Tong Yao stood awkwardly in front of the black Maybach. She used her smelly little hands to pull the suit he put on her shoulders. It took a long time to hold back a complete sentence: "Uncle, this is your car."
ah?"
"Yes" he responded calmly, raised his hand to unlock the door, went around and drove, not feeling anything wrong.
Tong Yao was in trouble: my uncle's car is so new and clean! But she just crawled out of the smelly ditch...
So dirty...
"Still not coming up?" The car window was lowered, Qin Muyuan frowned and looked over, "Are you going to let your classmates watch for a while?"
It was time for get out of class to end, and several heads popped out from time to time next to the retractable school gate, looking curiously in this direction. Qin Muyuan reminded him, and Tong Yao also noticed.
Her little face turned red, and she didn't care whether it was dirty or not. She immediately opened his back seat door and quickly climbed in. She urged her even more urgently than him: "Hurry up, uncle!"
Falling into a stinky ditch is embarrassing enough!
She doesn't want more people to come and see her...
The atmosphere in the car is a bit weird
Qin Muyuan drove in silence, frowning slightly, still thinking about the company; Tong Yao sat awkwardly on the brand new leather seat, awkwardly moving to the left, then to the right...
As a result, the sewage marks on his body left a long mark on the seat.
"Uncle..." The guilt in Tong Yao's heart became even stronger. She called him pitifully and wanted to apologize, but she swallowed the words as soon as they came to her lips: she would secretly help him clean them up in the future and apologize with actions!
"Huh?" He raised his eyebrows and glanced at her in the rearview mirror.
"Uncle, why are you here today?" She quickly changed the subject and asked him curiously, lying on the chair in the front row, accidentally leaving two more paw prints on the back of the chair.
Tong Yao stuck out his tongue in embarrassment and heard him respond calmly: "The school called the secretary. The secretary asked me to do a favor."
"...Oh" she nodded, her tone becoming a little lower. She was about to say something more when she suddenly realized that the car was traveling in the wrong direction and she quickly screamed...
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