The black-bellied bamboo horse and the sharp-hearted pet: girl, you are so sweet

Chapter 103 A Place That Only Belongs to Us (1)

Typed a bunch of words cracklingly, and then clicked send.

After sending, Le Muhan happily waited for the other party's response, although the other party might not reply because of the time difference.

But within a few minutes.

"Ding Dong" sound.

In the silent car, the sound of this text message was particularly loud.

Le Muhan didn't think much, and clicked on the text message directly.

Ling Qianheng deeply expressed that he didn't care!

'Why did you reply so quickly? Le Muhan sent it curiously.

'I'm not in the United States now, but in country X, the time difference is not too big, so I will reply to you. '

Le Muhan nodded, even though the other party couldn't see it.

'Are you going to country X for a business trip?Then don't you have a lot of things to do?How do you still have time to text? '

Seeing that Le Muhan was still nodding at the phone screen, Ling Qianheng wished he could just grab the phone and look at the contents.

I don't care if I say "don't care"...

'No, it's break time, so I'm not busy. '

'Then I won't disturb your rest time...'

'Why bother?You send me a text message, I'm too happy, how could it be an interruption?Let's talk about your time in China. '

"Le Muhan, chat with me!" Someone said jealously, with a sour tone, "Driving is so boring!"

"Who told you to drive so slowly..." Le Muhan stared at the phone screen and muttered dissatisfied.

Ling Qianheng: "..."

"Stop looking at your phone, look at me!"

Le Muhan, who was replying to the message, "Wait a minute."

Ling Qianheng couldn't wait any longer, so he directly pulled out a hand, and swiped Le Muhan's phone away.

Then he threw it back unceremoniously, onto the rear seat cushion.

Le Muhan was unprepared, the phone was thrown on the back mat, and he complained dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing! I haven't responded to his message yet."

"Then why don't you know how to chat with me? You still chat with someone else?" Ling Qianheng said the last sentence very resentfully.

"Uh..." Le Muhan was stuck, "Isn't it because I'm worried that chatting with you will affect your driving!"

"..."

"Then you don't know that fatigue driving affects driving more?"

"I know!"

"You know, don't chat with me!"

Le Muhan was confused, what was the connection between fatigued driving and chatting with him?
"Is there any connection between the two?" Le Muhan asked stupidly.

"Of course." Ling Qianheng turned on the fooling mode, "You see, I must have been bored after driving for so long. If I am bored, it will definitely affect my driving."

"So if you come to chat with me at this time, it just relieves my boredom, doesn't it? And it won't affect my driving, right?"

Le Muhan listened seriously, but in fact, Ling Qianheng completely surrounded him, so he could only keep "hmm".

Then I thought about it carefully, and felt that what Ling Qianheng said was quite reasonable, so I started chatting with Ling Qianheng.

As for returning text messages on the mobile phone, wait until next time.

Over there on the phone screen.

I don't know how many times I watched the phone screen go dark, but I always look forward to this and hope to receive a reply from the other party in the next second...

"Then tell me, what are we talking about?"

Ling Qianheng thought for a while before saying, "Tell me about your life in America, I want to hear it."

Le Muhan: "Life in the United States? Actually, there is nothing to talk about. It's just not as fun as in China."

However, Ling Qianheng had a serious face, "I want to hear if I have nothing to say, even if it's just an ordinary day, I want to hear it."

　Sorry for the slow writing

　　
　
(End of this chapter)