Master Zhan, Calm Down!

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No one spoke, but no one left first.

Standing outside the clinic, one tall and one short, the height is so familiar.

Suddenly, Sanno felt a little guilty.

Only he knows what he is guilty of.

An Xiaoyang never asked him to take off his helmet from beginning to end, nor did he mention it. Where would a normal person do? Is she already doubting his identity?

Sano looked down at the injury on his arm.

Smile slightly.

Sooner or later.

When he appeared in the apartment in his real body, she would find out sooner or later, and she might look at her arm when she came up.

Sang Nuo thought for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking, and finally took a long breath of relief.

An Xiaoyang looked at him in response.

Sang Nuo suddenly stepped forward a few steps to the locomotive, turned and looked at her with a helmet in his hand, "Come up."

An Xiaoyang watched him for two seconds, then walked over, took the helmet, and put it on.

Sangnuo got into the car first, and An Xiaoyang then took advantage of his shoulders to sit behind him.

Sang Nuo turned his head obliquely, without looking at her, but his voice was deep and complicated, "Why don't you ask me where I am taking you now?"

An Xiaoyang leaned forward and said lightly, "Anyway, you won't hurt me."

Then he looked straight in through the helmet, "Isn't it?"

The words came out.

Sang Nuo laughed, then turned around, did not speak any more, started the car, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

How could he harm her.

Of course it won't hurt her.

It's just that the pedal stepped on the accelerator suddenly, which caught people off guard. An Xiaoyang's small body slammed into it.

The soft body hit his hard back.

She snorted in pain, and after relieving, An Xiaoyang lowered her head abruptly, only to realize that her hands were actually hugging his waist just now.

She stared at him for a while, and when she slowly raised her head, her small lips were pressed lightly, her hand still circled his waist, just like that, she never moved away.

She didn't want to say, she just smelled a familiar breath.

The unique breath of each person.

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Sonnau started the car to take her to a place she didn't know, and the locomotive galloped all the way, seeming to blow away some summer heat.

The skirt under her long skirt is constantly fluttering.

When he was about to reach his destination, An Xiaoyang knew that it was the seaside.

It's just that the seaside this time is different from the port seaside she has been to before.

It is in the suburbs, and the beach is not wide but long, and there are many people kicking the waves barefoot by the sea.

When he arrived at the place, An Xiaoyang slowly loosened his waist. When she was wearing her skirt, he was afraid of passing out. He who was still sitting in front stretched out a hand to let her steady him down.

Finally, he took a long leg and got off the locomotive neatly.

After Sang Nuo got off the car, he didn't go to the shallows either, but just stood there. He was so lazily leaning on the locomotive behind him for a stop.

An Xiaoyang took off his helmet, shook off the short hair that was soft to the shoulder, and took a deep breath.

Sky blue, shouting, sweet sea breeze.

Her fluttering skirt.

She just closed her eyes.

But the next second, she suddenly heard a word.

"You like me."

"Huh? What did you say?"