Dressed as a fake young master, I tear up the script

Rong Tingye got out of the car just as Xia Xingqiao was about to run there, and now he is leaning against the front of the car.

Originally it was just a simple movement, but Rong Tingye's appearance and temperament were too good, so he looked like a pictorial, which was very pleasing to the eye.

Xia Xingqiao ran up to Rong Tingye and stood still, her eyes sparkling.

"Doctor Rong, have you been waiting long?"

Rong Tingye raised his hand and stroked Xia Xingqiao's slightly disheveled hair, with a soft smile in his eyes, he whispered, "No, I just arrived."

Xia Xingqiao raised her head, looked at Rong Tingye and couldn't help but also bent her eyes and smiled.

"Then let's go."

Rong Tingye walked around to the other side and opened the door next to the passenger seat for Xia Xingqiao.

After Xia Xingqiao sat down, Rong Tingye returned to the driver's seat.

Xia Xingqiao sat in the co-pilot obediently, with her hands on her lap, her back straight like a student listening carefully in class.

Seeing his cute appearance, Rong Tingye couldn't help tapping twice with his fingers on the steering wheel.

But in the end, he just reminded: "Jojo, seat belt."

"Oh, alright."

Xia Xingqiao blushed slightly, lowered her head, found the seat belt next to her and pulled it out.

But for some reason, this seat belt seemed to be specially against Xia Xingqiao, and it suddenly got stuck after he pulled it out halfway.

And the length pulled out cannot be buckled into the slot on the other side at all.

Xia Xingqiao: QAQ

Broken, is it broken?

Xia Xingqiao was a little inexplicably nervous after sitting in the car, but now she was pulling on her seat belt to feed herself.

But embarrassingly, no matter how hard he pulled it out, the seat belt still didn't budge.

"Do you need help?"

As soon as the words finished, before Xia Xingqiao nodded, Rong Tingye leaned sideways.

Xia Xingqiao: "!!!"

so close!It felt like the tip of Dr. Rong's nose almost rubbed against his ears!

Xia Xingqiao couldn't help holding his breath, his eyes widened slightly as he watched Rong Tingye take the seat belt from him, and the fingers of the two accidentally touched each other.

Xia Xingqiao was startled, and quickly retracted her fingers as if they were being burned.

But after retracting, Xia Xingqiao felt that he was overreacting and a little impolite, so his body became more rigid.

The two were very close, Rong Tingye's slender fingers grabbed the seat belt, and he didn't know what he did, the seat belt finally retracted with a whoosh.

Doctor Rong stretched out his arm as if giving him a hug, Xia Xingqiao's back was pressed tightly against the seat, and the hand on his side had unconsciously clenched the corner of his clothes.

... Weak, pitiful, yet afraid to move.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Xia Xingqiao seemed to chuckle when he heard Rong Tingye.

He went over Xia Xingqiao to pull the seat belt that had retracted after recovery, and this time the length of the pull was just right.

Doctor Rong lowered his head, a strand of hair suddenly fell from his forehead, and the tip of the hair was about to touch Xia Xingqiao's chest.

With a click, the seat belt is buckled.

Rong Tingye's body retreated.

He looked at Xia Xingqiao and asked suspiciously, "Is it hot in the car?"

Xia Xingqiao covered her face violently, shook her head vigorously, and her voice escaped through her fingers: "No! Let's go quickly!"