Lucky to Have You Till the End

Yeah, what is she upset about?

He just asked her to change her dress again. He only heard Anna say something about hiding needles in cotton. Why should she care so much and affect her mood?

Tang Xinyan pursed her lips, her pretty face looked a little dull, "You are wrong, I am not unhappy. The dress is the money you paid, and you think I won't lose your face when I wear it."

After she finished speaking, she didn't want to say another word to him, turned her head and looked out the car window.

Mo Chiwei stared at the back of her head for a few seconds, stretched out his long arms, wrapped her slender waist, and pulled her directly onto his thigh.

She exclaimed, struggling subconsciously.

The top of her head accidentally touched the roof of the car, and with a bang, her scalp numbed with pain.

"Is it okay?" He touched the top of her head with a big palm, and she slapped his palm apart.

After going back and forth, his handsome face gradually had a bitter chill.

Big palms tightened her in her arms harder and harder, she couldn't break free and could only stare at him.

The eye makeup that Anna and her put on was smart and coquettish, staring at people, but there was a charming charm.

Mo Chiwei's throat rolled, staring at her narrow eyes, which were deep and dark, like two dangerous vortexes.

Tang Xinyan raised her long eyelashes and looked at the man close at hand. His handsome face was indifferent, covered with a thin layer of frost, and his thin lips pressed into a straight line.

Being watched by him with such an expression, she was instinctively afraid, and she couldn't help curling up when she pushed his hands.

The atmosphere in the carriage was quiet and stagnant.

Fortunately, Jian Cheng, who drove in the front, had a strong psychological quality and was not affected by the two behind.

This deadly atmosphere lasted for about five minutes, and the man's low and cold voice slowly sounded, "If you like white, we will turn around and change that one now."

Tang Xinyan saw that he was serious and not joking, and she suddenly realized that her reaction was a bit overdone.

Has he ever had a beloved woman before? Does he like white? What does it have to do with her?

She just came out of one relationship and hasn't fully recovered yet, is she going to fall into another relationship?

What's more, he doesn't necessarily like her much.

She didn't want to annoy him, because she had seen how terrible his angry look was.

Pursing her lips, she whispered, "It's really not unhappy, and it's not because of the white dress. You let me down first." She glanced at Jian Cheng who was driving, "Your assistant can't see it well."

Jiancheng's ear power is also amazing. Even though she has a very small voice, she still hears her words, "Madam, you can treat me as a transparent person. I can't hear or see what you and Master Mo do, hehe."

Tang Xinyan, "..." suddenly felt that being an assistant was not easy.

Mo Chiwei looked at Tang Xinyan with a smile on his eyebrows, his eyes gradually darkened.

Are women so fickle?

Small emotions come and go fast?

Without letting Tang Xinyan go down, he still hugged her on her lap, wrapped her small hand with her big palm, lazily playing with her fingertips, "Actually, you wear that white dress is good, but it's too revealing. If you like it, go home. Dress it for me alone."

He lowered his head when he spoke, and the hot breath sprayed on her ears and neck as if there was nothing, so her toes curled up numbly.

She lowered her eyes and stared at his slender, white, big hand with distinct bones like a jade bamboo, and then she realized it.

It turned out to be too revealing to ask her to change that skirt!