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Chapter 247 This President’s Painting Style Is Wrong (11)

It's a disaster that can't be avoided.

Hua Qianxi frowned, and shook her head decisively.

"No."

"Why?" Ye Lin stared at the little girl's reaction through the mirror without blinking.

Following his example, Hua Qianxi patted the back seat with her small hand, making a few muffled sounds.

"It's safe here."

"..." He can't eat her, why is she so afraid of him?

Ye Lin took a step back.

Don't worry about where the little girl sits anymore.

The fact that the little girl was able to get in the car was already the biggest concession he could make with his cheek.

Seeing that the man in the driver's seat was no longer in a stalemate with him, but started the fire again, he was about to turn around and leave.

Hua Qianxi couldn't help but probing: "Besides, if I were to sit in your passenger seat, how embarrassing would it be to be bumped into by your girlfriend?"

Yelin paused with her fingertips, raised her eyelids, and glanced at the little girl in the mirror: "Do you think I look like someone who has a girlfriend?"

"Not like." Hua Qianxi honestly shook her head.

This kind of unruly man is messing with women everywhere, it's hard to imagine what it's like for him to be chained by a woman.

I'm afraid it's just because he doesn't have a partner that he dares to flirt around so unscrupulously, right?
Otherwise, how could he be entangled with her who only met once.

Yelin's eyelids twitched violently. At first hearing these words, there was something wrong with them, but they should have cleared up the relationship with other women.

There should be no misunderstanding.

Ye Lin licked the corner of her lips.

The original host drank a lot of alcohol when he was in the hotel.

It is estimated that when I met Hua Qianxi for the first time, she called her a stinky hooligan, and it was also the original host who caught the beautiful little guy playing drunk.

Now Yelin's throat is a little dry.

It was rare for that man to keep his promise, and he was indeed acting as her driver honestly.

Sitting in the back seat, Hua Qianxi also gradually relaxed her body.

It is much warmer in the car than on the street.

The goosebumps on Hua Qianxi's arms from the cold just now gradually disappeared.

There didn't seem to be much annoyance at seeing the man.

Hua Qianxi tried to jump back and forth on his limit again and again.

"That's not okay, the meaning of the co-pilot is very big. I don't want to tarnish that position, what if your future girlfriend will mind this matter?"

"No." Ye Lin glanced at the mirror on the right, and turned the steering wheel skillfully. The turning lights were very bright at night, mottled the empty road.

Ye Lin's indifferent handsome appearance was also mottled by the street lamps.

In the deep water-colored pupils, there is a dim yellow crystal.

I couldn't see clearly what unknown emotion was mixed in his eyes.

Ye Lin pursed her lips and answered solemnly.

"Besides you, there won't be another woman sitting in my co-pilot."

Mingming Yelin's voice is low and flat.

As if talking about something ordinary.

Hua Qianxi didn't want to care about it at first, so she turned her face away and looked out of the window as if nothing had happened.

Look at the few passers-by on the sidewalk.

But inexplicably, he felt hot in his ears, as if he heard this stinky hooligan solemnly declaring some promise.

Hua Qianxi opened her lips slightly, and she could feel the faint smell of alcohol between her lips and teeth.

The car window on Yelin's side opened a little.

The slightest cold air got into the car.

The evening wind brought his breath, and the low and ambiguous hormones seemed to have a little alcohol smell.

He is probably crazy.

Even took her crazy.

This smelly man is really crazy.

(End of this chapter)