Ye Yao took Xia Weimian into the nanny's car. The driver looked back and found that Ye Yao was coming up. He stepped on the accelerator and drove the nanny's car out.
After getting in the car, Ye Yao's waist hurt again. He wanted to rest in the lounge for a while, but when he heard the sound of Xia Mi Mian outside, he endured the pain and walked out.
Now he is sitting in the car, although his body hurts, but he can't make a sound.
Xia Weimian sat next to Ye Yao. She knew that he would never reveal his voice to others. Xia Weimian picked up the phone and sent a message to him and asked:
"Are you sick?"
Ye Yao glanced at his mobile phone, "I sprained my foot during training yesterday." Of course, he couldn't tell Xia Weimian that he had a waist injury.
If his injury was the same as Ye Juexi's, it would inevitably make Xia Weimian suspicious.
"I have plasters here, let me put them on for you."
Although the two are close at hand, they still communicate with each other on their mobile phones.
Seeing Ye Yao nodded, Xia Weimian took out the plaster from her bag. She went to the pharmacy and bought a few pieces that she originally wanted to bring back to the presidential palace for Ye Juexi to use.
Now think about it, that bastard's attitude towards her is so bad, she shouldn't put the plaster on Ye Juexi!
Xia Weimian tore off the plaster. She bent down and saw Ye Yao stretch out her right foot. Xia Weimian put the plaster on his ankle.
Suddenly a battery car was about to hit the nanny car. The driver turned the steering wheel and the whole nanny car swung to the side.
"Woo!" Xia Weimian was unprepared and fell on Ye Yao's lap. Her face rubbed Ye Yao's thigh and hit his crotch...
"..." Ye Yao snorted, and this collision relieved the pain in his waist a lot.
Xia Weimian's lips were scratched by the zipper, but when she realized what posture she was in, her whole face quickly heated up.
It's over! ! ((((;°Д°))))! !
She is going to be hated by Ye Yao! ! (ㄒoㄒ)! !
Is she getting up now? ? But how would she face Ye Yao after raising her face? ! (￣□￣;)! !
But if she doesn't lift her face, this posture is too strange! ! o(*≧д≦)o! !
"You are all right... right..." the driver turned his head and asked them worriedly.
It turned out that Xia Weimian buried her face in Ye Yao's crotch, and Ye Yao also covered Xia Weimian's head with her hands.
The driver stopped the sound, turned his head silently, and closed the curtains between the cars.
Styx asked him to pick up Ye Yao, saying that Ye Yao’s health is not very good. It seems that Ye Yao’s health is also due to... (￣ェ￣;)
The driver couldn't help but sigh in his heart that young people nowadays are really open. He is driving, and they are also driving...
"Huh!" Xia Weimian suddenly raised his head from Ye Yao's crotch, taking a big breath.
Ye Yao wears sunglasses and a mask. Xia Weimian doesn't know what his expression is now. She quickly moved away from Ye Yao and sat next to the car door. She turned her face out of the window and dared not look at him.
Ye Yao held his forehead, and now the atmosphere in the car suddenly became awkward. How can he ease the atmosphere
It's hard to alleviate this atmosphere, right? What's more, he couldn't make a sound, let Xia Weimian hear his voice.
Forget it, it's not alleviated...