Shen Zhaozheng didn't even look at her. He just said, "I'm driving."

Shen Zhaozheng is not interested in her little girl's things.

Then she really can't find a topic to talk about. What else can she talk about?

We should not only make the atmosphere a little warm, but also not let uncle realize that she is not talking.

She scratched the back of her head and tried hard to find a topic, but she searched around her mind and found that she couldn't find any topic.

I would like to ask him how he and sister he Jiao are recently, but it seems that this uncle will get angry again.

Ah

There was a red light ahead. Shen Zhaozheng stepped on the brake and the car stopped steadily. He glanced at the people around him from the corner of his eye. The little girl seemed to be on pins and needles and was not comfortable at all.

His slender fingers rested on the steering wheel, his index finger lifted up and gently tapped the steering wheel twice.

The green light came on again. He started the car, but saw people moving. A young girl rushed by. Her sudden behavior of running a red light forced Shen Zhaozheng to slam on the brake.

Subconsciously, he helped the steering wheel with one hand and instinctively reached out to care for her and blocked her

Thinking of her body suddenly leaning forward, she instinctively grasped Shen Zhaozheng's hand, but did not scream.

Her father said that the scream would be very weak. Her father was a soldier and a deputy commander. The daughter of the deputy commander could not be so counselled.

The car stopped, and a car in the rear ran after the tail, and there was a thump again. I was scared one after another. All of them just snorted and did not cry out with shame.

When Shen Zhaozheng came back to God, he saw that his right hand was held tightly by his thoughts.

Although she seemed calm, he felt that she held his hand tightly.

She is only a 19-year-old, and she will certainly be nervous when she encounters such a sudden situation.

The owner of the car behind saw that it was a military vehicle, and immediately came up to apologize in fear.

Shen Zhaozheng said calmly: "it's OK. It's also because someone ran a red light just now, so I brake hard. It's OK. The responsibility is not on you. You can go."

The owner of the rear car left with relief.

He just looked at it and thought about it. His voice was not conscious and gentle: "is everything ok?"

If she had not been frightened, she would have found that her little uncle had never spoken to her in such a gentle voice.

She suddenly regained consciousness and tried to squeeze out a smile: "it's OK. It's OK. It's just a quick brake. What's the matter?"

Shen Zhaozheng looked at her pale face, slightly picked eyebrows: "really nothing?"

"It's OK."

"Since it's all right, let go of my hand."

After thinking about this, she found that she held Shen Zhaozheng's big hand tightly, and pushed Shen Zhaozheng's big hand away like throwing hot potato.

"Sorry, uncle."

Shen Zhaozheng's hand again took back the steering wheel, the voice is indifferent: "it's OK."

The car drove slowly forward again. Thinking about it, she began to look for the topic again. She severely reprimanded the originator just now, the girl who ran the red light.

After reading a lot of them, he found that Shen Zhaozheng didn't react at all. He asked, "uncle, do you think I'm too unreasonable?"

She is not a person who cares about other people's opinions, but she is afraid that her uncle thinks she is a bad person.

Maybe because this little uncle is really an excellent person, people always hope that in the eyes of excellent people, she is also excellent.

This is human nature.