Chapter 1,442 I Seem to Have Evil Thoughts About You

Chapter 1442 I seem to have evil thoughts about you

The light coming from the window shone on his face. Facing the light, his face became a little blurry, and the sense of alienation around him became stronger. He walked towards her step by step...

"Tsk, your tone is full of pity. It seems that the dangerous person you need to watch out for is not Mo Yongheng, but you!"

Nian Xiaomu's words floated into her ears like a spell.

Zheng Yan stretched out her hand and pressed her chest. She found that her heartbeat accelerated for the first time in front of the opposite sex. She couldn't tell whether it was because she was shy or nervous. When she saw Mo Yongheng walking towards her, she suddenly blushed in dissatisfaction. Then... I wanted to run.

If that doesn't count as running away.

But before she could take a step, Mo Yongheng had already walked up to her and glanced down at her.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Your face is very red."

Zheng Yan: "..."

Who says girls feel uncomfortable when they blush? She's so shy!

Hey, how do you explain this to a straight man who has never been in love, never had any scandals, and may not even know what it feels like to be in love?

You can't directly say "Mo Yongheng, I seem to have evil thoughts about you", or "Mo Yongheng, you are not married and I am not married, do you mind if I get involved with you?"

She was afraid that Mo Yongheng would treat her as a madman and send her to the hospital the next second.

Forget it!

She must have been poisoned by Xiao Mumu's words and had hallucinations. She didn't even like Fan Yu who was so gentle, how could she like Mo Yongheng, a boring gourd.

If they were really together, they probably wouldn't have more than three conversations a day.

She was afraid that she would be suffocated to death!

"Zheng Yan, what are you thinking about?" Seeing that she didn't speak, Mo Yongheng thought she was really uncomfortable and touched her forehead with his hand.

Her forehead was a little hot, and so was her face.

She had just taken a shower with him, and there was an obvious temperature difference between her somewhat cold palms.

Mo Yongheng frowned.

Just as he was about to find her fever-reducing medicine, Zheng Yan had already grabbed his wrist with her backhand.

"I'm fine. If you don't want to rest now, let's go to the Mo Group to find Xiao Mumu!"

"..."

Mo Yongheng said nothing, looked down at the hand she was holding on to him, and nodded lightly.

He watched blankly as Zheng Yan led him out. When he got into the car, he turned around and saw her sitting in the driver's seat changing her shoes. Only then did he come to his senses and said, "I'll drive."

"No, it's easy for me to change my shoes. Just fasten your seat belt and wait for me."

Zheng Yan turned to look at him mid-sentence, and suddenly asked nervously: "Mo Yongheng, do you think it's pretentious for a girl to wear high heels when she knows she's going to drive? If she's wearing sneakers, she'd be driving. No need to trade back and forth.”

Mo Yongheng's black eyes were stunned for a few seconds, and then he opened his lips.

"What matters is that you like it, and you look good in high heels."

A perfect answer, not straight at all.

After a pause, he added: "I can also help you drive."

"You can only help me drive today, but you can't help me drive every day. I will have to rely on myself in the future." Zheng Yan muttered casually, having already changed her shoes.

Humming a song, start the car and hit the road.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yongheng beside her fell into silence after hearing what she just said.

His dark eyes stared at her for a moment.

Her thin lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but finally endured it.