Chapter 90

It seems that this time she really provoked Lan Qing, and Li Qingning shivered silently.

Anyway, I always have to go to the company first, but I don't even have a personal picture around, let alone a taxi.

There is no reason for the existence of such high-end villas as subway and bus.

Stepping on the 10 cm high-heeled shoes, she is desperate to walk on the road. She wants to cry without tears. I'm afraid she has already finished work when she comes to the company, but there is no other way.

At this time, a silver trot passed by her, slowed down, and came back to stop beside her.

When the car window rolled down, Feng Chi's face, which always exudes the temperament of teasing girls, appeared.

"Why, Mrs. LAN, do you walk to the company today? Is it popular for rich ladies to keep fit like this? Is this a high heel marathon? Or, is Ranlan always unhappy and kicked out of the sports car? "

Li Qingning rolled his eyes towards him and went on.

Feng Chi raised the corner of his mouth and was in a good mood. He followed her slowly all the way forward and leaned towards her and said, "don't be angry. Get on the bus and I'll see you off."

Just at this time, a familiar car drove straight towards Fengchi's car, getting closer and closer to his car, but it didn't mean to slow down at all.

It wasn't until the two cars were only two or three people away that the car slammed on the brakes.

This series of actions shocked Li Qingning, standing in the same place, covering his mouth, as if the two cars had been in close contact.

The window of the car came down slowly. In front of the steering wheel, there was Lan Qing's cold and iceberg face.

"Get in the car." His tone is light, but there is no doubt about it.

Just in front of Feng Chi's angry face, in front of Lan Qing, it's like a ball of gas. She obediently goes to the front of the car and intends to open the back door.

"Do you think I'm a driver?"

Confused by his sudden words, she stood in the same place at a loss.

Sitting in the opposite car, Feng Chi Xiao looks at all this and looks like a good play.

Lan Qing tilted her head and motioned her to sit beside him. She did not dare to neglect for a second and went around to the side of the co driver, opened the door and sat on it.

The knuckles of his fingers holding the steering wheel were clear. As soon as he stepped on the gas, the car sped up to 80 miles. Li Qingning's heart almost jumped out of his throat and stayed in the same place.

Holding the bag tightly in her hand, she stares nervously at the buildings speeding by. Suddenly, she finds that she is not wearing a seat belt. As soon as she closes her eyes, she simply doesn't think about anything.

Lan Qing made a sudden brake, her body rushed forward, and her head "banged" into the car.

Eating pain to rub his head, she looked at the man beside, some sullen.

At the moment, the chill on his face is like a ten thousand year old iceberg, which can freeze everything in the world in a moment.

She looked at him carefully and asked tentatively, "are you... OK?"

Lan Qing's thin lips tightly together, eyes have been looking at the car in front of people.

This expression is very familiar to her. Every time he shows such an expression, it means that the storm is coming.

I don't know if the air in the car is not circulating or something, but she has some breathing difficulties.

The tentative words disappeared in the small closed space, but did not wait for Lan Qing's words.

The street outside the car is bustling with white-collar workers who rush to the subway station, whether they are well-dressed or well-made; Or a simple and unimportant blue collar; Or all kinds of people who are doing low paid jobs.

Some of them look down at their watches and rush on anxiously. Some of them are holding hot snacks they just bought from roadside stalls.

All these constitute a dynamic and hasty scene.

But inside the car, time seemed to be at a standstill. Both of them were silent, and even the sound of breathing was negligible.

Li Qingning quietly looks at Lan Qing, who has no movement at all. He wants to check whether he is lying on the steering wheel and is in shock with his eyes open.

But I saw that he was holding the steering wheel more and more forcefully, and now the blue veins on the back of his white and beautiful hand suddenly appeared, showing a sense of vigor.

Seeing this scene, she quickly reflected in her mind where she had provoked him. She could make him so angry that he could not even say cruel words. She just tried to kill herself invisibly with this silent violence.

She thought of dozens of possibilities in her mind, then deliberated them one by one, and overturned them.

In the end, the only reason is that she asked him for something last night.

But she had already said it, just as it didn't happen, he was too small-minded

Think of here, she decided to take advantage of Lan Qing has not burst out to blow up his bones before, quickly escape this small land of right and wrong.

So she took a deep breath and said, "well, Mr. LAN, you must have something to do. Then I won't trouble you to take me to the company. You see, it's very busy here. I can get a taxi. Besides, I can take the subway... I'll go first." Then he reached for the door.

The fresh air outside the car just rushed in from the door with a seam open. Before Li Qingning stepped out of the car, Lan Qing's right hand holding the steering wheel swayed past her eyes and held her slender wrist tightly, lifting her wrist close to the seat back.

She was startled by his sudden action. She returned to her seat and broke free a few times, but she couldn't move at all. She just looked at the person who was facing her sideways.

His Obsidian pupils sparkled with wet light, so he stared at her as if to see through her soul.

She saw her shadow in his pupils. A small face was a little ferocious because of the pain from her wrist, and a little frightened because of the shivering chill on his face.

In this way, she was defeated under the dual pressure of body and mind. With a slight trembling and praying, she said, "don't do this..."

Lan Qing finally opened his mouth, his voice was as deep as a drum, and he almost squeezed out from his teeth. This short sentence: "Li Qingning, what do you mean? Who do you think you are? "

She was completely confused by these two questions, with the expression of "what are you talking about, I don't understand".

For a long time, he began to answer with trembling: "have I... Done anything to make you angry? Whatever it is, I apologize to you. If it's really because of last night, you'd better think I never showed up in your room last night. "

With that, regardless of the real pain from Lan Qing on his wrist, he lowered his head and was ready to bear the storm.

But unexpectedly, he threw away her arm, because of weightlessness, she leaned over to him.

The faint smell of Cologne on his body suddenly penetrated into her nose. She could not help sniffling, and was greedy for the cool and pleasant smell.