Quick Transmigration: The Drama Queen Host is Charming and Alluring

Chapter 151 The Sick Junior Begged Me to Coax Him Again (34)

Song Yan's shadow fell, Zhaoge moved to the side, and he took advantage of the opportunity to sit in.

The car door closed in response, Song Yan turned his head and saw the three people in the car staring at him.

He shrugged, pretending to be helpless, and said, "Xia Yu's car can't fit anymore, so I'll squeeze with you, don't you mind?"

"Of course I don't mind, it's so crowded."

Yu Shuhuan was very flattering at this time, and raised his eyebrows at Zhaoge and smiled, with no deep meaning.

Li Chaoyun glanced at Zhaoge, but couldn't say much.

Just as the door on this side was closed, the door on the other side was opened again.

Qin Zhong scratched his head, was it his illusion?Why do you feel that the atmosphere in this car is a bit subtle?

"There's no room over there, I'll come over and squeeze with you."

Qin Zhong's words sounded inexplicably familiar.

He didn't know that Zhaoge was sitting here, thinking that it would be more convenient for girls to sit by the window, so Qin Zhong planned to sit with Song Yan.

As soon as he lifted his foot out, Zhaoge moved a little in Song Yan's direction, vacating the spot for him, and said, "It just so happens that we still have a spot here."

Qin Zhong was taken aback for a moment, and sat up cheerfully.

The last time I met Zhaoge at dinner, the two were considered acquaintances.

Qin Zhong was always restless, he started chatterbox as soon as he got in the car, he was able to chat with anyone, and there were endless topics in the car.

Seeing Zhaoge chatting with Qin Zhong, Song Yan couldn't help being jealous.

But looking away from the corner of his eye, he found that the gap between Zhaoge and himself was smaller.

He froze for a moment, and the jealousy in his heart dissipated a lot automatically.

Qin Zhong also loves to play racing cars. After seeing Song Yan, he became excited and discussed with him enthusiastically about racing cars.

Song Yan sometimes listened to Qin Zhong's speeches, and sometimes expressed his own thoughts, and the chat between the two was very earnest.

He was chatting with Qin Zhong on the surface, but his eyes always fell on Zhaoge.

Seeing Zhaoge getting sleepy, Song Yan quietly brought the topic to the end.

The car gradually quieted down, but there was still some distance from the camping place.

Zhaoge persisted for a while, and his eyelids gradually became heavy.

Song Yan looked over casually, and saw that her head was pointing intermittently, and the arc of the corner of her mouth could not help but rise.

Qin Zhong on the side folded his arms, his face was wrinkled by the glass, obviously he had fallen into a deep sleep.

So, Song Yan stared at Zhaoge even more brazenly.

She has a cold appearance, and she looks very distant when she is not smiling.

Now it looks soft.

Song Yan moved his fingers, resisting the thought of rubbing someone's face.

Zhaoge was drowsy, her brain and body were busy, her head slowly tilted towards Qin Zhong's direction.

The smile on Song Yan's face paused, and he subconsciously reached out to straighten Zhaoge's head.

Zhaoge frowned impatiently when he was disturbed in his sleep.The body moved slightly, and the back found a comfortable position to lean against.

But after a while, her head tilted to the side again.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Song Yan moved closer to Zhaoge's side, and lightly pressed Zhaoge's head on his shoulder to lean on.

The broad shoulders played the role of a pillow in this environment, Zhao Ge settled down and didn't move any more.

Yu Shuhuan rubbed his neck, and after finally finishing the work on the mobile phone, he bumped into Song Yan's small movements just as he looked up.

She paused, then looked away knowingly, pretending to look out the window.

Li Chaoyun and Song Yan's eyes met in the rearview mirror, and after a while, the latter curled his lips provocatively at Li Chaoyun.

Li Chaoyun pursed his lips and looked away first.

This time Zhaoge slept well, until he felt itching in his hands, as if a cat's paw was gently scratching.

"Sister, we're here."

Zhao Ge opened her eyes in a daze and sat up, only she and Song Yan were left in the car.

(End of this chapter)