Sheng Chong's second marriage, Mr. Song is lucky to be pregnant

Chapter 289 If I Kiss You

The owner of the Land Rover saw that Fang Yuan was driving a Bentley, and thought it would be a good way to blackmail him, so he said, "Brother, I think you drive a good car. You should know the maintenance and repair costs of the Land Rover. I just bought it, and the insurance has not yet been applied. Anyway, you have to pay the full amount. You see, whether you want this girl to pay, or you can pay for her instead. I don’t care about the little girl. You are a big man. , 20 yuan we privately."

Fang Yuan glanced at the car print on the Land Rover, there was a small bump.

Meng Keqing felt that 20 was too much, "This person is too fierce, but 20 is too much. I have also driven a Land Rover. Such a small friction, it is not 20."

Fang Yuan nodded, and replied, "It's really not worth 20. His car is still the model of the previous two years, and the market price is not high."

Meng Keqing glared at the owner of the Land Rover, very dissatisfied with that man.

Fang Yuan said: "This is not private, let's wait for the traffic police to come and solve it."

Fang Yuan's momentum was very strong.

It's just that the people around don't want to wait for the traffic police to solve it.

This is on the highway, and it is night time, and it will take a long time for the traffic police to come.

The car is blocked on the road, so it can't just be blocked like this.

There is a long line of cars behind, all rushing home or running errands.

Some people who didn't want to wait got out of the car, took a look at the accident, and said, "It's obviously a rear-end collision. Waiting for the traffic police to come, or not waiting for the traffic police to come, isn't it all about asking the girl to pay for it? The traffic police may come and say that the compensation is even more serious." Well, that one is a Land Rover, the paint is very expensive, 20 is not too much, if you want to say, you might as well agree to pay 20, move the car away, so the rest of us can leave."

One person said this, and several people around him echoed.

After all, everyone is busy.

There is one more thing in particular, the world is full of discrimination against female drivers.

The male drivers who drove looked at her very unkindly.

The female driver who sat in the car and didn't get out of the car felt that Meng Keqing had lost face to the female driver.

Meng Keqing felt aggrieved, how could she become a public enemy of the whole people.

But others say that she made a mistake first, and it is only natural to lose money.

If it was the former Meng Keqing, she might have just thrown 20 on the head of the Land Rover owner.

But now, she is no longer the eldest lady of the Meng family, where did the 20 come from.

Let’s just say that the source of her current food and drink is still earned by herself.

Meng Keqing bit her lip. Although she was very embarrassed, she still said to Fang Yuan, "Fang Yuan, you should be rich if you follow Song Yixian."

Meng Keqing was about to borrow the 20 yuan.

Fang Yuan nodded, "Not very rich, but a little money, do you want to be private?"

Meng Keqing's expression was very troubled, in the current situation, it's okay to be selfish, she was afraid that Fang Yuan would be drowned in these spitting stars with herself.

Fang Yuan asked again: "Do you have a driving recorder in your car?"

Meng Keqing nodded, then shook her head again, "But I don't remember whether I turned on the recorder."

Fang Yuan frowned slightly, "It's okay, I'll go and have a look."

Meng Keqing followed Fang Yuan into the car, but the driving recorder was not turned on.

Meng Keqing looked frustrated.

Fang Yuan was quite calm, and said to Meng Keqing, "I'll say something later, you just agree with me."

Meng Keqing nodded vigorously.

I don't know what Fang Yuan wants to do.

Fang Yuan then got out of the car with the recorder, then raised the volume, and said to the owner of the Land Rover, "No wonder you let us do it privately. It turns out that there is something wrong with your car. Do you want to blackmail?"

As soon as Fang Yuan's words came out, everyone around was shocked.

The owner of the Land Rover was stunned for a moment, "You, what do you mean?"

Fang Yuan smiled slightly, "Isn't there a driving recorder in your car? Don't you know what happened?"

The owner of the Land Rover suddenly lost his footing. Originally, he saw a female driver trying to scare her into losing money, but he didn't expect that when Fang Yuan appeared, the matter turned to the other side.

When the traffic police came, they took the driving recorder from the Land Rover. It was indeed the Land Rover driver who was driving too smugly. He forgot that he was on the notice, and suddenly slowed down, causing Meng Keqing's car to hit him.

The traffic police also said: "Generally, in this case, we look at the records behind and the collision of the car. If the attitude of the person involved is very soft, it is really easy to make a wrong judgment on this matter."

For a while, Fang Yuan's image in Meng Keqing's heart grew even higher.

Because Meng Keqing's car also crashed and had some problems, she was also taken away by the traffic police and dealt with.

No way, Meng Keqing could only get into Fang Yuan's car.

Sports cars have less space.

It was a bit cold at night, and the awning was pulled up.

Meng Keqing thanked: "Thank you, Fang Yuan, if it weren't for you, maybe I would really have to pay this 20 yuan."

Fang Yuan smiled slightly, "It's okay, you shouldn't be the one to pay the compensation, and you will definitely not be allowed to pay the compensation. Although the traffic police said that, they will take the wrong judgment very seriously. After all, it hit a Land Rover, and the amount involved is too big. Big, not so easy to make a decision."

"However, I don't think you look like a soft persimmon who can be manipulated by others. Why did you just want to admit your mistake after being yelled at by the male car owner?"

Meng Keqing reached out and touched her neck, a little embarrassed, and said, "Say it, don't laugh at me, I was thinking about things while driving, and I don't remember if the Land Rover in front braked the car manually, I just remember it seemed to be I hit it."

Fang Yuan: "When you came home, I told you to pay attention to safety, but my words were not deterrent enough to make you listen."

Meng Keqing shook her head, "Actually, it's not true. Of course I heard you tell me to be careful, but I was distracted because I was thinking about something."

Fang Yuan asked back, "What are you thinking about? You even hit a car."

Meng Keqing blushed, and glanced out of the window with her small face: "It's not a big deal, do you really want to know?"

Fang Yuan was startled, cast her a glance, and smiled lightly: "Now that you say that, I want to know even more."

Meng Keqing swallowed. Although she was not a hypocritical person, she still felt a little shy when she said something.

"Then I said, don't laugh at me!"

Fang Yuan nodded, "I'm definitely not laughing at you."

Meng Keqing said it in a low voice, "Ever since I came out of Huanqiu, I've been thinking about one thing."

"Well, it seems to be a very important thing, otherwise how could it make you think about it for so long."

Meng Keqing coughed lightly, "Well, it's not an important matter, it's a small matter, maybe you can give me the answer."

Fang Yuan turned the steering wheel to the left, "Well, tell me, if I can give you an answer, I will definitely answer you."

Meng Keqing straightened her body, turned to face Fang Yuan, and asked, "I was thinking, why didn't you offer to send me home when I was at the gate of Huanqiu Group?"

Fang Yuan was startled, and then stepped on the brakes.

The brakes were stepped on so violently that Meng Keqing couldn't help leaning forward.

After a while, he slowed down.

Meng Keqing stroked the disheveled hair on her forehead, and looked at Fang Yuan beside her.

I saw Fang Yuan smiling.

Meng Keqing frowned slightly, "Look at you, I told you not to laugh, but you are still smiling so happily."

I thought Fang Yuan was different from other people, because he was serious.

Meng Keqing was a little unhappy, she was ridiculed even though she thought it was a serious matter.

Quickly added: "I mean, generally a very gentlemanly man would say this to send a lady home. I think Fang Yuan is also a very gentlemanly person. I'm curious why you didn't say that."

Fang Yuan untied the seat belt tied to his body, facing Meng Keqing and said, "I thought about the matter you mentioned at that time."

Meng Keqing frowned even tighter, and she couldn't help feeling that she was being self-indulgent.

Fang Yuan explained again: "I thought about taking you home, but I know you drove here by yourself. If I take you home, should I drive your car or mine?"

"If I drive you back with my car, wouldn't it be inconvenient for you to come to Huanqiu the next day? If I drive your car back to your home, then it's not easy to drive your car away when I leave. You come the next day Huanqiu will also be very inconvenient. If I don’t drive your car home, but take a taxi home by myself, I will feel so hypocritical... Can you understand what I mean? Of course, I have seen it too, and you send me home Home, I will send you home, then you will send me home, and I will send you home again, but to me... such a way, it seems that Wei Mian is too silly."

Fang Yuan said a lot.

Meng Keqing nodded, then shook her head again.

It's such a complicated feeling, I didn't understand it very well.

"Are you trying to say that sending people home is boring?" Meng Keqing summed it up.

Fang Yuan thought for a while, then nodded: "That's what I mean too."

Meng Keqing pursed her lips slightly, thinking, she was still acting affectionate.

Regarding the stalk of "you send me home, I will send you home, then you send me home, and I will send you home", Meng Keqing is actually useful.

Which pair of young lovers is not like this.

Because it is inseparable, but it is not in the state of directly living in the other party's house, so I can only spend time on the road.

Thinking of this, Meng Keqing felt even more self-indulgent.

That's right, this kind of "you send me home and I will send you home" plot is just a stage where people feel about each other, or recall ambiguously.

The relationship between her and Fang Yuan has not reached this point yet, Fang Yuan only ate her food twice.

What's more, Meng Keqing herself was sad two days ago because Song Yixian didn't like her and liked others.

The change in her personality was too fast, no wonder Fang Yuan couldn't accept it.

Fang Yuan was originally an excellent person, and there must be a reason for being single by Song Yixian's side for so many years.

There are so many good-looking beauties in the Huanqiu Group, Fang Yuan doesn't like any of them. He has never heard of having a girlfriend. Naturally, Fang Yuan is also picky, not everyone can catch his eye.

The more she thought about it, Meng Keqing felt that her life had failed.

Just don't want to.

Meng Keqing looked up and smiled again, and smiled awkwardly: "This kind of thing is really boring, okay, you can take me back, it's too late now."

Fang Yuan didn't step on the accelerator, but met his eyes, "It was just a moment ago, what were you thinking about?"

Fang Yuan's eyes are beautiful, very clear, like spring water on the top of a mountain, you can see to the bottom at a glance.

Meng Keqing was startled, "No, no, I didn't think about anything?"

Meng Keqing hastily denied it, feeling that she was almost bewitched by beauty.

The corners of Fang Yuan's mouth raised, and his handsome face became extraordinarily gentle because of this smile.

Just now, Fang Yuan saw Meng Keqing's facial expressions were angry, annoyed, ashamed, angry, sad, and worried. It seemed that he had gone through many psychological changes in just a few tens of seconds.

A pair of pink lips are pouting, looking very cute.

Fang Yuan said lightly: "If I kiss you, do you think the progress between us is too fast?"

Meng Keqing was startled, her eyes widened suddenly, she felt that she must have heard wrong.

"What, what did you say?" Meng Keqing's voice was trembling.

really.

Fang Yuan didn't intend to say it again, but he stretched out his hand and hooked the back of Meng Keqing's head, and then met her lips.

It's a kiss.

A kiss that Meng Keqing never thought of.

That kiss was domineering, gentle, sticky and greasy, exciting and exciting.

Could it be a dream?

(End of this chapter)