A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Huo Yan was sitting in the car and wanted to get out. Just as she half stood up, Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her sideways, gave her a cold look, and then walked away.

Huo Yan only felt Zhuang Zhoucheng's cold and fierce gaze with a terrifying aura coming towards her. She was frightened back by that look and sat back down in a daze.

He stopped pushing the door and just looked outside anxiously.

Lu Zeng ran over quickly with the box in hand.

Huo Yan couldn't hear clearly what Lu Zeng said to Zhuang Zhoucheng in the car.

I only saw Zhuang Zhou take the box, and then Lu Zeng left.

Zhuang Zhoucheng turned around with the box in his hand, walked around the car body and got into the driver's seat.

Huo Yan retracted his gaze, looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng, and said carefully:

"Mr. Zhou, you don't have to send me off in person."

What she meant just now was that she just wanted him to take her out of the villa, and she didn't mean to ask him to drive her back.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her sideways, his eyes dark. After a while, he said:

"You want Lu Zeng to send you off?"

Huo Yan shook his head subconsciously, but immediately paused, looked up at him, and tried to say:

"If that's possible, that would be even better."

After Huo Yan finished speaking, he looked up at Zhuang Zhoucheng without comment, and his face turned dark.

Huo Yan thought about it and felt that what he had just said was indeed ambiguous and would make people misunderstand that she disliked his gift.

I quickly tried to justify myself and said:

"What I mean is, Mr. Lu can just send me off. You're his boss, so it's too much trouble for you."

As expected, the gentleman's sharp eyes softened a lot.

He handed the box in his hand to Huo Yan, and when she took it, he moved closer, raised his hand to pull her seat belt and buckled it neatly, while whispering:

"Lu Zeng has something to do, he's not available."

Huo Yan's face was a little hot, and she almost didn't hear what Zhuang Zhoucheng said.

She blushed because of the moment when Zhuang Zhoucheng approached her. His tall nose brushed against her cheek, making her heart feel like it was being caressed by a feather, an itchy feeling that she couldn't grasp or hold.

Her body was completely enveloped by the powerful aura revealed by his sturdy figure that instantly approached her, pressing down on her like Mount Tai.

Huo Yan was oppressed by his breath and could not move. He sat there stupidly and did not react for a long time.

Zhuang Zhoucheng started the car and drove out of the villa steadily.

He spoke in a low voice for several sentences, but Huo Yan was still in a daze.

Zhuang Zhoucheng couldn't help but reach out and pinch Huo Yan's face, then shouted:

"Huo Yan."

Huo Yan finally came back to her senses and turned to look at Zhuang Zhoucheng with a red face:

"In, what?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his eyebrows, held the steering wheel with one hand, looked at her slightly sideways, and said:

"What are you thinking about?"

"I didn't think anything of it."

Huo Yan quickly buried her face, held the box he handed her, placed it on her knees, and sat stiffly.

"There's cake inside. Eat some if you're hungry." Zhuang Zhoucheng whispered.

"Ah."

Huo Yan responded softly and said nothing more. It was unknown whether she heard what he said.

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at her sideways, then turned his gaze to the front, driving the car steadily, and also without making a sound.

Zhuang Zhoucheng thought Huo Yan would hold on, but he didn't expect to hear the sound of her opening the box soon after.

I couldn't help but look at her again, and the girl stuffed the cake into her mouth.

Zhuang Zhoucheng frowned slightly, paused, and handed her a tissue. Huo Yan looked up at him, somewhat puzzled.

"Wipe your hands first."

Zhuang Zhoucheng said succinctly, just take it and chew it, she doesn't mind the dirt.

Huo Yan took the tissue, wiped it roughly, and buried her head in eating her food.

Her head was lowered a little, and her loose hair covered most of her face, so when Zhuang Zhoucheng looked over, he could only see her thick, long, black hair.