Chapter 113
Sensing Qiao Rong's absent-minded appearance, Wen Changqing's mouth curled up.

Just at this time, the car was moving, and Wen Changqing immediately concentrated on driving again, feeling very happy in his heart, and even a little thankful that he had a good skin.

Wen Changqing's plan was to take Qiao Rong to the VIP-level restaurant that Bei Ruoting had mentioned, but it didn't work out, they came out of the airport just in time for the traffic jam in Amsterdam.

The speed of the car cannot be increased throughout the whole process, and the colorful and different types of vehicles are like crawling snails on the wide asphalt road.

The hotel Wen Changqing booked was in the center of Amsterdam, and it took about an hour to drive from the airport to the hotel.

They originally intended to have an afternoon tea first, and then go to the hotel. Now, let alone afternoon tea in this situation, even if they go to the hotel, they don't know when they will go.

This situation was unexpected.

Even though Wen Changqing had arranged everything, she didn't expect that there would be a traffic jam at this time.

He also guessed before that now that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, many people will definitely come to travel, but he didn't expect there to be so many people.

"Drip drip!"

Rao Wen Changqing, who had always kept his colors close to the outside, couldn't help getting angry, and honked the car horn a little annoyed.

They were mixed in all kinds of vehicles, the surrounding cars were all honking, and the surrounding noise was like ten vegetable markets, and the people sitting in the cars were extremely depressed.

Playing with her mobile phone all the time, of course Qiao Rong put away her mobile phone long ago. Hearing Wen Changqing's whistle, she couldn't help but look at his expression.

At this moment, his thin lips are tightly pursed, although he still looks the same as usual, but what is different from the past is that today his eyebrows and eyes are deeper, and he is a little irritable.

No matter who it is, people who are stuck in traffic and motionless will be unhappy.

Qiao Rong frowned as she stared at the traffic ahead with no head and rear with no tail, and subconsciously covered her hands that were holding the steering wheel tightly.

Her action was subconscious, she just wanted to appease Wen Changqing.

But when the two hands overlapped, her palms burned as if touched by a raging fire, and it was so hot that she immediately moved her hands away.

She really didn't want to take advantage of Wen Changqing's hand. After realizing what she was doing, Qiao Rong wanted to find a way to sneak in.

what is she doing !

what are you doing? !

She actually touched Wen Changqing's hand!

It's fine for him to comfort him, why should he comfort him in such an ambiguous way.

Wen Changqing felt the remaining temperature on the back of his hand, his heart was hotter than the scalding temperature on his hand, Qiao Rong couldn't help himself.

The moment his hands overlapped, he actually thought that Qiao Rong had the same thoughts for him, and the joy in his heart was greater than the depression in the traffic jam.

But seeing Qiao Rong's dodging eyes, he knew that he was thinking too much. Although he didn't know why he would hold her hand, he was very happy that he could take this step.

And Qiao Rong lowered her head slightly, and her long eyelashes fluttered up and down because of anxiety, giving people a shy feeling, which made people's eyes shine.

His gaze was burning too much. In the small car, Qiao Rong had nowhere to hide, but the burning gaze made her heart very hot, and she had to raise her head to face it.

"Well, actually, I just want to appease you..." I don't want to take advantage of you.

She didn't dare to say the latter sentence.

Looking at his beautiful hands, she couldn't believe it herself, even though her purpose was really just to appease him.

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(End of this chapter)

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