good night warlord

"what?"

Mo Nanzhi subconsciously landed on the ground with bare feet, and then ran to the window sill to look. There were obviously a lot of cars parked around the hotel, but she quickly spotted the low-key black Bentley.

"I'll wait for you downstairs. If you want to return to the set in an hour, you still have 5 minutes to freshen up."

Mo Nanzhi clearly couldn't see the man sitting in the Bentley, but through the man's low and cold voice, he seemed to see him leaning in the room and staring at her every move.

This feeling is too weird.

"No No, Mr. Chi, I can take a taxi to the airport by myself."

For taking Chi Xianmin's car, she refused in her heart. She couldn't tell what his purpose was for what he said to her in the hotel room last time.

"It's the rush hour in the morning, it's hard for you to take a taxi, and then, the taxi won't be as fast as my car, so now you only have 3 minutes to wash up, so I can guarantee that you can accurately appear on the set within an hour."

Mo Nanzhi found that she seemed unable to refuse to take his car.

She has never dressed up very much, and she always went to the set with a plain face. Now there are only 3 minutes left, and brushing her teeth is not enough, so it is even more impossible to put on makeup.

When Mo Nanzhi, who was dressed in simple clothes and had a plain face, ran to the front of the Bentley, Mo Nanzhi clearly felt the strange eyes of the people passing by.

She ran all the way here, just to get in the car within 3 minutes, to ensure that she could return to the set within an hour, but she pulled the door on the back seat of the car, but she couldn't open it. Obviously, the door was locked .

She had no choice but to knock on the window of the cab:

"Chi Mr. Chi, open the car door, it's locked."

The window of the Bentley was lowered, revealing the man's handsome face, Chi Xianmin raised his hand and pressed the button, his lips moved:

"The co-pilot's door is open."

Mo Nanzhi was stunned for a moment, asking her to sit in the co-pilot?
Can she say no?
"I...I want to sit in the back..."

Hearing this, the man in the car raised his wrist and said:
"If you delay any longer, I will have to run 120 miles on the road later to ensure that I can bring you back within an hour..."

Another hour?
Is he planning to use this hour to eat her to death?
Mo Nanzhi gritted his teeth and had no choice but to turn to the co-pilot's seat.

Because she was dissatisfied, she closed the car door a little too hard.

Hearing the bang, the corner of the man's lips twitched:
"If I broke my car door, I wouldn't be able to pay you if I sold you."

Mo Nanzhi's eyes widened in shock at his words.

What does it mean to sell her to him?
Wait, this Bentley seems to cost tens of millions...

Mo Nanzhi looked at the car door in a panic, afraid that his rudeness just now really knocked off the paint on his car door.

Chi Xianmin saw all the cautious eyes and expression, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened. He put his hand on his lips, rubbed his index finger on his lips, and said lightly:
"We're leaving, please fasten your seat belt."

Mo Nanzhi let out a nervous sigh, then raised his hand to pull the seat belt on the seat to fasten it, but...why can't the seat belt not be pulled?
Chi Xianmin watched her fighting with the seat belt on the car, suppressed a smile and said:
"Do you need help?"

"No, no, I can do it." Mo Nanzhi couldn't believe it, they were both cars, so what's the difference in Bentley's seat belt?

Chi Xianmin didn't care about her rejection without even thinking about it. He had heard her talk too many times, and he was used to it.

Moreover, he liked the way she refused at the beginning and then had to compromise obediently in the end.

The man waited for a few more minutes, saw that the girl's forehead was sweating, pressed the corners of her lips and said:

"It's going to be late."

Late, late, late, late again.

Mo Nanzhi was speechless in his heart and could only choose to give up:

"Mr. Chi, the seat belt of your co-pilot is broken."

"Really?" The man leaned over with a light smile, but he didn't see what he was doing. Mo Nanzhi only heard a click in his ear, and the seat belt she had been pulling for a long time was simply stretched by him. up.

She was so surprised that she turned her head to look at the sound of the click. How did she know that Bentley would have such a buckle design?

She had never been the co-pilot of a Bentley before.

"All right."

A man's voice came from the base of his ear, Mo Nanzhi subconsciously looked back at him, but unexpectedly Chi Xianmin's nose was next to her cheek, and when she turned around, her cheek just brushed against his lips, paused The location is such a coincidence...

Uh... She felt that the blood in her body was flowing backwards.

The eyes had subconsciously magnified the man's face, but they just happened to fall into his faintly smiling pupils.

She felt that what she was sitting in was not a car, this... this was a stove.

Her face quickly heated up.

Everyone was stunned.

Seeing her stunned look, Chi Xianmin smelled the faint mint fragrance from her lips with the tip of his nose, which made his eyes darken, and his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down.

It's so soft, I really want to bite it...

Just thinking about it, his chest was pushed violently, and Chi Xianmin was pushed away unexpectedly.

Mo Nanzhi didn't dare to look at his face, let alone his eyes, and said hastily:

"Mr. Chi, drive quickly. If you delay any longer, you will really be late."

She blushed and stared straight ahead, as if only by doing so could she treat what just happened as if it never happened.

Chi Xianmin smiled lowly, didn't say anything, but sat upright, turned the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator, and the car slowly drove out of the parking lot.

When Mo Nanzhi heard his low laugh, his face burned even more, no, she had to say something to explain:
"Well, it was an accident just now, who made you get so close."

"……Um."

"That...that's not a kiss."

Chi Xianmin turned his head to look at her:
"If that doesn't count, what counts?"

How did Mo Nanzhi know that he still wanted to ask this question:

"I... how do I know, I..." I haven't kissed again.

Mo Nanzhi couldn't say it, so he could only explain calmly:

"When other people kiss, it's mutual affection. You like me and I like you. At best, we are flesh and blood."

After Mo Nanzhi finished speaking, he was secretly cursing what the hell he was talking about.

Sure enough, the man laughed again:
"Meat to meat..."

Mo Nanzhi regretted so much, she shouldn't have answered that strange call today, which made her have the urge to jump out of the car:

"Mr. Chi, you should be more experienced than me in kissing, so I don't need to say anything..."

Mo Nanzhi said angrily, but she was interrupted by the inertia of the car's sudden braking before she could speak. If she hadn't been wearing a seat belt, she would have hit the driver's platform just now.

She slammed back into the car seat, and Mo Nanzhi couldn't help feeling lingering in her heart. Seeing that there were no vehicles, no pedestrians, or even cats and dogs on the road ahead, she felt depressed:

"What are you slamming on the brakes for?"

Chi Xianmin supported the steering wheel with one hand, leaned on her seat with the other hand, looked at her coldly and said:

"Tell me, why should I have more experience with kissing than you?"