Qin Songyao had a few seconds of ideological struggle, let go of the hand that was placed on the handlebar, and crawled to the co-pilot with tactful tact.
She has a slender figure and a cartilage, and her movements are very quick.
She swallowed her butt and moved quietly outside, pressing her door tightly.
Holding the seat belt, she glanced at Bo Siyan, her mind becoming more sober than ever.
Dead.
She thought about what she said to the bartender, and it shouldn't be too much, except saying that he was dead.
Suddenly, the man looked at her.
Qin Songyao turned his face and smiled awkwardly at him.
"Or I'll drive."
She was afraid of having her life short when she asked Bo Siyan to be the driver.
"You're going to drive?"
"Um."
"And send me away, right?"
Qin Songyao's face froze, "Oh, yes, drunk driving, drunk driving is not good."
She looked out and tried to get out again, "So, I'll go down and find someone."
As he said that, he reached out to open the door.
Bo Siyan did not unlock the lock.
She coughed lightly, "Please open it if you lock it."
The man ignored her, withdrew his hand on the window, and pressed the start button.
Qin Songyao felt a thrill in his heart, always thinking that there was nothing good for him to be so calm. Her eyes rolled and she turned on the silent mode for herself.
This car is Zhen Wenrou. For Bo Siyan, the inner space is really cramped. He drove on the road and was not smooth everywhere, especially because he was already frustrated.
He started and stopped, his face became heavier and heavier.
Next to it, Qin Songyao seemed to have a rope tied to his throat. Every time he experienced a brake, he would open his mouth and make dry retching.
At first, she just retching, but after a few rounds, she felt that her stomach was really in a state of ups and downs.
"vomit--"
A clear sound of dry retching.
Bo Siyan suddenly braked and stared at the woman beside him.
Qin Songyao quickly covered his mouth and waved his hand, "It's okay, I can tolerate it."
She can tolerate it, but Bo Siyan can't.
As he was about to reach the near Mansion Bo, he suddenly braked, pulled out the seat belt, and "get out."
Qin Songyao:???
Bo Siyan looked at her coldly and warned her eyes.
She suddenly realized that she was about to get off the car and would rather walk back.
The door lock finally opened, she got out quickly, but was still barefoot.
Just as the door was about to open, the shoes were thrown out together.
"Put it on and go forward!"
Qin Songyao asked questions all over, and put on his shoes in a daze, and then closed the car door.
There is no one on this road, and only street lights are left at night.
She walked forward tentatively, and the white crowd followed behind her, and the headlights could blind people.
It was fine at the beginning, but she was tired from walking behind and wanted to rest for a while. The car behind immediately honked the whistle impatiently, and asked her to speed up the movements like a sheep.
She narrowed her eyes and looked back at her backlight.
Bo Siyan had a calm face and fierce eyes.
Continue, continue, go!
She gritted her teeth, rubbed her arms and continued to move forward.
To be honest, she would rather be a dead ghost than a living king of hell!
From getting off the bus, it's still one kilometer.
Qin Songyao was still wearing high heels and walked to the doorstep, his feet were about to break.
When Li's mother heard the movement, she was confused when she saw the situation of the two of them.
"Madam, have you drunk?"
Qin Songyao glanced at Bo Siyan who was about to approach, responded quickly, and then walked in.
She originally wanted to sneak back to the room, but unexpectedly, Bo Siyan said coldly: "I don't want me to go in and tear your doghouse, so I stay downstairs honestly!"