Ning Yan looked up and saw Zhan Xicheng leaning against the back seat, taking a nap with his eyes closed.

Ning Yan was stunned for a moment before she realized that the end of the station she had sat not far from Zhan Xicheng's company.

The sky outside was gray, Ning Yan was trembling with coldness and forgot to move her feet.

Without hearing the movement, Zhan Xicheng slowly opened his eyes and his eyes fell on her.

"Why, do you want me to go down and invite you?"

Ning Yan pursed her lips, raised her foot and sat in the car, obediently beside Zhan Xicheng.

Seeing her red eyes, Zhan Xicheng's eyes turned cold and he grabbed her neck and pulled her in front of him.

"Cry?" Zhan Xicheng said indifferently, "Why do you cry?"

Ning Yan avoided her gaze guiltily and prevented Zhan Xicheng from seeing through what she was thinking.

"Didn't cry!" Ning Yan shook her head and denied, "It's too cold outside, I'm cold!"

"Frozen?" Zhan Xicheng chewed these two words, as if thinking about the credibility in her words.

Ning Yan didn't say anything anymore, looked out the window and didn't say anything.

When the sports car stopped at the traffic light, Zhan Xicheng suddenly tilted his body and leaned against her thigh.

Ning Yan was stunned for a moment and looked at him suddenly.

"Zhan Xicheng" Ning Yan whispered his name.

"Don't move, let me rely on it for a while, I'm tired!" Zhan Xicheng interrupted Ning Yan and spoke coldly.

Ning Yan was choking in his throat, looking at his frowning brows, he really didn't move anymore.

The sports car started, and Ning Yan suddenly heard the driver in front of him speak.

"Mr. Zhan, it seems that there are paparazzi following you!"

Paparazzi?

Ning Yan turned his head to look and saw a car following behind, poking a head out of the car window, and was taking a camera to take pictures of their cars.

Zhan Xicheng slowly opened his eyes, revealing a hint of displeasure and frowned.

"Don't worry, drive your car!" Zhan Xicheng spoke in a deep voice.

This car is well protected. As long as you don’t open the window, nothing will be photographed.

Ning Yan frowned. Is it because of the news this morning that he was secretly photographed by paparazzi?

"Yes, Mr. Zhan!" The secretary didn't say anything more and drove his own car honestly.

The carriage returned to quiet again, and Zhan Xicheng leaned against Ning Yan's arms, breathing calmly and vigorously.

Ning Yan's eyes couldn't help but fall on him and frowned.

Are you that sleepy?

Could it be that I was so tired after having a hot fight with that woman last night?

Ning Yan felt uncomfortable and suddenly had the urge to push Zhan Xicheng away.

But as soon as his hand touched Zhan Xicheng's shoulder, his hand was suddenly grabbed by Zhan Xicheng. In a trance, the person was already under Zhan Xicheng.

The secretary looked back and immediately turned his head, lowered the car baffle, and drove without looking sideways.

Ning Yan's eyes widened, and his hands were tightly grasped by Zhan Xicheng, bound to both sides of his body.

This is still in the car, and there are paparazzi following him. Why is he

"Zhan Xicheng" Ning Yan frowned and said, "There are people behind!"

"So what?" Zhan Xicheng spoke heavily, lowered his head and kissed Ning Yan's forehead, his eyes as deep as the sea.

"I'll be photographed." Ning Yan spoke with a pale face.

I heard that the woman who was photographed with Zhan Xicheng was now being released, and all the information was turned upside down.

"No." Zhan Xicheng pulled a face, gently slid his big hand over Ning Yan's face, and asked heavily: "I have a relationship with other women, aren't you jealous?"

Jealous?

Ning Yan was stunned for a moment, his face pale.
Chapter completed!