Chapter 2619 The Female CEO's Secret Lover 33

Now that we're here, he didn't even unbuckle his seatbelt, and sat in the car seat like a lost soul.

Xi Ying said, "Xue Mingcan, get out of the car."

Xue Mingcan's eyes flickered, but he still didn't move.

"I'm hungry, do you remember who you are?" Xi Ying continued.

Xue Mingcan finally responded.

He turned his head and looked at Xi Ying, trying to hide the aggrieved and angry look in his eyes, but Xi Ying still caught it effortlessly.

Xi Ying looked at him: "What do you want to say?"

Xue Mingcan bit his lower lip, his eyes shook for a moment, and then turned his head to look out the window.

His voice was muffled: "Nothing to say."

"If you don't want to say anything, get out of the car and go home to cook." Xi Ying's voice was cold and cruel.

She opened the car door and walked down first.

When she walked half a circle around the front of the car and came to Xue Mingcan, she found that he was still sitting in the car seat with a look of despair on his face.

Xi Ying had a headache.

Why is it so difficult to talk to Shen He?

And how did he become such a character? It's really tiring.

Opening the car door, Xi Ying looked down at Xue Mingcan in the car seat.

Xue Mingcan looked straight ahead, a little dull.

Xi Ying blinked heavily, leaned down, and bent to Xue Mingcan's side to help him unbuckle his seat belt.

A special cold and refreshing fragrance came from Xi Ying's body to Xue Mingcan's nose, attracting his attention.

This is not the smell of perfume, but the smell of shampoo.

Xi Ying's hair was neatly tied behind her head, but because the distance between the two was very close, Xue Mingcan could clearly see the sexy big wave arc.

He had seen the charm of this curly hair, so he could naturally imagine that picture.

When Xi Ying helped him unbuckle his seat belt, he raised his face slightly, and their eyes met in the air.

Xi Ying's pair of noble black eyes were calm, and looked into Xue Mingcan's eyes coldly.

Xue Mingcan suddenly felt unhappy.

He didn't want to see such a pair of cold eyes.

He wanted to see fire burning in those eyes, just like that night.

Also, he didn't want to see this woman show a soft expression to other men.

Isn't she cold and indifferent? She should always be cold and indifferent.

But she was fiery in front of him.

Xi Ying stared at Xue Mingcan: "If you don't get up, you won't have to sleep tonight."

This sentence itself has an ambiguous meaning.

When Xue Mingcan was already a little lost, it was like a strong medicine hitting his heart.

He suddenly raised his hand, pressed the woman into his arms, and a hot kiss fell.

The woman in his arms struggled, but was held by his iron arms, not letting her move at all.

A faint fragrance came from her mouth, and the tip of her tongue pushed open her pearly teeth and rushed around.

The kiss without any skills was like a war, with lips and teeth stumbling, and even a little tenderness was dissipated in the faint smell of rust.

The smell of rust.

This smell awakened Xue Mingcan's consciousness.

He let go of the woman in his arms in a daze, ready to receive a hard slap.

However, it didn't happen.

There was no slap as imagined.

Xi Ying stood up, just looked at him coldly, and then turned and left decisively.

She no longer cared whether he came out or not, and took the elevator upstairs.

But from her back, Xue Mingcan saw her left hand raised and wiped her lips heavily.

It was as if a piece of his heart was torn out, and Xue Mingcan felt a little suffocated.