Xin Chang's body squatted slightly, copied her with both hands and picked her up.

Catherine was hugged by a princess, her heart beat faster, and a crimson blush gradually appeared on her face.

Her eyes dodged and looked around. Her voice was filled with an imperceptible tremor: "you put me down, I can go by myself..."

"Then run one for me?" Squinting at her, Christine quickened her pace towards his McLaren.

For the first time in her life, she enjoyed his princess hug. She was still dizzy when she sat in the passenger car.

"It's not to let you stay in the apartment for rest. When I say it, it's a breeze, isn't it?" Christine yelled as she drove.

His face was tight, his eyebrows frowned, and he was particularly dissatisfied with her private departure.

Catherine turned her head away from his angry face: "I haven't made a light bulb to disturb the world of others."

"Then I really have to thank you for making room for my two person world!" Yelled angrily.

He said it was the same thing. Hearing the two people's world from his mouth, his heart was another taste.

Astringent, some stuffy chest, like a breath stuck there, can't go up or down.

When she didn't speak, Christine warned in a cold voice, "Katherine, don't think I really can't do anything with you. I'll deal with you even if I'm in a hurry!"

"Why, want to kill me?" Catherine turned her head and looked faintly at his handsome side face.

"You can wait and see."

Catherine shook her head and said, "Christine, I really didn't know my leaving would make you so angry. My body is my own business. What position and identity do you care so much?"

Christine hummed coldly and disdained to answer her, "boss. Is this identity enough?"

The scope of responsibilities and obligations that should be fulfilled only by your boyfriend or other half. I just don't want to disturb your intimacy with women. You don't have to catch up. It's not good to make the little beauty sad. "

In the second half of the sentence, she didn't even notice how sour the tone was. Of course, Christine in her anger didn't find it.

"Creak -" McLaren made a sudden brake, the wheels rubbed the ground fiercely, and Kankan stopped.

Katherine hit forward with inertia. Fortunately, she fastened her seat belt and was fine.

She bumped back into the back of the chair. She turned her head and stared at Christine: "you're crazy!"

"I think you're the crazy one!" Christine hit the steering wheel with a punch and roared: "you don't want to do it with me. What's the matter with me looking for another woman? Don't give me a beating around the Bush accusation. Catherine, all the responsibility for me looking for a woman lies with you! Also, don't fucking talk to me. It doesn't bother me. Don't lie to me about going abroad!"

Catherine didn't speak, Christine continued to roar: "I really think I want to take care of you? I'm worried that you're just because you've been with me for so many years. Even if you keep a dog for so many years, you will have feelings, not to mention that it's not a dog! Don't want me to take care of you? Well, I really don't care about you until I'm full! Catherine, this is the last time. I won't ask if you're dead or alive in the future! Remember it for me!"

With that, Christine took a few deep breaths, guessed the accelerator, ran out, roared and sped out.

Catherine didn't speak from beginning to end. She listened to every word he said, his anger, his anger

Gently close your eyes and lean all your body weight against the back of the chair, with a strong melancholy in your heart.

Christine, you won't know that I don't want you to care, but I don't want your identity to be inconsistent with the identity I expect in my heart