C74 A reassuring man

Jiang Qiaoer wanted to slap herself a few times!

How could he go back to such a desolate place!? At this moment, it was probably impossible to get another taxi. It was about to rain, and the taxi drivers had probably all gone home to sleep!

The raindrops fell down at this moment in a dramatic fashion. The soybean-sized raindrops hit the window and made a loud * Bang * sound. Through the headlights, he could see the dense and rapid rain drops falling.

Gong Yuchen tried to step on the gas pedal again, but to no avail.

"It doesn't seem to be safe." Gong Yuchen shrugged his shoulders, his gloomy eyes did not feel dejected or dejected at all, the low voice carried with it a force that made people feel at ease.

His body faintly exuded the aura of a king looking down on all under the heavens. Even if the situation was extremely dire, his appearance would bring power to others, convincing others to follow him. Jiang Qiaoer slowly curled the corner of her mouth. Perhaps, she didn't need to be anxious.

"I'll get out of the car and go take a look. Stay in the car and don't move." Gong Yuchen turned his head, his charming eyes locked onto the anxious Jiang Qiaoer as his thin lips curved into a perfect arc. He lightly nodded and turned around to push the door: "I am here, I'm not afraid."

Jiang Qiaoer nodded at him, her anxious eyes slowly calmed down, her round eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

Just as Gong Yuchen got off the car, his shirt was completely soaked by the rain, and half of his pants were soaked in water. Jiang Qiaoer leaned on the carriage as he looked at Gong Yuchen who was outside the carriage. A part of his heart suddenly collapsed, slowly revealing his pure softness. The huge and subtle sounds in his heart seemed to interweave into a different kind of emotion.

Gong Yuchen walked to the back of the car, quickly lifted the back of the car, and took out his phone to light up the area around the engine. Hesitation rippled through his eyes, but only for a moment. Then he closed the back door and returned to the car.

Asking that stupid woman to help him light the fire would probably be a waste. To prevent her from panicking, it was best not to ask her for help.

The moment Gong Yuchen returned to the car, Jiang Qiaoer started to help him pat the rain water off his body from all directions. Seeing that his face and hair were drenched, Jiang Qiaoer hesitated for a moment before taking out his own handkerchief and said: "Wipe it!"

Gong Yuchen cast a sidelong glance at Jiang Qiaoer, and her serene eyes landed on the handkerchief in her hands as she asked with a heavy voice: "You don't want to part with it? Who sent it? "

Jiang Qiaoer shook her head and bit tightly on her lips. The wrist that was holding the handkerchief was grasped by Gong Yuchen.

"Lovers?" Gong Yuchen's charming eyes tightly locked onto Jiang Qiaoer's anxious ones. With a sharp glint in his eyes, he bent down and approached Jiang Qiaoer who was dodging: "Who gave it to you?"

"My mother!" "Jiang Qiaoer was forced into a corner by him, so she directly admitted it. A handkerchief like that, if Gong Yuchen were to use it to investigate Luo Bingbing and find out that she was not Lin Shuxin, then she would have no choice but to resign to her fate." My mother gave it to me on my sixteenth birthday, and it had my favorite rose on it.

Gong Yuchen swept a glance over the handkerchief in her hand, and saw that there was indeed a pink rose embroidered on the white cotton handkerchief. His sharp eyes swept across Jiang Qiaoer's face to confirm that she was not lying, and then her gaze softened a bit as he neared Jiang Qiaoer's body: "Since you are willing to take it out, then help me wipe it yourself."

Seeing that he did not pursue the matter any further, Jiang Qiaoer became baffled by his earlier anger. Hearing his words, Ye Zichen raised her hand and scratched his head in annoyance.

Gong Yuchen also did not move, allowing Jiang Qiaoer to play by herself.

The more Jiang Qiaoer played, the more excited she got. She would pinch Gong Yuchen's hair into a watermelon and then knead it into an explosion. Just as Jiang Qiaoer was having fun, she suddenly caught a glimpse of what she was doing through the window.

"En..." "Alright, alright." Seeing Gong Yuchen's dark and gloomy eyes staring at him, Jiang Qiaoer stopped in her tracks in embarrassment. She must have eaten some bear heart leopard to actually dare to play with his hair!

"Hee hee ?" Seeing that Gong Yuchen was not paying attention to him, Jiang Qiaoer felt his hair standing on end, and laughed: "That, is still the original beautiful hairstyle, beautiful!"

"Come here!" Gong Yuchen stared at Jiang Qiaoer with her demonic eyes that were as deep as lakes and the corners of her mouth raised to form a strange smile, carrying a strong sense of oppression.

"I don't want it." Jiang Qiaoer said these three words out of the blue. Gong Yuchen, who was at the side, curved his lips a little more, and slowly narrowed his beautiful eyes: "Say it again?"

"Eh, what's the point of going over there ?" It was always like this, always starting to act cowardly at the last moment. Jiang Qiaoer was speechless. This damned fellow!

"My shirt is wet. Help me take it off." Gong Yuchen stretched out his arm, and the originally spacious space instantly became somewhat narrow. Gong Yuchen's long arm had no choice but to rest on Jiang Qiaoer's shoulder before it could stretch.

He wouldn't take off his shirt when it was wet! Jiang Qiaoer pouted unhappily, her round eyes revealed full of unwillingness.

Although she was unwilling, Jiang Qiaoer still quickly took off his shirt to get rid of the pressure on his arms.

With regards to Jiang Qiaoer's speed, Gong Yuchen curled his lips in satisfaction. He turned around and extended his arm to hang his shirt on the back seat. Gong Yuchen turned around, Jiang Qiaoer's little head looked at something, and suddenly bumped into his lower abdomen. The fluffy little head twisted and turned a few times, finally getting rid of Gong Yuchen.

"Why are you pressing down on me!" Jiang Qiaoer was unhappy, she pouted and rolled her eyes at Gong Yuchen. She searched for a long time but couldn't find it. It was all Gong Yuchen's fault!

Gong Yuchen did not say anything, her gloomy and charming eyes stared straight at Jiang Qiaoer's little head, her mouth opening and closing, her mischievous eyes, suddenly felt his throat tighten. I really want to kiss her pink mouth!

Seeing that Gong Yuchen did not say a word, Jiang Qiaoer turned his head and continued to look for her handkerchief, which Luo Bingbing had given her. She had kept it on his body the entire time and threw it away right after he took it out.

"What are you looking for?" Gong Yuchen took a few deep breaths, suppressing the throbbing in his heart. The next time that stupid woman dared to provoke him, he would definitely use her to extinguish the fire!

"The handkerchief is gone." Jiang Qiaoer was still in a hurry, and did not sense anything amiss with Gong Yuchen. She twisted her body to search for it, but he could not see the handkerchief.

Gong Yuchen pursed his lips, his peachy eyes slowly moving away as he leaned towards Jiang Qiaoer. His strength firmly pressed against Jiang Qiaoer's thighs, his strong body pressed tightly against her lower abdomen, his exquisite yet elegant face enlarged in front of her, and his warm breath stuck on her chest.