perfect hidden marriage

Chapter 501 Chapter 509, unrequited love 49, the feeling of being worshiped by others, very cool (very, very warm)

There is a saying that a white head is like new, but it is as old as before.

It refers to: Some people get along with each other for a long time and are still strangers, and some people stop to talk and hit it off right away.The thickness of the metaphor, the understanding of each other, is not measured by the length of time.

It was only on this day that Xiao Jinghuan realized how strange Jin Changning, the elder brother she had known since childhood, was a stranger to her.

She really really doesn't know him.

For example, he can race cars.She was dumbfounded by her familiarity with the driving of the racing car.

Then Cao Yan is a professional racing driver and has won awards. In the end, Jin Changning beat him.

Definitely beat him.

And she was sitting in the passenger seat, watching him skillfully operate the car, leading her roaring on the brightly lit track, galloping among the bright sparks.

That wind-like speed beat her heart wildly, that beautiful drift, that powerful push back made her almost want to scream.

If she wasn't afraid that her reaction would affect him, she really wanted to scream.

This exciting competition made her feel so much.

Then, Luo Qinglong and his gang left angrily, willing to admit defeat, and finally, they only left one sentence:

"Jin Changning, let's wait and see."

And then, she was so excited that her legs were limp, she was led back by him, and she was dizzy, until this moment, she didn't come back from the dream-like scene.

"Chang Ning, spend the night with me today... I'm worried that if you leave us separately, they will treat you badly."

Yan does not regret raising his mind.

He knows exactly what the other party is like.

Jin Changning glanced at Xiao Jinghuan, who had been in a daze, then at Huo Sisi, whose eyes were bright, and shook his head:

"No. We'd better go back to the hotel."

"Then I'll send someone to take you there."

Jin Changning did not object to this opinion.

It was past 12 midnight when we got back to the hotel. The two of them walked slowly one after the other, with the extremely soft carpet under their feet.

Jin Changning was usually stable and gentle, while Xiao Jinghuan was in a trance, as if his soul had gone out of his body.

"Huanhuan, why haven't you spoken?"

When she was about to enter, he asked softly, with worry in his voice.

The door opened, she inserted the key card, and turned to look: "I, I just... just haven't come back to my senses... I can't figure it out, how did you do it? You... Are you still the Jin Changning I know?" ?”

The last sentence, with deep confusion, spit out with a sigh, and deep surprise in the eyes:

"In the past, weren't you the most afraid of riding a car? When you are full, my mother asked you to take the driver's license test. You don't want to take the test. You look like I have been carrying a bicycle for the rest of my life. My mother forced you to take the test." Yes... After the exam, you didn't drive much, you just kept riding a bicycle to drive me... But now you can even kill a professional racer..."

Jin Changning gently scratched his forehead with his fingers:
"This is a genetic problem."

"..."

"There are some things that I have learned without a teacher. It's like your sister-in-law can draw since she was a child. There are things hidden in the bones. Sometimes they can be everything after a little development."

"..."

"Okay, go to bed! Tomorrow, we have to go back to Shanghai."

He rubbed the girl's hair with a smile, and found happily: the feeling of being admired by others seems to be a bit cool, heart, a little sloppy - pulling her admiration for others back to himself, this Taste, great!

He was a little proud in private.

"Oh!"

She stroked her hair that was a little messed up by him, but she didn't move a bit, she just stared at it relentlessly.

"Go in? I see you go in."

He is reluctant to part with it, even if it takes one more look.

"However, I really want to know the stories about you and those people. I think it will be very interesting. Why don't you tell me now...I can't wait until tomorrow..."

She dragged him into the room, and the door closed with a snap.

"Huanhuan, have you washed yet?"

"Ah... oh... I'm done washing... I'm going to blow dry my hair..."

She looked in a drawer for a hair dryer.

After a long silence, Jin Changning's low call came from outside again:
"The hair dryer is outside..."

"..."

He actually took out the hair dryer when he went out?

It must have been intentional.

This person is getting more and more... bad...

"Oh!"

She responded, and slowly opened the door.

"Why haven't you dried your hair? You go out first, and I'll get you a towel."

He pulled her to the sofa and sat down, then went to fetch the towel, sat on the armrest, covered her head with the towel, and wiped it gently...

The atmosphere suddenly warmed up.

"I will do it myself!"

She wants to keep her distance from him.

"do not move."

He patted her hand, so someone had to sit obediently and let him blow, but the sitting posture was a little stiff.

How could he not see it, he smiled and said:

"What are you nervous about? I've been washing your hair since you were a child. Every time, I'm not serving you when you wash your hair?"

"It happened a long time ago, okay... At that time, it would definitely not be more than ten years old..."

She glanced back.

"When I was 16, I washed it for you..."

"That day, the faucet on my side was broken..."

"I'm talking about washing it... I've blown your hair for so many years, and today I sit the most upright. Before, you always made trouble."

"Hey, if I don't make trouble, do you feel uncomfortable?"

She remembers that every time she blows her hair, she plays games and shakes her head. She can't let him blow it properly, but he never talks about her.

"It seems that I'm really not used to it. Huanhuan, take it easy!"

Suddenly, he pulled her over and leaned her side on his lap.

"what?"

"Blow it on your pillow. You can't blow it on this side."

"There are so many things to do!"

She yawned and felt a warm feeling in her heart.

The hair dryer was humming, and she leaned on his lap and let him fiddle with it. With her eyes closed, time seemed to go back in time.

At that time, he was such a harmless big brother who made people feel extremely comfortable. Although he was a bit numb, it was fine, and it was just right for her to bully him. , he must have a straight face, Changning is different.So, at that time, she was really, really dependent on him...

So when did they gradually become estranged?
She thought about it carefully, because she recognized Shao Feng, and then, little by little, Chang Ning gradually faded out of her sight and withdrew from her life, and only occasionally called her to care for her like a brother.

I remember when she had an accident a few years ago, when she woke up, the first thing she saw was not her brother, but him.

He gave her a warm smile, asked her if she was hungry, and said that after the miscarriage, she must pay more attention to rest, and must take good care of herself, so that she must not fall into the root of the disease.

That time, no one in the family scolded her: she hadn't graduated from university yet, she was fine with having a boyfriend, and she was actually pregnant... Everyone guarded her carefully, without saying a word...

When her thoughts wandered here, she suddenly thought of one thing:

This man doesn't like his things to be touched by others, so how can he bear his own woman, who has loved others and conceived children for others...

Can a man with a subconscious obsession with cleanliness endure such uncleanliness?
Suddenly, she opened her eyes, just in time to meet his affectionate eyes.

In the past, he never looked at her with such eyes, it was so hot that it was unbearable...

"Done..."

He stated in a low voice.

"Oh!"

It's done.

"Anything to say?"

"Seems to be!"

He turned off the hair dryer, gently stroked her silk hair with his hand, and said charmingly:
"tell me the story."

(End of this chapter)