then she lay down, resting her head on Xiao Zichen's legs, and said softly.
"Well, I feel a little motion sick again. I'll take a nap."
With that said, Mo Yurou closed her eyes.
Seeing Mo Yurou frowning with her eyes closed, Xiao Zichen knew that she was dizzy. He stretched out his hand to rub Mo Yurou's head and said to the driver in front of her.
"Old Liu, drive slower."
After Brother Liu heard this, he immediately slowed down the car.
After a while, Xiao Zichen asked worriedly when he saw that Mo Yurou was not sleeping very soundly.
"Are you still dizzy?"
Mo Yurou shook her head.
"Much better. The dress fits me so well. I feel like I can't breathe when I lie down."
Hearing what Mo Yurou said, Xiao Zichen lowered his eyes and saw Mo Yurou's plump chest rising and falling with her breathing. Because of the dress, the already plump figure was even more prominent. In addition, the carriage
The space was limited, so Mo Yurou was curled up and lying on Xiao Zichen's lap, and the spring light on her chest became even more alluring.
Because of the cold war in the past two days, Xiao Zichen had not had any close contact with Mo Yurou. When the man who had been holding back for a few days saw this scene, his body immediately reacted.
The drowsy Mo Yurou could feel the rapid breathing of the man next to her. Even with her eyes closed, she could still feel the burning gaze.
At this time, Xiao Zichen's head lowered lower and lower, almost touching Mo Yurou's red lips.
Suddenly, Mo Yurou opened her eyes, her big, bright and clear eyes staring straight at Xiao Zichen.
Xiao Zichen paused for a moment, but the next second, his cool thin lips came closer to him again.
At this time, Xiao Zichen frowned slightly, and the touch of his lips was a little different. It was not as soft and sweet as in the impression. Xiao Zichen opened his eyes and saw Mo Yurou's hands blocking between them, and his lips were still pressed against Mo Yurou.
Yurou's palm.
"Yurou, you..."
Xiao Zichen was a little disappointed, and as he spoke, he had already taken away Mo Yurou's hand.