Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Tang Xiao coughed and laughed awkwardly.

A zhe drives the car. On the back seat, Tang Xiao and mu xiaorou sit side by side. No one is willing to speak first. The car is silent, driving slowly and smoothly, like a pink coffin, flowing quietly along the traffic.

A moment later, Tang Xiao couldn't hold back. He broke the silence and asked, "did you have lunch? Would you like to have dinner together?"

It has been almost three hours since she left the gate of the cinema, and it's time for dinner.

A Zhe and mu xiaorou said at the same time, "no..."

Wen Heping's steady male voice and her fresh and smart female voice all happened to ring out, saying only one word, and then they both shut up.

When did the two become so tacit that they even spoke so well?

Mu xiaorou's face was burning hot. She held her chin in one hand and looked out of the window calmly. "I'm full of milk tea. I'll have dinner when I get home later."

A few seconds later, a zhe wendun's voice said, "I, I'm not hungry. Thank you, grandma."

There are four words in Tang Xiao's mind: Fu sings and Fu follows, but the order seems to be reversed.

She looked back at mu xiaorou and said, "by the way, you didn't tell me that you had... What's wrong with your face? Why is it so red? Do you have a fever? Is it too thin and cold? "

Although mu xiaorou is bold and broad-minded, she has a delicate girlish heart hidden under her beautiful skin. Growing up in such a rich Mu family, she failed to develop a cunning young lady temper, but formed some young lady habits.

For example, in winter, no matter how cold it is, her clothes are always so light. There are many places to be exposed, and she is exposed to the air. Because she dislikes the bulky down jacket, she is not willing to wear it.

Mu xiaorou coughed gently, her eyes twinkled and said casually, "I don't have a fever. I guess the temperature of the air conditioner in the car is too high. It's a little hot."

Tang chuckled and tightened his coat button, puzzled, "is it hot?"

Mu xiaorou nodded very seriously. Her head was like a fresh ripe tomato. She seemed to be afraid that she would not believe it. She choked her neck and cried to the front, "ah Zhe, what do you think?"

Before Tang Xiao had time to turn his head, he heard a very cooperative voice from the front seat, "yes, I also think it's a little high."

"Turn it down."

"... yes."

Tang Xiao glanced at the two men, and finally caught a glimpse of ah Zhe in the rearview mirror. He was distracted and looked back while driving. After facing her, he moved away in a panic. The hand holding the steering wheel tightened and seemed to be a little red.

Tang Xiao sighed silently. He always felt that the two men were in a strange state, but he couldn't tell what was strange.

She gave a dry cough and decided not to speak again.

Ah zhe quickly takes them to Mu's manor. After watching mu xiaorou and Tang Xiao get off the car, he turns the car key to Mu xiaorou. His fingers are so far apart that he doesn't want to touch her at all.

"Miss, young granny, I'll go first."

Tang nodded with a smile and turned to go in. Suddenly he heard mu xiaorou say, "take the key, and drive back directly."

Ah zhe was surprised, and his white face turned red again soon.

Tang Xiao's hand to find the key shook hard. He almost threw the key on the ground and held it at the last moment.

She was shocked to see mu xiaorou. When did this girl become such a big hand? She just went to see a movie and planned to give someone a car? What are you going to do to support others in an open and aboveboard way?

Feeling the strange look from the side, mu xiaorou turns her head to look at Tang, smiles, and says, "what's the matter?"