Yan Chenyan frowned hard, sometimes this woman really wanted to strangle her to death.
What are you doing, blaming him, protesting, or complaining that he doesn't care about her, because he is abusing her, a disabled person.
Yu Xinduo was still sitting on the sofa, like an abused little daughter-in-law.
Damn it, Yan Chenjing plucked his hair hard, then walked over, stood in front of her, threw his briefcase aside,
And half an hour later, Yan Chenjing drove with a cold face. In the passenger compartment of the car, Yu Xinduo was lying comfortably on the window looking at the scenery outside, and then a flash of light flashed across her curved eyes.
A little bit of pride.
"Did you do it on purpose?" Yan Chenjing's eyes were sharp enough to catch the amusement in her expression, and he said with some gritted teeth,
"I didn't," Yu Xinduo suddenly came forward and looked at him with a smile.
"Because I know you are good to me." Although you are angry with me, you will not abandon me.
Being nice to her, Yan Chenjing really wanted to scold her for her ignorance in his heart. He would never be nice to a woman again in his life, but what was he doing now? He couldn't go to work and had to take it with him.
This troublesome woman has to listen to the constant chatter in her ears, which is very annoying.
"Chen Jing," Yu Xinduo had just called out his name when a cold look came over him.
"Shut up," Yan Chenjing warned her. I don't like others talking too much when driving.
Yu Xinduo had no choice but to close her eyes. In fact, she had good intentions.
Just after they drove for more than ten minutes, the car suddenly turned around again.
"Why didn't you tell me that the road was wrong?" Yan Chenjing really wanted to kick this woman off. He was distracted and just let it go. How could she, the one who was riding in the car, not exerting any effort or being distracted, could not even say a word?
It’s not like he didn’t snort.
"You didn't let me say it," Yu Xinduo looked aggrieved. You told me to shut up.
With a squeak, the car suddenly stopped on the side of the road.
And a pair of hands had already been released from Yu Xinduo's little neck.
Yu Xinduo held up her hands, looking fearless
"You go ahead and pinch me." She raised her chin and brought her little neck closer to his hand. "Isn't it said that strangling you to death is my kindness? In fact, even if you choke me to death, I
I won’t blame you,” she smiled, her eyes narrowed, and she really had no regrets on her face.
And those big hands finally put down, and then the car started driving again, but the man's expression was as ugly as it could be.
Yu Xinduo touched her little neck, and then hugged his arm again, shamelessly, and wouldn't let go anyway.
"Relax, I'm driving."
Yan Chenjing said impatiently, and he twitched his arm, wanting to kill this ignorant woman.
But as soon as he pulled out, the woman leaned forward again, as if his arm was a fragrant roasted chicken leg, unwilling to let go no matter what.