Gu Xijun underestimated Cheng Zihao's ability too much, originally thinking that dodging three or four times would make this kind of game-flowering gentry lose interest and give up.
However, when she walked out of the door of the company's office building after work, she found the black car parked on the side of the road. Through the half-open window, Cheng Zihao was leaning on the back seat in his formal attire, looking relaxed.
He seemed to have slimmed down a bit after not seeing him for a few days. The regular light gray shirt and navy blue twill tie were as uninspired as his personality.
Hesitating for a moment in her stopped steps, Gu Xijun had a flash of insight and turned back to dart around the green belt in the direction of the bus stop.
She was lucky enough to be ushered home just as she ran to the station, squeaking out a seat in the last row by the window.
The sea city in the fall, like a young woman exuding a mature flavor, is prosperous but not lacking in quiet. Gu Xijun looked out the window at the traffic and fumed, four months, it seems that she has not been able to truly integrate into this city.
The vehicle moving at an even speed suddenly braked sharply, and Gu Xijun slammed forward unguarded, knocking her chin on the back of the seat and almost shedding tears in pain. The clamor in the car continued, and it quickly became a mess.
Gu Xijun probed and watched curiously, noticing a small car parked horizontally in front of the bus.
Before she could react, the man in the light gray shirt slowly and calmly got out of the car. He knocked on the door of the car like a gentleman, then walked up in full view of everyone, walking over in the direction of Gu Xijun in diameter.
Getting out of the car. He bent over slightly, his right arm resting on Gu Xijun's shoulder in an intimate manner.
Her face immediately darkened, awkwardly avoiding the surprised gazes of the other passengers, she lowered her voice and chided, Don't fool around, this is a public place.
Cheng Zihao's face showed an expression of disbelief and did not speak, just quietly staring at the fidgety woman.
But the driver and the passengers in the car, can not help but talk. Some impatient people can not help but harshly said: we are in a hurry, two small mouth have any conflict get off to solve. Don't delay everyone's time.
Exactly. It's dangerous to stop a bus like that.
What's so great about being rich? Get out of the car!
The atmosphere became more and more intense, Gu Xijun was at a loss for words, glaring at Cheng Zihao with a sulky face, angrily scolding: you're in the way of the others, why don't you get off the car?
The look of the little woman at a loss for words, coquettish and cute, has a different flavor. Cheng Zihao's mouth curved into a nice arc, his voice was dry and direct, and he turned to the other passengers to parse: Sorry, my female friend is angry and refuses to go with me.
You...Gu Xijun was so angry that she gritted her teeth, itching to slap Cheng Zihao. Are you done, can't you just leave me alone?
Boyfriends are chasing the bus, Miss, you get off the bus, don't delay everyone's time. The crowd complained.
If you don't want to be mobbed, quickly get out of the car with me. Cheng Zihao quickly held her arm and almost carried her out of the car.
Gu Xijun's struggling to get away the whole way, as well as her face full of dislike enraged the condescending man. He coldly bent down and hugged the woman's waist, arrogantly carrying her over his right shoulder and drilling into the car that stopped the bus.
Crazy man, let go of me! Gu Xijun's wrist was clamped by Cheng Zihao, and the drama-like expression on the other's face made her even more enraged. If you don't let go, I'll call out for someone.
Cheerful laughter soon filled the carriage, and Cheng Zihao slowly loosened his hands, instead clasping his right hand on the back of the other's head, and lowered his head to kiss Gu Xijun's slightly cool, thin lips.