Chapter 2 Such a Beautiful Woman Has a Brain Problem!
Only a fool would be willing to walk if there is a car to sit in, let alone a sports car like a Porsche. However, Yan Murong is not interested in these. He thinks that as long as there is a car to sit in, it will be fine.
Although she doesn’t know this woman herself, what can a woman do to herself in broad daylight?
Opening the car door, Yan Murong got into the car holding his canvas bag that was full of 'smell'.
"Go down."
"Um?"
Yan Murong was looking for the seat belt with his head down, feeling a little at a loss.
Go down? Why?
I looked back and found that this woman's car seemed to have only two seats. If I got out, where would I sit?
Since he was the owner of the car, Yan Murong had no choice but to open the car door again and walk out, pick up his canvas bag, and prepare to continue walking.
"Come up."
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Yan Murong swore that with such a good temper, he now wanted to pick up a brick and smash this woman's car.
If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences.
Yan Murong thought, the old man was right, be careful when going out, and don't talk to strangers, especially strange women - now, he finally understood what the old man said.
This woman was obviously playing a trick on herself. She just asked for directions, but she forced herself to get in the car and give directions. But when she got in the car, she was asked to get out, and then she got in again - she was not tormenting people like this.
"Your bag stinks." Seeing Yan Murong's aggrieved look, the woman pointed at the canvas bag and said.
"Put it in the trunk and come back up."
Only then did Yan Murong understand that this woman also disliked the smell emanating from her bag. However, it was all filled with medicinal materials. Wherever there was a smell, it was clearly the scent of medicine.
After groping for a long time, he opened the trunk of the sports car, stuffed the canvas bag in, and then sat back in the car.
The woman started the sports car and ran into the driveway in an instant. She dragged Yan Murong onto the leather seat with such force that her head hurt from the impact.
Five minutes passed, and Yan Murong's palms, which had been holding the handle, were slightly sweaty.
I obviously saw the speed limit of 60 written on the roadside sign just now, and secretly glanced at the speedometer. The needle on it was already pointing to 100.
The woman was still concentrating on driving, as if Yan Murong beside her didn't exist at all - she didn't look at him or speak.
Since the woman didn't speak, Yan Murong didn't speak either. His eyes were always staring ahead. As soon as he found danger, he was ready to open the door and jump out.
The old man said that the two most dangerous creatures in the world are tigers and women, and women are more dangerous than tigers.
When Yan Murong went to practice medicine in a mountainous village, he was lucky enough to see a tiger. He found that the tiger was actually quite cute, just like the yellow kitten he adopted when he was a child, although the kitten later ran away from home.
And women are the scariest.
"Slow down, okay?" Seeing that the pointer on the dashboard was almost pointing to one hundred and two, Yan Murong was a little scared.
"The sign says the speed limit is 60. This is too fast and dangerous."
The woman didn't speak. She turned her head and glanced at Yan Murong through her sunglasses. Then she relaxed her foot on the accelerator. Although she was still going 80 mph, it was still within the acceptable range of Yan Murong.
"Where are you going?" The woman looked at Yan Murong and asked calmly.
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Yan Murong was speechless. He had been running for ten minutes before he remembered to ask me where I was going.
"What do you mean?" The woman couldn't hear Yan Murong's answer and was a little unhappy. "Why did you get in my car if you didn't tell me where you were going."
Yan Murong was so aggrieved that she wanted to cry-----I didn't want to get in your car, you asked me to get in the car, and I don't even know you.
"I'll show you where you want to go first. Then you give me two dollars and I'll just take the bus myself." Yan Murong declined politely.
It was too scary. He didn't want to stay with this woman any longer, not even for a second.
Send her to the place quickly, and then it would be safer to take the bus.
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm not in a good mood today." The woman said angrily. Her cheeks were pink and cute, either because it was too hot or because she was angry.
"But." Yan Murong thought for a moment and said, "If you want to see me off first, how will you get to where you want to go?"
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The woman was speechless for a while, and she also realized the mistake in her words.
"Xicheng District Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine."
"University of Traditional Chinese Medicine?" Yan Murong suddenly became energetic, and his eyes burst out with bursts of blazing light. It was like the big bad wolf meeting Little Red Riding Hood, or the stinky gangster meeting the pretty girl.
"you do not know?"
"I know." Yan Murong said. "Are you a student at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine? Great, I am also a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. What was in the bag just now were some medicinal materials."
At this time, the woman was slightly stunned, took off the sunglasses that almost blocked half of her face, and looked at Yan Murong with some surprise.
She thought, just dressed like this, is this a Chinese medicine doctor? A Mongolian doctor?
The woman was in a daze, and so was Yan Murong.
The woman who took off her sunglasses was as bright and beautiful as a snow lotus. She had shoulder-length black hair, which gave people a clean and neat look. Her long and narrow red phoenix eyes, although a bit colder, looked extremely enchanting. Her lips were slightly thick and painted.
Wearing bright red lip gloss, like a passionately blooming rose, people can't help but want to bite it. The skin on her face is extremely fair, reminding Yan Murong of the children of Uncle Ergou's family in the village.
Goudan'er's little white butt was exposed outside her crotchless pants.
"What are you looking at?" The woman asked slightly angrily when she noticed that Yan Murong was staring at her motionless.
"No, it's nothing." Yan Murong's face turned red, he quickly lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I'm wondering which way we can take without traffic jams."
The woman did not speak, but slowed down the car, reached out and fiddled with the screen on the center console for a while, and something that looked like a map appeared on the screen.
"What is this?" Yan Murong asked curiously.
"GPS"
"What is GPS?"
"-----" The woman was very depressed. She didn't believe that there are still people who don't know what GPS is. This guy looks quite honest, and he also likes to act stupid and be good.
"Map" the woman explained.
Map? Yan Murong looked at the woman who had already put her sunglasses back with some surprise, and thought to herself, since you have a map, why do you still ask for directions? And you are asking for directions from a strange young man like yourself.
Oh, what a pity. Yan Murong looked at the iceberg-like beauty in front of him and sighed secretly - such a beautiful woman has something wrong with her brain.
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