Madam, president loves you secrectly

"Take what?"

Song Qianqian glanced in the rearview mirror at Jun Xiao, who was still sitting in the Cayenne. In the dark, his hair blocked all the emotions on his face. If it weren't for the blue light on his mobile phone, others would think there was no one in the car.

Seeing that he didn't answer, song Qingqian pursed his lips, but heard the driver in front ask, "sister song, shall we go directly to the airport now?"

She took back her eyes coldly, flashed a touch of uneasiness at the bottom of her eyes, and then lowered her voice: "no, go there first, and then go to the airport tomorrow morning."

The driver understood her meaning, put into gear and drove out.

Song Qianqian closed the window, sat back in the back seat, took off his sunglasses and waited lazily for Jun Xiao's answer. He only heard his thick and heavy breathing at the other end. For a long time, he replied word by word: "I don't know."

Unspeakable sadness in words.

Maybe I really don't know. No one can tell the future.

Song Qianqian stroked her forehead and couldn't help worrying about the future of the two people. In fact, these things were not so complicated. It was just that those who were in the game and those who were watching were clear. She was an outsider and had to see more clearly than anyone, but she couldn't persuade her. The corner of her lips suddenly bent a radian and said to the head, "how about love?"

Jun Xiao in the car shook up and down, and his mobile phone was subconsciously grasped by him.

Song Qianqian repeated: "how about protecting her with your love? Xiao, you know, sometimes love can dissolve a lot of things. For me, you and sissy are the two closest people in the world. You are equally important in my heart, so I don't want anything to happen to you and her."

Jun Xiao's eyes slowly went up and looked at the originally lit floor. Under the street lamp, several moths jumped at the hot lamp tile. His heart crossed a touch of self mockery, with love?

But she never loved him, never loved him, his love would only trap her.

She might hate him now.

Jun Xiao leaned against the window with his arm. The cold wind at night blew through his hair. His voice was slightly weak: "I know. Thank you for today's matter. It's safe on the road."

With that, he hung up the phone. If he went on, he couldn't tell what song Qianqian would say. But after hanging up the phone, Jun Xiao sat in the car for five minutes. There were two villains fighting in his mind. Song Qianqian suggested that he love her and let him really shake.

Suddenly want to rush up and wake her up, tell her, die together, even in hell, go down together.

But finally, it was because he suddenly remembered song Qianqian's words. Song Manxi was drunk now. He was smart in his brain, and all his emotions disappeared in a moment. He quickly opened the door, got out of the car and strode in.

In fact, after smoking that cigarette outside the toilet and answering the phone, Jun Xiao thought that perhaps song Manxi had turned back to the barbecue stand, took something to say goodbye and left directly. This is the most common way for her to deal with difficult things, ostrich attitude.

So he crossed her route directly, turned back from the path and waited for her outside. Sure enough, he waited for her before long.

He just stood in the crowd, took the shadows as a shelter, and watched the little figure drown in the crowd from a distance. Song Manxi first stood by the fence outside the lake for a while, as if looking at something. Qi Er's short hair was a little messy by the wind.

No one knew that when he looked at her standing outside the fence, his nerves were tense and his heart was about to jump out. His mind was full of thoughts. Would she be unable to think? What if she does jump? If so, is it because of your unscrupulous words?