Su Mian was dumbfounded and it took him a long time to find his voice.

"You are so strong that he still makes himself look like this?"

Yu Miao looked at her speechlessly, and then replied for a while, "Men can't flirt, they will get angry, and the unlucky one is the woman."

For some reason, Su Mian suddenly thought of Zhong Nanqin.

Thinking of him, I think of last night...

Uncontrolled, the cheeks began to get hot.

She stood up and didn't look at Yu Miao. She walked out and said to her, "I'm going to cook."

Yu Miao stared at her dyed cheeks and couldn't help asking, "Why is your face red?"

Su Mian didn't look back, "It's hot."

Yu Miao, "It's all nonsense, how can the air conditioner in our house be turned on?"

But after she said that, she seemed to understand something.

He asked her with a smile, "Did you remember something? When you came back that day, your neck was also green and red..."

Su Mian suddenly turned around and glared at her coquettishly, "Do you still want to eat?"

Yu Miao immediately raised his hand to surrender, "I won't say anything anymore. I haven't had a day and I'm almost starving to death."

"I deserve it!"

......

Before going to bed at night, Su Mian received a call from Zhong Nanqin.

He seemed to have drunk some wine, and his low voice was a little drunk.

He called her name on the other end, "Su Mian."

His voice is the best male voice Su Mian has ever heard.

Low, magnetic, pleasant.

In such a late night, I came through the microphone, making people's hearts tremble slightly.

She responded softly, "Yeah."

"Sleep?"

"Um."

"Lying in bed?"

Su Mian's cheeks were a little hot. She didn't reply to him, but asked, "Do you have something to do?"

The other end was silent for a few seconds, and then said to her, "I just finished the social engagement and was on the way back."

Su Mian turned her head and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was almost eleven o'clock now.

She said to the other end, "Go back early to rest."

But the next second, she heard Zhong Nanqin say...

"Su Mian, I want to see you!"

"No!" Su Mian refused directly, "I'm already asleep."

"You can get up after sleep..."

"Zhong Nanqin," Su Mian was a little annoyed, "I don't want to see you!"

After saying that, she hung up the phone and then turned off the phone.

Su Mian really doesn't want to see Zhong Nanqin.

Since that happened last night, Su Mian felt that he could not face Zhong Nanqin.

When she thought of him watching, she helped him do that with her hands...

Su Mian felt that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl in it, and she would never come out for the rest of her life.

Too embarrassing!

What a shame!

I feel a little embarrassed!

Many emotions were mixed together, which made her reluctant to see Zhong Nanqin now.

Even he didn't want to answer the phone number again.

And Zhong Nanqin seemed to have a sudden excuse, either calling her or coming to her directly.

There were also various hints and flirting with her in her words...

Su Mian can't bear it!

......

Inside the silver-gray Bentley car, Zhong Nanqin sat in the back seat.

He heard the 'beep' hanging sound from his phone, and he tugged his sexy lips slightly.

He put away his cell phone, leaned against his seat and closed his eyes.

I drank a little too much tonight and my head hurts slightly.

He raised his hand, gently pressed the position of the forehead with his slender fingers. After pressing it a few times, he suddenly asked the driver, "What day is today?"

The driver immediately replied, "No. 20."

"Um."

Zhong Nanqin didn't say anything, and his eyes slowly opened.

Looking at the night view flying past the car window, he remembered the day he met Su Mian.

That day seemed to be April 20th.

In a blink of an eye, it was August, and the two of them had met each other for five months.

After five months, she finally let go of her sensitivity and timidity and no longer hide from him.

She even asked him to sleep with her arms.

When I thought of last night, her little hand holding him like that...

Zhong Nanqin took a deep breath and forced himself to stop thinking.

Will not stand it!

......

Friday is coming in a blink of an eye.

Su Mian continued to live her comfortable summer vacation.

Until 4:30 pm, she received a call from Meng Nan.

Then she remembered that she had promised Zhong Nanqin a few days ago to be his female companion at the charity banquet tonight.

Meng Nan said to her on the other end of the phone, "Teacher Su, you don't need to prepare anything. Mr. Zhong has already prepared it for you. His car will arrive in a while. Just wait for him at home."

After hanging up the phone, Su Mian couldn't help thinking that Meng Nan was Zhong Nanqin's secretary, and she not only had outstanding temperament and beautiful appearance.

More importantly, Meng Nan was able to become Zhong Nanqin's secretary, and was many times better than her in interpersonal relationships and social engagements.

He gave up such a good female companion, but chose her, a dumb goose who knew nothing.

She really couldn't understand what Zhong Nanqin thought.

But since he had agreed to him, Su Mian did not dare to delay any further.

After changing out, she said to Yu Miao, who was playing games in the bedroom, and she walked out with her bag.

Not long after I arrived downstairs, a smoke-colored Rolls-Royce drove over slowly and finally stopped in front of her.

The driver's seat door opened, and the driver walked down and opened the rear door for her.

"Miss Su, please come in."

Su Mian raised her eyes and looked at the man sitting inside. She hesitated for a moment and stepped onto the car.

The car door closed, and the closed space suddenly became narrower.

After the driver got in the car, he quickly started the car and the smokey Rolls-Royce drove out of the community steadily.

The space inside the car was actually very large, but Su Mian quietly moved to the window until her body was tightly pressed against the car door before stopping.

She sat there in a normal manner, looking out the window with her pink lips gently pursed.

There was silence in the carriage.

There is only a slight engine sound from the car.

Until Zhong Nanqin, who was beside him, finished checking the email and putting away the iPad.
To be continued...