Chapter 43 "Little Princess"
The elegant scent of high-end perfume still lingered in the luxury car, and soothing and gentle background music played, completely isolating it from the outside world, as if for a moment there were only the two of them.
But the air around them froze instantly, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.
Invisibly, it seemed as if a tingling electric current flowed through every corner of their bodies.
Meng Shiyi's pupils suddenly shrank, her eyes were full of surprise and panic, and her heartbeat was disrupted.
She just...
Kissed He Xilou's chin.
Wait, a kiss?!
After realizing what she had done, the blood in Meng Shiyi's body instantly boiled, rushing to the top of her head, and her whole body quickly turned red and warm.
Almost smoking...
She immediately turned her head to look out the car window, trying to hide her mistake, but it only made it more obvious. She forced herself to remain calm and pretend that nothing had happened.
Normal people should avoid it.
But unfortunately, the other party did not do what she wanted.
After He Xilou slowly fastened her seat belt, he held her head, forced her to turn around, and stared at her leisurely.
Their eyes met.
Meng Shiyi was forced to look him in the eye, and even her breathing became disordered as she met his eyes as deep as a pool of water.
He Xilou's facial features were clearly defined, his sharp eyes were extremely oppressive, there was a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, and he exuded a sense of evil from head to toe.
The light inside the car was dim, and he pressed forward against the light. A rebellious and wild aura swept over him, along with an obscure emotion.
"Want to pretend nothing happened?"
“…”
Meng Shiyi knew she was in the wrong, so she shrank her neck and apologized in a muffled voice:
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
She really just looked up subconsciously after being distracted.
She never expected that He Xilou would be so kind as to come over and fasten her seat belt.
Meng Shiyi bit her lips lightly, her dark eyes filled with confusion.
The originally pale skin gradually regained its color, and was covered with a thin layer of pink mist, and even the neck was dyed a distinct crimson.
Like a ripe peach in summer, pink and sweet.
He Xilou stared at her calmly, his tone slightly malicious as he teased her slowly:
"This isn't the first time you've molested me. If someone didn't know, they'd think you'd been coveting me for a long time."
He deliberately dragged out the last syllable of his voice, which showed his implication.
Meng Shiyi was trapped in the car, with nowhere to hide. He Xiluo's scorching breath lingered all around her, wrapping her tightly.
Her ears were burning hot and she was silent for a long time, unable to utter a word.
The way she said this made it seem as if she was some kind of perverted female pervert who had been coveting his body for a long time.
Meng Shiyi put on the mask again to cover her burning cheeks. She didn't dare to look him in the eyes and spoke in a low voice:
"Don't worry... I will never tell anyone. Your innocence is still there."
He Xilou couldn't help but chuckle, with an indescribable magnetism and laziness.
The little girl is innocent and simple, with eyes clear without a trace of impurities. She is very well-behaved and doesn't like to be teased or joked.
Just saying a few words would be like stepping on her tail, and she would almost explode.
It's quite interesting.
One can't help but want to touch her head and stroke her fur.
He Xilou stopped teasing her, started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and put one hand on the steering wheel.
The night is deep, and in the inky black sky, the moonlight flows quietly like gentle water.
The trees on the roadside were covered in silver, looking hazy and peaceful.
On the way back, Meng Shiyi did not forget to send a message to her roommate to report that she was safe.
Sunny Qing: I was so scared! I was wondering how a beautiful woman like you could suddenly disappear. I called you just now but you didn’t answer. [Tears]]
Meng Shiyi felt warm in her heart and sent a few "kitten patting the head" emojis, replying that she had an allergy and had just finished an IV drip, it was nothing serious and there was no need to worry.
Wanwan: Oh my god, why didn't you tell us? We could have gone with you. You must be so lonely getting the IV drip by yourself, poor baby...
Seeing this message, Meng Shiyi touched the tip of her nose guiltily.
In fact, she was not alone, she was accompanied by someone.
And it was He Xilou, the great male demon they all said they must stay away from...
After a ten-minute drive, the Maybach stopped near the north gate of the school, and deliberately chose a secluded corner.
He Xilou sat still and spoke slowly, "I'm not going back to school tonight, you go in by yourself."
"Okay, goodbye, Brother Xilou."
Meng Shiyi pushed open the car door and jumped out as if she had been pardoned. Before leaving, she did not forget to thank him politely.
Today was really, really embarrassing.
Not only did He Xilou see the redness and swelling from the allergy, but she also kissed his chin by accident.
A few more dark chapters in history.
The more Meng Shiyi thought about it, the more embarrassed and ashamed she felt. She wished she could turn into an ostrich and bury her head in the ground.
Just as she was about to close the car door.
A low, magnetic, and sexy voice sounded slowly, like a small hook pulling her back:
"Poetic sister."
"Huh?" Meng Shiyi's hand was still on the car door. She looked up when she heard the voice, and her breathing inexplicably stopped.
He Xilou leaned lazily on the steering wheel. The black mole under his eye was extremely deceptive, like a deep vortex, bewitching and sexy.
"I wanted to say it before in the locker room."
He still had a cynical smile on his face, looking rebellious and dissolute, and asked slowly:
"Do you know what you looked like when you stood on the stage tonight?"
Meng Shiyi seemed to be nailed to the spot, her eyelashes trembling, and her breathing became shallow: "Like what?"
"Like in a castle—"
In the deep darkness of the night, He Xilou raised his eyebrows slightly, paused for a few seconds deliberately, and said in a low and mellow voice, "I am not smiling, but I am not laughing. I ...
"Little Princess."
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