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Chapter Three Seven Days and Seven Century 40

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    Yingzi put away her mobile phone, and looked out the window absently, thinking about being sassy.

    Someone's voice suddenly came from next to my ear, "Do you have something on your mind?"

    Hearing the sound, Yingzi turned her head, and An Rumo had put on a pair of sunglasses at some point, her voice was flat and calm, as if he was staring ahead, leaving Yingzi with a side face as sharp as a knife.

    Yingzi was a little distracted, just staring blankly at his perfect profile, and forgot to answer for a moment.

    Suddenly, there was a sudden brake, and Yingzi rushed forward involuntarily. When she was about to hit the back of the front seat, she instinctively stretched out her arms, trying to support the back of the front seat, but someone's movements were stronger than hers.  quick.

    Yingzi felt that someone was hugging her waist, and then a powerful force pulled her back, and in the next second, she bumped into a warm and firm chest.

    "Fan Qingyang." The voice was cold, with a bit of coldness, but more dissatisfaction and blame.

    An Rumo's voice pierced through the air and reached Yingzi's ears.

    She suddenly realized whose arms she was leaning on at this moment.

    It was still the same warm and strong hands last night, and the same broad and thick chest.

    Yingzi's face turned red uncontrollably. If she hadn't stared blankly at him and lost her mind, she wouldn't have missed the sudden stop, and she wouldn't have had such close contact with him again.

    Yingzi calmly tried to move her body away, but found that today he was even more uncooperative than last night.  With a slight force in his hand, with a hint of warning, Yingzi turned her head to look at him, An Rumo was still sitting motionless, but his eyes were hidden under the sunglasses, so he couldn't see clearly.

    "Mo, there is a traffic jam ahead. The car in front suddenly braked suddenly. If it hadn't been for a quick reaction, it would have rear-ended." When Fan Qingyang in front turned around to explain, he first glanced at the iron arm around Yingzi's waist.  , then glanced contemptuously at An Ru Mo Tieqing's face.

    An Rumo automatically blocked Fan Qingyang's words, turned to face Yingzi, took a deep breath, and asked, "What are you looking at? So carefully?"

    Fan Qingyang caught a glimpse of An Rumo's face, and turned his face away consciously, but his curiosity about Yingzi didn't decrease but increased instead.

    A woman who can make An Shao push the luggage cart out of the airport, and who can protect An Shao so tightly.

    Say it's the secretary?  It seems difficult to justify itself.

    Said it was a lover?  Seems too frivolous.

    Knowing that he treasured the secretary, he didn't expect to treasure it to this extent.

    He smiled meaningfully and stopped talking.

    An Rumo's unintentional words made Yingzi's already flushed face uncontrollably red and hot. She looked annoyed, but she didn't know how to answer, so she could only lower her head and not touch An Ru's sunglasses  He lowered Ling Li's gaze, fearing that he would know the mind he had lost on him at that moment just now.

    She also didn't want to see Fan Qingyang's eyes in the rearview mirror, there was too much content in it, there were jokes, ridicule, and it was so clear at a glance.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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