The warm marriage and cute wife of the rich and famous

Chapter 51 You just need to brush your face

The sound of closing the car door didn't pull Song Xiaoqiao back from her daze.

At the boarding place, a man wearing sunglasses was smiling slightly.Even wearing sunglasses, it can be seen that he is almost borderline handsome.

This person is about 25 or [-] years old, with well-cut hair dyed blonde, and a stud earring inlaid with diamonds on his left ear.

The pink suit was slung over his shoulders, and the collar of the white shirt had three buttons unbuttoned, exposing the wheaten skin inside.

Wonder what your eyes look like under sunglasses?

Song Xiaoqiao, who came back to her senses, thought about it in her heart.

The man whistled at her, causing an instant commotion.

The women beside Song Xiaoqiao were scratching their heads, or arranging their hair, and some exaggeratedly took out their cosmetic bags to touch up their makeup.

"It must have been blown at me just now, oh my god, it's so handsome."

"You, forget it, it must be me."

God, Song Xiaoqiao is almost going to be like them. Fortunately, after seeing Duan Xiu, she has become somewhat resistant to handsome men.

But what she didn't know was how irresistible she was just now.

She turned and looked out of the car, wait a minute, the Lamborghini was following, and she looked at the man again.

This car is not his, is it?

The man stood by the coin box and began to dig out his wallet.

After a while, he took out a piece of Grandpa Mao and looked at the driver with some embarrassment, "Well, beauty, I don't have one, can this one work?"

The driver was almost forty, and when he said this, his face blushed immediately, and he said directly: "No need, you can just swipe your face."

The man was slightly stunned, and saw the driver take out a dollar and said to a teenage girl beside him, "Help vote."

"Okay." The girl happily walked to the coin box, put the money in, and then quickly walked to the place where she was standing just now, the whole process did not dare to raise her head, her face was already flushed.

Song Xiaoqiao watched the scene, thinking in her heart, if Duan Xiu came, would she be treated like this?
Not necessarily, he doesn't like to talk very much, people don't necessarily brush his face.

"Hi, beauty, my name is Cai Meng, let me meet you." The man walked behind Song Xiaoqiao before he knew it, and introduced himself.

Cai Meng?

After hearing this sound, some people looked at him in disbelief.

Wearing sunglasses, I really didn't see it for a while.

Song Xiaoqiao stared blankly at the man in front of her. She looked to both sides, but there was no one behind the glass.

"Whatever to look at, it's you." Cai Meng smiled at Song Xiaoqiao.

This smile caused many people to whisper.

"So handsome."

"Better than the picture."

Song Xiaoqiao looked at him, and saw someone take off the sunglasses.

"Ah, it's really him, God!"

"Young Master Cai, you actually saw a real person."

After exclaiming, someone took out the phone.

Cai Meng seemed to know, and directly waved his hands, "I refuse to take pictures today."

"Yes Yes."

Song Xiaoqiao looked at the man one meter away, and her peach blossom eyes were looking at her with light at the moment.

She touched her face, a little confused.

Seeing her appearance, Cai Meng burst out laughing directly.

An evildoer, even more evildoer than Duan Xiu.

The point is, she doesn't know him.

She tried to calm herself down, "I don't know you, and I don't want to know you either."

"Hey, how did you talk?"

Someone immediately began to criticize Song Xiaoqiao.

"It's over, Young Master Cai is going to be angry."

Some people began to secretly imagine Song Xiaoqiao's unlucky appearance.

Cai Shao?

Wait a minute, is it—

Song Xiaoqiao thought of something, she slightly raised her hand, "You, you—"

"What's wrong with me?" Cai Meng raised his eyebrows, "How do you remember me?"

She is not sure now, and Duan Xiu turned off the phone again, so it is not good to ask him, and it seems that it is not good to call to ask him now.

Song Xiaoqiao shook her head, "No."

"Oh." Cai Meng was a little disappointed, and suddenly stepped forward, pressing one hand directly on the car window behind Song Xiaoqiao, and the car slammed into the car.

At this moment, Lamborghini, who was following the bus, honked a few times.

Cai Meng acted as if he didn't hear it, and pressed his other hand on the glass behind Song Xiaoqiao. If his arms weren't too long, he would have imprisoned Song Xiaoqiao in his arms.

Song Xiaoqiao's eyes widened when she was trapped, her heart was beating wildly.

She couldn't breathe well, and it didn't feel right.

"Remember me now?"

Cai Meng decided to continue the teasing to the end, and glanced at the car outside the car window from the corner of his eye.

That glance was obviously mischievous.

"I, I remember now." Song Xiaoqiao was frightened and stuttered, and said directly that she remembered.

Hearing this sound, Cai Meng withdrew his hand in satisfaction, and stood beside her, holding the pull ring. The whole process was extremely chic.　
The women on the side were all shocked, they were all very envious of Song Xiaoqiao's good life.

If such a handsome guy came to accost him, he would probably kick him out immediately even if he had a husband.

"It seems that someone didn't mention me very much in front of you, so sad." Cai Meng said in a low voice, his voice was clearly a little sour.

Song Xiaoqiao thought for a while, in this case, there should be no mistake.

He is the owner of the farm that Duan Xiu mentioned, so it will be easy.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a cold light coming from outside, but she saw nothing when she looked over.

She looked away, and saw that Cai Meng had gotten very close to her at some point.

"Well, can you stand over there?" This distance is not what they should have. Song Xiaoqiao said it very tactfully. After she finished speaking, she regretted it a little.

Because when Cai Meng heard her say that, he got closer.

A pleasant cell phone rang, and Song Xiaoqiao hurriedly said as if she had been redeemed: "Young Master Cai, your cell phone is ringing."

Even if he didn't look at it, Cai Meng knew who was calling. He pretended to be careless, and slowly took out his mobile phone from his trousers pocket.

"Hey--"

"You choose your hands and legs."

Cai Meng chuckled and heard a beep, "Hey, someone is angry, it's not fun at all."

As he spoke, he separated a little distance from Song Xiaoqiao, and the phone rang again.

"One meter away." As soon as he connected, he heard these words, and just as he was about to reply, he heard beeping again.

At this moment, he looked at Song Xiaoqiao seriously.

Short hair, and wearing such a pair of black square-rimmed glasses, and looking at what she was wearing, he scratched his head, frowned slightly, and murmured: "It's not that good, why—"

"Huh? What did you say?" Song Xiaoqiao turned to look at him.

With this glance, Cai Meng was stunned immediately.

The lenses were tinted, so he couldn't see those eyes clearly, but he was really shocked by this sight even though he had seen countless girls.

Although through the colored lenses, he felt an inexplicable shock in his heart, which he really didn't have in the past 25 years.

The brows that were originally slightly frowned slowly dispersed, and were stained with a touch of starlight.

Seeing that he was silent, Song Xiaoqiao turned around and looked out of the car.

The car was still following, and there seemed to be a vague figure staring at her behind the window. She felt inexplicably stressed, and she involuntarily moved aside to get away from Cai Meng.

Looking at the past again, the pressure suddenly eased. Why did she feel that the person in the car window seemed to be smiling, hey, is she hallucinating?
(End of this chapter)