Lu Huaiyu's dark eyes became deeper, deeper than tonight's night.

"Stop making trouble." His voice was low, dull and very magnetic.

The other hand grabbed Jian Qing's troubled hand and took out the car key.

After struggling for a long time, Lu Huaiyu finally unlocked the car. He sat the person in the co-pilot and put on his seat belt.

But before he could drive a few steps, Jian Qing started to make a fuss and was so brave that he went to pull the steering wheel.

"I want to drive. I promised that I will be a driver. Isn't your hand still injured?"

“…”

If Lu Huaiyu hadn't reacted quickly and grabbed her hands in time, he would have been more than just his hands.

The temple twitched, and no matter how patient he was, he could not withstand the tossing of the little ancestor in front of him.

Lu Huaiyu loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top button of the white shirt.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down and took a deep breath.

The person next to him was still turning the steering wheel as if he was playing, muttering dissatisfiedly, "Why don't the car leave?"

"Can you not move around?" He patiently gave her a last chance.

The little girl was deliberately trying to make trouble, giggling while turning the steering wheel, "No."

It seems to be provoking, raising eyebrows and curling lips, it is both innocent and charming, and it is like a person who is drunk on his own with a delicious meal.

“…”

Lu Huaiyu stared at her seductive but unknowing face, and a sense of irritation rose from bottom to top.

I know that it is unreasonable to the drunkard, and I don’t dare to let her make trouble after getting on the highway.

He pulled off his tie and tied her hands twice.

The slender wrist was wrapped in a dark tie. The girl blinked her eyes, a little confused and struggling repeatedly to get rid of the constraints.

The white sweater was loose and large in size, and accidentally slipped off during movements, revealing its thin and round shoulders and black lace underwear straps, making her skin look as white as snow, and her chest was also covered in snow-white, dazzling everywhere.

The deep and deep eyes swept across her sunken collarbone, and the beauty's bones were undulating.

Soon he moved his gaze away, pulled her clothes off to cover the spring scenery in the garden.

Jian Qing found that she couldn't break free, so she looked up at him with grievance, "I don't like it."

"It's not okay if you don't like it." Lu Huaiyu didn't allow her to discuss it, and her tone was cold, trying to make herself look less birdy/beasted.

She frowned, opened her big round eyes, thought for a while, and found a compromise, "Then I want a bow, the knot you tied is not good-looking."
Chapter completed!