Ye Shang turned his head and inadvertently looked at the pair of fair and slender hands on the steering wheel, with clear knuckles on the steering wheel.
Unconsciously said: "You have good hands."
Qingli was confused and the car suddenly skidded at a high speed.
He urgently held the steering wheel firmly and used supernatural control to prevent the car from overturning.
Liang You didn't hear Ye Shang's words from behind, but he was thrown away by the skidding speed. After all, he was not wearing a seat belt, so he said, "Are you driving so erratically?"
Qingli gave him a cool look: "Why don't you come?"
"No, no, my hand is still hurt."
Liang You had just gone in to find them and fought with them. His body was covered with injuries. Naturally, his hands were not much better. There were traces of corrosion all over his arms. Fortunately, he could endure it. He just sprinkled some powder on it and endured it. Now.
I'm also glad that the pothos is not poisonous.
Ye Shang naturally knew what he had just said, and uncomfortably pulled on the seat belt buckle. She really didn't mean it, she just looked at it and spoke out, unable to hold back.
Qingli caught a glimpse of her reaction, he was angry and funny, he just teased her and didn't recognize it, hum.
If you don't ignore the broken hair that blocks the slightly blushing tips of his ears, nothing much can be seen on his face.
Qingli touched the roof of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, smiling at the end of his eyes.
Not long after, when she picked up the limping Meng Qiulan, she looked at Qingli with red and swollen eyes, her lips pursed and she wanted to cry: "It hurts so much."
Seeing that she was about to pounce, Qingli quickly retreated behind Ye Shang: "Sister, I'm only twenty years old this year. Just give up. We are not worthy."
After saying this, his slender fingertips took advantage of the situation and pulled Ye Shang's large sleeves, "Even if I want to find a girlfriend, I have to find a girlfriend who is about the same age as me or younger than me."
Qingli had a smile on his face. He had seen Ye Shang's file information. He was more than two years younger than him, which was just right.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Ye Shang standing beside him.
Then Ye Shang, who originally had a smile on his face, heard these words, the corners of his lips dropped, softened, and fell silent.
He couldn't help but look at Qingli.
The two people's eyes met each other, but Ye Shang secretly said that he didn't expect that he would actually like a girl younger than him. Then his soul is more than 2,000 years old, so wouldn't the gap be even greater?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but darken her expression, withdrew her gaze, and pulled open her sleeves: "Get in the car first and find a place to rest."
Then he got directly into the back seat, no longer in the passenger seat.
Qingli was shocked to see Ye Shang suddenly change his expression and quickly sit in the back seat. He blinked in confusion, what was going on? A big black question mark couldn't help but appear in my head.
The two injured people were naturally unable to drive, so they had no choice but to continue driving.
When Meng Qiulan saw the two of them looking at each other, she twitched her lips, lowered her lips, and called to her cousin to help her: "Brother, come here and help me."
Meng Qiulan wanted to get into the co-pilot, but Qingli said directly: "Ah Shang, come to the front to show the way and see where we can live later."
Meng Qiulan paused when she opened the door and glanced at Ye Shang in the car.
Ye Shang said in a bad mood: "No, just watch and come later. Aren't you the captain of the first base? You should be familiar with these things, so just let Miss Meng be with you from the front."
Qingli's dark eyes widened almost as soon as she finished speaking, and she trembled: "I..."
