Qin Songyao had been holding back his grievances for a long time, and finally let it out.
With her feet spinning after drinking, she and Zhen Wenwen put their arms around each other and wandered out.
The bar thoughtfully called for a driver and sent them to the car.
“This store is great, I’ll come back next time!”
Qin Songyao's body softened and he slid into the back seat like a noodle.
Zhen Wenrou followed closely behind, and they both made a strange and pleasant sound at the same time, "Ah——"
Qin Songyao felt hot and took off his shoes.
There was already someone in the driver's seat, and they remained silent.
Qin Songyao, still holding his shoes in his hand, lay down on the passenger seat and looked at the driver in front of him.
The man has the car window open, his profile is handsome, and he is smoking.
She squinted her eyes, feeling vaguely familiar. She raised her head and met the cold eyes in the rearview mirror.
"hiss--"
She felt excited all over and leaned on the back seat.
Zhen Wenrou had already closed her eyes and asked lazily, "What's wrong?"
Qin Songyao frowned, stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and kept talking about the train, "It's so fierce, I saw Bao Siyan acting as our driver."
Zhen Wenrou also smiled stupidly, opened her eyes and said, "Let me take a look."
As he said that, he moved forward from the driver's seat and poked his head over.
Qin Songyao licked his lips, "Really?"
Zhen Rouwen said nothing.
After a while, he slowly sat back from the front seat.
She has a better drinking capacity than Qin Songyao. She was half drunk just now. At this glance, let alone being sober, her whole body's blood ran cold.
Before Qin Songyao noticed it, he stretched out his hand to pull her.
"Isn't it like Bo Syan?"
Zhen Wenwen responded randomly twice, her face turned pale, she quickly opened the door and almost rolled out of the car.
"Yao, Yaonu, you..."
Before she finished speaking, she glanced at the cold light in the rearview mirror, quickly shut up, and closed the car door directly.
Qin Songyuan was confused and drunk, thinking she got out of the car to get something.
She dropped her shoes, still feeling novel. She moved around and looked forward. It seemed that it would be a great pleasure to have Bao Siyan as a driver.
"Master." She called.
This time, the driver turned around.
The street lights outside were dim, and the light that penetrated the car was weak, not as good as the flickering sparks between his fingers. The high beams of passing vehicles made the interior of the car flicker.
Suddenly, a car approached.
The light band went up from his chin and quickly swept across his face.
Qin Songyao blinked.
Then, he blinked again.
The corners of Bao Siyan's mouth raised, obviously smiling, but it was so cold that it sent shivers down one's spine.
"Do I look familiar?"
Qin Songyao swallowed.
"Does it look like your bastard husband?"
Like, so similar.
After Qin Songyao said this in his mind, his mind felt as if the computer had been devirused and resumed operations instantly.
She opened her mouth, and in a flash of lightning, she thought it would be better to pretend to be stupid.
She leaned back in her seat numbly. She seemed to be still drunk, and Bao Siyan didn't make any movement.
Secretly, her feet had already slipped into the shoes.
The smile on Bao Siyan's lips widened a little more.
The next second, Qin Songyao stood up suddenly and quickly opened the door.
However, after pulling the handle for a long time, the door didn't move at all.
It's locked.
There was a chuckle from the front. It was pleasant, but it could kill someone.
Qin Songyuan took a deep breath.
Otherwise, just pretend to be drunk?
Bao Siyan took a puff of cigarette and said quietly: "If you pretend to be drunk, I will have you hung up and displayed in the bar."
Qin Songyao: "..."
Her mind was spinning at high speed, but she heard the person in front of her say: "Climb into the passenger seat yourself, don't wait for me to ask you."