Yu Yuanyuan had a look on her face and bit her lip tightly, but she didn't dare to show any sign of reluctance.
She knows that the young master lacks everything and has plenty of money, so she doesn't care about this little money. But she is different. Her mother has taught her since she was a child that thrift is a virtue.
You can obviously bring these things from home, why do you need to buy new ones?
Xia Zihao seemed to have noticed Yu Yuanyuan's face, and the angry message in his eyes started again, "What? Not happy?"
Such good intentions are not rewarded
Xia Zihao's mood suddenly dropped to the extreme. He saw that Yu Yuanyuan had to carry such a heavy bag, so he was considerate of her and wanted to help her lighten the burden. Now he is giving him such a look?
"No, no," Yu Yuanyuan quickly shook her head.
"Humph" Xia Zihao pushed Yu Yuanyuan away fiercely, his voice was cold, "Yu Yuanyuan, let me tell you, don't think that you will get carried away if I treat you a little better during this period, and if you make me unhappy again, some
You suffer"
Yu Yuanyuan's head hit the car window, making a muffled sound, but she quickly got up and did her job, not daring to make a sound, gritting her teeth and enduring it.
The car got on the highway, Xia Zihao rolled down the window, and the autumn wind blew into the car with a slight coolness.
Yu Yuanyuan put her hands on her arms. She was hurriedly packing things this morning, and was forced to eat a full breakfast in a hurry. She even forgot to wear another sweater. Now she is only wearing one.
summer shirt
Her skin was so cold that goosebumps appeared. She turned her head slightly and saw the young master leaning against the car window, his hair flying in the wind, his eyes squinted, not knowing what he was thinking.
Her eyes suddenly saw a corner of a coat peeking out of the bag stuffed in the corner. It must have been secretly put in by her mother, and Yu Yuanyuan felt a touch of warmth.
But I can’t blatantly get my coat and put it on.
In the dilemma, Xia Zihao stretched out his long legs and lifted her calves, "Yu Yuanyuan, I'm cold."
Yu Yuanyuan was a little depressed. Since it was cold, why didn't she close the window and sit there to blow the cold wind? But the young master's body is still very important.
She quickly turned aside to grab the coat from her bag and handed it to Xia Zihao, "Master, if it's cold, put on your coat."