The Mercedes-Benz SLR was speeding on the avenue leading to downtown Los Angeles, but the two people in the car had different thoughts. Rachel played with a corner of her wedding dress, imagining how to deal with the prince's advances: Say yes to him, but she didn't even know who he was and even only had a rough look at his appearance. Would it be too much to just say yes? Hasty? Don't say yes to him, it doesn't fit in with the romantic plot. What should I do? But now I am regretting it greatly. It was a mistake. I managed to snatch this person away, but where should I place her? Moreover, she is still wearing a wedding dress. As awkward as she wants to be, why not just find a place and throw her out of the car? Anyway, this person has been rescued, and the good deeds have been done. At most, I can buy her some clothes to change into the wedding dress later, which can be considered as my benevolence and righteousness. Okay, that's it. The atmosphere in the car seemed a bit dull, so I turned on the stereo, and a burst of melodious music swept away the dull atmosphere. I drove the car happily, and my action of turning on the stereo became a prelude to my upcoming confession in Rachel's eyes. Her heartbeat, which was already fast enough, couldn't help but speed up by three points. Her little face turned red even more, and she didn't know where to put her hands playing with the corners of her clothes. what to do? They haven't decided yet whether to agree to him. Forget it, never mind, I'll agree to him later, no matter what I say, it's better than marrying that bastard Frey. Rachel, who had already made up her mind, found that the car had stopped for some reason. What was supposed to come had to come. Rachel closed her eyes tightly. But after waiting for a long time, she found that the problem she had imagined did not come as expected, so she secretly opened one eye and found that the prince who rescued her from the black castle was no longer in the car. Rachel was relieved but also slightly disappointed. At this time, she raised her head and looked around, and found that the car was parked in the parking lot in front of a famous shopping mall in Los Angeles. Because she was still wearing a wedding dress and had difficulty moving, Rachel could only sit in the car and wait quietly. Follow that strange man back. Fortunately, the stereo is still on in the car, so it won't make people feel too bored. It didn¡¯t take long for Rachel to see the strange man walking over with big and small bags in his hands. Seeing the packaging bag that the handsome guy was holding, Ruilai suddenly became nervous: Why was he holding packaging bags from women's clothing brands? Who were they buying them for? Could it be that he already has a girlfriend? Women sometimes like to have random thoughts, and Rachel is certainly no exception. "It's inconvenient to change into these clothes. Wearing a wedding dress is not convenient." I threw all the bags in my hand into the car. I spent more than 100,000 US dollars on just a few clothes and pants. This clothing industry is really not ordinary. Huge profits! It turns out he bought it for me. The moment after hearing my words, Rachel suddenly felt like she was surrounded by happiness. What could be better than the man she loves being so considerate? Although it was Rachel's first time to change clothes in the car, she was a little shy. However, when she found that the strange man was just standing outside the car and looking away, she felt relieved and started to change clothes. Hewhy did he even buy this for me? Rachel saw the pair of underwear in the packaging bag, and the redness that had faded suddenly came back to her face. But while being shy, there was also a hint of sweetness in her heart. After all, only boyfriends would buy underwear for women. Did he do this to mean Rachel did not continue to think about it. Although she was still wearing underwear under her wedding dress, Rachel still put on this new one. "I've changed." Rachel's voice woke me up from my boring state. This woman is troublesome. She is so slow to change clothes. I didn¡¯t know that the clothes I bought included underwear, but today there was a promotion in the mall, and the underwear was also a gift, so the shopping guide put it in for me. But I didn't know anything. I got back into the car. Since it is a two-seater sports car, the space inside the car is very large. So I threw Rachel's wedding dress into a trash can on the edge of the parking lot. The wedding dress that Frey specially ordered from France to marry Rachel, the beautiful bride, is now lying quietly in the trash can. It is really a great irony. The car was still driving, and I was thinking about where to get this woman out of the car. Suddenly a "goo" sound sounded in my ears. I looked over for the sound and found Rachel with her head lowered, as if she was a little girl who had done something wrong. Oh my God, thisis this the same teacher Rachel who has a poker face with me all day long? I thought there was something seriously wrong with my eyes. Just when I had doubts about my eyes, another "gurgling" sound came into my ears. It seemed that Rachel's stomach protested. It's no wonder that Rachel hasn't eaten or drank water since morning until now. No wonder she's so hungry. Okay, I'll take you to dinner first, and then leave you in the restaurant. Thinking of this, I realized that my belly?A little hungry too. He drove to a well-decorated hotel and handed the car keys to the doorman. After requesting a private room, we started ordering and getting ready to eat. Since I have never been in the habit of wearing sunglasses while eating, I naturally took them off. "Ah~~~" Rachel's sudden scream really startled me. Looking at her, I saw her covering her mouth with one hand and pointing at me with the other, "Youyou ¡¡± ¡°When her Prince Charming suddenly turned into her student, this situation made Rachel feel like she was being tricked, and I naturally took the blame. When the girl's feelings were ruthlessly broken by reality, Rachel, who was originally shy and blushing, suddenly returned to the annoying poker face she had in class. It seems that one sentence is indeed correct: the person riding the white horse is not necessarily the prince, but probably Tang Monk; the person flying in the sky is not necessarily an angel, but may also be a birdman. "Can you tell me what's going on? Chris!" Rachel's voice was as cold as a piece of ice that has not melted for thousands of years. This woman must have changed too quickly. I didn't stop eating because I was hungry. I ate in my mouth and answered vaguely: "That's it. Do you remember when you were drunk that day? You said you didn't want to marry that flowery Frey. Master, that¡¯s why I rescued you! Before I came here, I had a haircut, a shower, and a change of clothes. Isn¡¯t that dignified?¡± My words made Rachel dumbfounded. As a teacher, He was snatched away from the wedding by his own student, and he mistook him for a brave and handsome prince and fell in love with him. Oh my God, this joke is too big. Rachel, who was so depressed, could only vent her dissatisfaction to the food on the table. She saw that the table was covered with knives and forks, and the food on the table, especially the meaty ones, was torn into pieces. I couldn't bear it for a while. Women are truly terrifying beings. "Chris, when you left, did you say you were here to take away something that belonged to you?" Rachel suddenly asked me, leaving me confused as to what she meant. He could only nod his head. After seeing me nodding, Rachel finally found an excuse to get angry: "Hey, Chris, you disturbed my happy marriage, and you said that I am your thing. How are you going to solve this matter? ?¡± Rachel¡¯s sudden convulsion made me choke on my food. I quickly found some boiled water for myself and then said, ¡°II¡¯m not doing it for you. How could I destroy you?¡± Marriage? Thisisn't this an injustice to a good person? How else can I solve this matter? I have prepared clothes for you and eaten. After that, everyone can take care of themselves. You can still go back to school. "I'm still sleeping in my class." "That's it!" Rachel was obviously extremely dissatisfied with my arrangement. It was you who caused it, and you just wanted to walk away. ""Thenwhat do you want?" When faced with difficult women, I always have no choice but to blame myself. It's rare for me to be a good person. It actually caused a big trouble for myself. What Rachel was waiting for was this sentence from me: "I'll just have to live in your bar now, just in the same room as last time. I'll go home after the news has passed." I think it's not too much. The request was agreed to. The complacent Rachel let me go and began to concentrate on eating, even stealing glances at me from time to time. Actually, I am a pretty handsome student, Rachel thought secretly in her heart. (Before watching the game, read a chapter as usual!)