The crisp slap seemed to be echoing in the carriage.

Facing the dark eyes he looked at, Lu Jiaoyi's eyes dodged a little, and slowly put down her hand that was still raising in the air: "Who told you to kiss me without my consent?"

Wen Feihang used the tip of his tongue to hit the corner of his mouth, which was numb and numb. After a moment, he smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, if you are happy, you can just hit it, I won't hurt."

Lu Jiaoyi: "..."

"But...I still want to kiss you..."

Compared with the previous ones, this kiss was like a storm, violent and powerful.

Taking advantage of the moment when Lu Jiaoyi opened her mouth slightly in surprise, Wen Feihang hugged her back tightly, and quickly picked her teeth with the wet tip of her tongue, and broke into every corner of her mouth without any obstacle. Lu Jiaoyi's insignificant resistance did not play any role at all, but instead stimulated him to deepen the kissing force. Lu Jiaoyi felt that her breathing was getting faster and faster, and later, due to difficulty in breathing, she even made her mouth feel incredible.

"Yiyi, I used to think that you were still young and didn't know how to love each other, but now I don't want to wait."

Don't dare to wait.

Lu Jiaoyi was used to putting him in the same position as Lu Yichen. If he still boiled the frog in warm water like before, he would not force her to step closer. At the end, he would only look at others with regret and hold the beauty back.

Wen Feihang kissed her earlobe from her cheek, and the hot air spurted into her ears, making her feel numb: "You have such a big temper, I'm not relieved and don't want to hand you over to someone else."

"You will suffer."

Lu Jiaoyi turned her head and looked straight at his gentle and watery gaze. The gaze seemed to be able to absorb people in just one glance, and she could never leave them. After two seconds of stunnedness, she pushed the person away again as if she woke up from a dream, then she panickedly untied her seat belt and pushed the car door and got out of the car.

"Yiyi—"

Wen Feihang followed and got out of the car, but Lu Jiaoyi shook it away and grabbed the hand that grabbed her arm.

She stopped a taxi, took it in, and glared at Wen Feihang, then threw it hard onto the car door.

Lu Jiaoyi reported the address of the Ding family mansion and ordered the driver: "Drive!"

Wen Feihang shook his head and laughed, took the car back, started the car and followed the taxi.

The driver saw Wen Feihang's car following behind in the rearview mirror, and turned around and said to Lu Jiaoyi with a smile: "Little girl, is that your boyfriend? Are you a quarrel? I think he cares a lot about you and keeps driving."

Lu Jiaoyi pursed her lips, and did not answer the driver's words, nor did she look back.

When he returned to the Ding family mansion, Ding Yujun and others had just had dinner when they saw Lu Jiaoyi running in like a gust of wind. Ding Yujun was wondering: "Why did you come back so early? Didn't you say you wanted to play with your friends for a while?" He felt that Lu Jiaoyi's face was not right, and walked over to touch it, "Why is your face so red? Are you sick and fever?"

"No, my friend has something to do, so I'll go back first." Lu Jiaoyi avoided Ding Yujun's hand and ran upstairs, "Mom, grandma, sister-in-law, I'm tired, go upstairs to bed first. Don't come up to find me."

Ding Yujun shouted twice from behind, all of whom were isolated outside the closed door by Lu Jiaoyi.

She threw the bag onto the bed and threw herself into the soft mattress.

At this moment, a message suddenly came from his hand.

Lu Jiaoyi buried her face in the quilt, her arms stretched out to fumble around, and she hooked up her strap to find out her phone. She raised her face and saw that it was a message sent by Wen Feihang.

——When I get home, I have breakfast and good night.

Lu Jiaoyi angrily tried to find a "An old driver should not play with his mobile phone" and sent it to him, and then threw the phone away.

Wen Feihang's words kept replaying in his ears. That night, Lu Jiaoyi had insomnia in the first half of the night and finally fell asleep in a daze in the second half of the night, but she kept dreaming of color. The male protagonist in the dream was Wen Feihang from beginning to end.

When I was woken up by the ringtone of my phone the next day, the lingering scenes in my dreams were clearly engraved in my mind, so real that it seemed like I had experienced it myself.

Lu Jiaoyi slapped her cheek twice and woke up a little. She looked around and found the phone that fell on the carpet.

The call number is from Kyoto, but she doesn't know it.

Lu Jiaoyi hesitated for two seconds and still connected.

The woman's voice came from the other end, which sounded familiar: "Miss Lu, it's me, Mu Xin."

Mu Xin...Mu Xin? The woman who went downstairs with Wen Feihang last night?

Lu Jiaoyi lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and said in a lukewarm tone: "What are you doing when you call me?"

"It's nothing. I think today is Saturday. Do you have time? Let's come out to meet."

Lu Jiaoyi sneered, giving no face at all: "Who are you? You said I will meet you when I meet?"

"The wise man doesn't say secret words. I asked Miss Lu for flying. I think it's necessary to tell you. After all, I'm the one he's about to get along with now. I heard that you and him have always been unclear. It's not too much for me to come out to tell you clearly?"

Mu Xin's tone was obviously provoking. Lu Jiaoyi was furious, but she didn't feel any more impulsive as before. She tried her best to suppress her anger: "Where do you want to meet me?"
Chapter completed!