After a flash marriage, the abstinent snake husband stalks her every night

Song Zhen packed himself up and went out.

According to Huo Yunzhou's request, she had to take the special car he sent to the meeting place.

As for why, Huo Yunzhou gave the reason on WeChat: [You will be hit and killed sooner or later if you drive yourself! ]

After seeing this message, Song Zhen's image of Huo Yunzhou had returned to the original Young Master Huo (his true nature) who wanted her to get "anal cancer".

When he hates someone, his mouth is like poison.

Song Zhen thought it would be okay to ride in his car. As her finances and merits were tight now, she had to use the Space Talisman and Flying Talisman less frequently. As for the high fuel costs, she would save as much as possible!

The special car that came to pick her up was a black Bentley.

Although the driver is sitting in the driving seat, judging from the proportions, his legs should be very long.

The driver was wearing a neat and seamless suit, a black mask, and a pair of sunglasses across his eyes.

After Song Zhen got on the passenger seat, the man lowered his voice deliberately, "Ms. Song, I'm the driver sent by Mr. Huo. Fasten your seat belts, and we'll be leaving immediately."

"Ok."

When Song Zhen fastened his seat belt, he couldn't help but look at the driver twice, and felt that he looked familiar for some reason.

How about, let’s do the math?

She quickly gave up the idea. Her spiritual power was weak now, so she shouldn't waste it on a driver who played a 38th-tier supporting role.

The car started steadily.

The car was so quiet that if a pin dropped, you could hear it clearly.

Song Zhen's cough seemed abrupt in the silence.

"Ms. Song, have you caught a cold?" the driver suddenly asked.

"No."

“Is the air not fresh enough?”

"Not at all."

Perhaps Song Zhen wanted this stranger to end his speculation as soon as possible, so he said bluntly: "It's poisoned, but don't worry, it's not contagious."

She didn't see that the driver frowned at this moment.

"What kind of poison can cause coughing?"

"Mr. Huo, you know."

"Is it."

The driver frowned slightly, then held the steering wheel with one hand, freeing up his other hand to take out a bottle of medicine from the storage compartment next to him and handed it to her.

Song Zhen lowered his eyes and saw three big words written on the medicine bottle: [Panacea]

She was stunned. "For me?"

The driver looked ahead and said calmly, "Mr. Huo said that Miss Song cannot die on the road."

Song Zhen: “…”

She believed that this was something Huo Yunzhou could say, so she reached out to take the medicine bottle. After opening it, she found only one pill inside.

She smelled it and it smelled the same as the blood that Huo Yunzhou had fed her before.

It seems that this is a pill made by Huo Yunzhou using blood.

Song Zhenyi tilted his head back and swallowed the pill. He immediately felt refreshed, and the evil spirit that was running around in his body was suppressed.

The chatty driver asked again: "Better?"

"Much better." Song Zhen returned the medicine bottle to the driver and said, "Thank you."

The Bentley shimmied inexplicably.

He took the medicine bottle, his Adam's apple rolling, "Yeah."

The medicine bottle was put back into the storage compartment, but the car slowed down silently.

The driver seemed to be suppressing his unhappiness, and suddenly asked: "Do you often say thank you to others?"

Song Zhen was slightly stunned. Why did it sound like Huo Yunzhou's tone?

The driver may have noticed that the tone was wrong, and immediately added an explanation: "Don't get me wrong, I was praising Miss Song for being so polite to a low-level driver like me."

Song Zhen dispelled a wisp of anger and gently rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers.

She just wanted to take a break in the car...but why is this driver so talkative?

Then I remembered Master’s words – “accumulate merit.”

Just think of it as a gesture of kindness and chat with the driver for a few more minutes.

Song Zhen encouraged him, "Master, you don't have to underestimate yourself. You have healthy limbs, a normal mind, and you are not deaf, blind, or dumb. You are already superior to many people in the world at the starting line! It won't be long before you will be able to take off!"

This is the most sincere compliment Song Zhen has ever given in his life.

After hearing this, the driver said with a bit of disdain, "I'm driving a car now. If it really takes off, you will die."

"what?"

Song Zhen was embarrassed and tried to make amends: "When I say take off, I mean that Master will definitely be very rich in the future!"

"You just like money?"

"?"

Song Zhen discovered that not only was she not good at chatting, but it sounded like the driver was not much better than her.

She swallowed and said, "I remembered that I have something to do and I have to send a message to my friend."

Then I quickly took out my phone and typed into the "File Transfer Assistant"...

Force yourself to ignore the strange driver next to you.

She thought to herself: Did Huo Yunzhou deliberately send a talkative driver to mess with her?

Fortunately, the journey is not long.

The Bentley stopped in front of a pub.

Song Zhen got out of the car quickly without looking back.

Behind her, the driver looked at her departing back, and his hands gripping the steering wheel tightened inexplicably.

What is he doing.

Who did she say thank you to? Did she just like money? What does it have to do with him?

The driver drove away, heading towards a dead end road and completely disappeared into the wall.

Song Zhen has already arrived downstairs at the tavern.

This pub looked extraordinary from the outside, not to mention the unique and noble atmosphere that greeted her when she entered.

From exquisite decorations to comfortable seats, every detail reveals taste and style.

The air is filled with a faint aroma of wine, which interweaves with the soft background music, making people relax their body and mind unconsciously.

Song Zhen was infected by its grandeur and indulged in this unique space.

However, when she looked around, she did not see Huo Yunzhou.

The owner of the tavern, wearing a mask and plain and simple work clothes, came forward to greet us: "Welcome, please take a seat."

"Um, a Mr. Huo asked me to come, where is he?"

"Mr. Huo will be here later."

After hearing what the boss said, Song Zhen confirmed that he had come to the right place and found a booth to sit down.

The tavern owner showed her the wine list and said, "What do you want to drink?"

"Just give me a glass of boiled water." After Song Zhen said that, he looked at the wine list. Not only did the lowest price for a glass of wine start at ten thousand, but even boiled water cost one hundred?

She quickly changed her tone: "No need for boiled water, thank you."

As soon as the last two words fell, the tavern owner's body froze for a few seconds, with an ambiguous smile in his eyes, "Mr. Huo told me in advance that he would pay the bill."

"Really? Then give me a glass of the most expensive wine."

"Ah."

The boss turned around and took two steps. The smile in his eyes suddenly faded, and he muttered in a low voice: "Thank you again?"

"Why are you so polite to everyone?"

But to him, even if it was false, he had never heard such words from her.

……

After a while, the wine was served.

Song Zhen took two sips and felt his whole body light.

The music in the pub became much softer and the lights gradually dimmed.

Her cheeks flushed, and the screen of her mobile phone was doubled in front of her eyes, but it did not prevent her from urging him: [Huo Yunzhou, are you coming or not? ]

Not long after the text message was sent, her body became weaker and weaker, and she leaned back diagonally on the seat cushion.

In her cloudy vision, a tall figure in a black suit gradually walked towards her.

She was drowsy, her eyelids closing and opening weakly.

He had already sat beside her, and his cold voice carried a hint of triumph: "How does this wine taste?"

"you……"

Song Zhen realized instantly that there was something wrong with the wine!

Her misty eyes were filled with a thin layer of anger, but her voice was still soft, "You are shameless!"

Huo Yunzhou ignored her anger, lowered his golden eyes, and glanced at her hot and restless look with rosy cheeks, and he couldn't help but feel hot.

The sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the sound coming from the throat became a little hoarse.

"Shameless? Ha, you are allowed to play with me, Miss Song?"

After saying that, he leaned over and pushed her down on the leather seat. "Now it's your turn to taste what it feels like to be toyed with."