The male protagonist is bad again, and the dedicated host is going crazy

Chapter 261: The History of a Beijing Dandy Chasing a Wife 07

He would go back only for the Yun family's sake.

Jian Tinghe found a suitable reason for his behavior in his heart.

But as I was thinking this, the scene I had just seen suddenly appeared in my mind again.

The person in the passenger seat was sitting alone.

Although her head was looking in his direction, her eyes were closed. She was obediently following his instructions and going to sleep for a while.

In the dimness, I seemed to be swallowed up by loneliness and desolation.

Looks a bit pitiful.

At that moment, Jian Tinghe felt a little uncomfortable in his chest.

Okay, he admits it.

Today I feel a little too compassionate and can't bear it.

Seeing that he denied it, Su Muyou was not angry.

Thinking of Guaidongguai's instructions, he didn't reach out to take it.

He just leaned towards the driver's seat and asked casually, "I want you to feed me."

What kind of medicine does he need the eldest young master to take personally?

Jian Tinghe frowned slightly.

In this situation, he could only briefly comment, "They are pushing the envelope."

I must have been dazzled just now.

What is there to pity about this second-generation rich kid?

His sympathy is unnecessary.

What Jian Tinghe didn't realize was that although his voice was cold, there was no impatience or anger in it.

However, another person in the car noticed it.

Su Muyou was not worried at all about being beaten, nor was he afraid that the other party would splash the mineral water in his hand directly on his face.

He opened his mouth and let out a drawn-out "ah--".

If you want to push for an inch, then push for an inch.

Jian Tinghe looked at him in silence.

In a moment, he was defeated by this shamelessness.

In the end, I followed his wishes and fed the pills into his mouth myself, then handed him some water.

Su Muyu enjoyed Jian Tinghe's care like a paralyzed person.

I was thirsty too, so I gulped down half a bottle of water.

After drinking it, he burped and said in a frivolous way, "It's so sweet."

In fact, the full sentence should be "The water you fed is so sweet as expected."

But it was so embarrassing that he really couldn't say it!

It's a bit of a hooliganism, but not completely.

If someone with a thicker brains were to speak of it, they would probably think he was talking about the sugar coating on the outside of the pill.

However, Jian Tinghe still got what he meant.

After all, the second young master of the Yun family is well-known, what good words can he say?

He snorted lightly, selectively ignoring the harassment, while picking up the scattered things, "Fasten your seat belts."

Su Muyou sat up straight and continued to make greedy demands, "Tie it for me!"

"Shall I tie it for you?"

Jian Tinghe repeated his words in a very soft voice, his eyes flickering slightly, "Okay, do you want another gift?"

Su Muyou came over with anticipation in his eyes, "What gift?"

What about such a good thing?

"I'll break your hand by the way." Jian Tinghe's tone couldn't be more serious.

After saying that, his eyes swept over his hands.

He seemed to be considering whether to hit his left hand, right hand, or both hands.

If things continue like this, this second-generation rich kid will climb over his head and show off his power.

Su Muyou's expression froze slightly.

"Click."

The next second, the seat belt buckle was fastened.

He did it himself.

Su Muyou curled his lips, looking very angry.

Seeing that he had behaved himself, Jian Tinghe turned around and started the car.

The buzzing roar of a supercar can make the hearts of car lovers boil with excitement.

The car slowly drove out of the parking lot with the two of them.

Unfortunately, the two people in the car were used to this and did not show any surprise.

Su Muyou tilted his head and stared at Jian Tinghe who was driving seriously.

He prefers people who drive rather than cars.

His eyes moved from his forehead to the bridge of his nose, and then to his lips.

Harassment can take many forms.

In addition to verbal and physical interactions, there is also eye contact.

The presence is also not weak.

Su Muyou spit on himself and took a small step towards the 'pervert'.

Some are happy while others are sad about this.

What I like is the twists and turns.

It could see the interaction between the two clearly in the small dark room.

There is no doubt that its host's acting skills have been further improved after its enlightenment!

Seeing that his proposal was adopted, Guaidongguai was so happy that he couldn't express it in words.

It is not just a lazy guy, it is also a very useful tool!

The one who was worried was Jian Tinghe.

The gaze that fell on me was quite noticeable, as if it carried a burning temperature.

It made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Before this, Jian Tinghe had been looked at openly and covertly by others because of this face.

But for someone as passionate and persistent as the other party, the number of times could never exceed one hand.

Due to psychological reasons, the leather seats became a little uncomfortable.

The silence in the car didn't last long.

Su Muyou suddenly asked, "Can I touch your hair?"

It is long and black, like a piece of valuable silk.

He really wanted to touch it, without any other intention, just pure appreciation.

But reputation hurts.

No matter what he thinks, he is always seen as having bad intentions by outsiders.

Jian Tinghe refused coldly without even thinking, "No."

The only people who can touch his hair are himself and the barber.

Su Muyu was not at all discouraged by the rejection. He had not expected things to go so smoothly.

The second-generation rich have a bad temper and limited patience, but they are favored by beauties.

He used a little provocation, "Why not? Don't be so stingy."

At the same time, Su Muyou suddenly remembered the settings in the original plot.

Jian Tinghe is positioned as the protagonist.

He rubbed his fingers and became more alert.

In other words, in this world, he has the possibility of successfully counterattacking?

This little trick is not even a trick. Jian Tinghe was indifferent. "I am naturally stingy."

I don’t know if someone has become so bold and ambitious.

"Very good, with personality."

Su Muyou seized the opportunity and said a line that appeared in almost every old domineering president novel, "Successfully caught my attention."

Jian Tinghe let out a long sigh.

Just talk nonsense.

How did he get entangled if he didn't attract attention?

Unfortunately, the light ahead was red, showing a countdown of more than forty seconds.

The red supercar stopped at the intersection.

Jian Tinghe looked at the jumping numbers and tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, "Go take a nap. I'll call you when we get there."

There were some words he really couldn't handle.

"Wow, if you don't want to touch me, then don't touch me. Now you don't even want to chat?" Su Muyou's tone was filled with shock, "Then you really are..."

Jian Tinghe suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, and quickly pulled it up to the ends of his hair that were hanging on his chest, "Okay."

Use actions to silence them.

Su Mu was even more confused.

I didn't feel a thing, it was over in a flash.

The total length of stay was probably less than a second.

It wasn't as obvious as the unexpected experience I had just now when I pulled his tie.

"Very stingy." He then finished what he had not finished saying.

The street light turned green and Jian Tinghe restarted the car.

He looked straight ahead and nodded indifferently, "Yeah. Go to sleep."

It's getting late too.