Song Wuyou pursed his lips, and while putting on his coat, he gave him an annoyed look, "If you care about me, you shouldn't turn on the air conditioner so much."
"I'm hot!" Gu Yanhao said irritably.
As if hearing his irritability, Song Wuyou looked at him quietly for a few seconds.
The air conditioner is turned on so high, is he still hot
Gu Yanhao felt hotter and hotter, and tugged on his tie irritably.
Song Wuyou saw that his handsome face was turning abnormally red, and asked, "Did you drink a lot at Song's house?"
"I have a drink for you!" Gu Yanhao said impatiently.
When Song Wuyou heard it, he instantly understood what was going on.
He just asked her how she knew how to play the harp, but she forgot about Song Jiumei's glass of wine.
In front of her eyes, Song Jiumei saw Gu Yanhao's abnormal expression after drinking that glass of wine, making her even more sure that there was something wrong with that glass of wine.
"A glass of wine makes you so hot?" Song Wuyou pretended not to know anything, and said contemptuously.
"..." Gu Yanhao ignored Song Wuyou, and tugged on his tie again irritably.
He wanted to turn on the air conditioner a little more, but found that the air conditioner had been turned on to the maximum and could not be adjusted any further.
He rolled down the window and picked up the speed, the wind outside was blowing in.
Immediately, their hair was blown up.
Song Wuyou held down the long hair that was blown up with both hands, and stared at Gu Yanhao.
"Gu Yanhao, close the window, it's giving me a headache!"
I don't know if this body lacks exercise or has just been injured and hasn't fully recovered. It is very weak.
Gu Yanzhen glanced at her, seeing her frowning tightly, as if she was enduring a little pain, his eyes darkened.
He rolled up the car window, his eyes became extremely deep, and his irritability became more and more obvious.
Although the wind blowing in from outside was strong, it didn't make him feel cool, but instead made him feel hotter.
As soon as the window is closed, the air-conditioning blows in, which is a bit chilly.
But this coolness will soon disappear, because he feels that his body temperature is getting higher and higher...
His thin lips were tightly pursed into a line, and the brows were furrowed, looking... very uncomfortable.
Not only did I feel hot, but my neck felt thicker, and I kept pulling on my tie.
Song Wuyou saw that his reaction was a little big, and asked meaningfully: "Could it be that there is something wrong with Song Jiumei's wine?"
"squeak-"
As soon as Song Wuyou finished speaking, there was a sudden and harsh sound of wheels rubbing against the ground on the highway.
The sudden emergency brake caused Song Wuyou's body to slam forward fiercely due to inertia, and his forehead hit the front of the car.
Before he could feel the pain, he was pulled by the seat belt, and the whole person bounced back, and his entire back collided heavily with the back of the chair.
This is a kind of centrifugal action, Song Wuyou felt dizzy and dizzy immediately.
"you… "
When she glared at Gu Yanhao and wanted to blame him, she was startled by the body that suddenly covered her.
Before showing his fierce look, he looked at the approaching handsome face with horror and defense, "Gu Yanhao, what are you doing?"
"What did you just say?" Gu Yanhao asked in a low voice, with extremely dangerous eyes.
His breath sprayed on Song Wuyou's face, and she felt extremely hot.
Song Wuyou swallowed, and said quietly: "I said, maybe there is something wrong with that glass of wine."
Gu Yanhao shrank his pupils first, then narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Song Wuyou with blazing eyes.
Her face was rosy, her lips were bright red, and her eyes were sparkling and shining. Gu Yanhao suddenly felt that she was very charming.
No, it is very tempting.