Chapter Eleven
The car slowly left Zhongyuan Hotel.
The palpitations passed, and Xia Pan'er, who woke up, wanted to blame Tang Junhao immediately, but when she saw his comfortable expression, she stopped. Seeing his complacent look, she knew that she couldn't ask anything, so she might as well not ask.
The music of "Font Through the Bones" stopped, and a song "pretty" came slowly.
The lingering sound of the ending sound is heart-warming, and the sound of nature is no longer enough to describe.
Xia Paner narrowed her eyes and enjoyed the wonderful music. While listening, she unconsciously held her breath.
It was not until the end of the song that she was able to soothe and her soul was pulled back into her body.
However, the CD in the car stopped abruptly, and the car stopped suddenly after a bumpy moment. Xia Paner stared at Tang Junhao, whose eyebrows were condensed in surprise: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing!" Tang Junhao replied in a muffled voice, taking off the comfort and pleasure he had just disguised.
The lightness and calmness on her face were like two small clusters of flames in the car in the dark, deeply hurting his eyes. How could she, how could she be so calm?
After four years of separation, he met again four years later. He seemed to have a lot of things to say to her and had many thoughts to talk to her. However, he could not say it for thousands of years, but he did not expect that she could truly do everything calmly!
He hated this woman's indifference and lack of righteousness, and hated himself for being unable to relieve himself.
Seeing the faint anger and anger in his eyes, Xia Paner couldn't understand why it changed instantly, so he kept silent again.
Chapter completed!