Chapter 50 It's Getting Hotter...

Gu Yanhao put his hands on the steering wheel and controlled the whole car easily and easily.

Handsome people are handsome in everything, even driving a car.

only……

Song Wuyou frowned, she obviously kept the memory of the original owner, why is she so unfamiliar with driving?

When she came out of the hospital, she took a taxi and sat in the back seat.

Now sitting in the passenger seat, watching Gu Yanhao drive up close, she actually found it very novel.

"Want to open?" Gu Yanhao asked in a deep voice, seeing that she had been staring at him and the steering wheel and pedals.

"I don't want to!" Song Wuyou retracted his gaze and looked elsewhere.

"When did you learn to play the Konghou?" He glanced at her.

"It was very early."

"When is it?"

"Five years ago." Song Wuyou lied casually.

"How old were you five years ago?"

"How old am I now?"

"twenty one."

"Haha..." A trace of complexity flashed across Song Wuyou's eyes, "I thought you didn't know how old I was."

"After you met me, didn't you haunt me all day? How can you have time to learn Konghou?" Gu Yanhao glanced at her.

"Did you let me haunt me all day? Have you noticed what I usually do?" Song Wuyou laughed at himself.

"..." Gu Yanhao raised his eyebrows, the atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.

Song Wuyou didn't break the silence, turned his head and looked out the window.

"You played "The Last Banana Leaf" today?"

"Yeah." Song Wuyou nodded.

"Such a nice note should be a famous song, why haven't I heard the name of this song before." Gu Yanhao narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully.

"I made it myself." Song Wuyou said.

When Gu Yanhao heard this, he tilted his head and looked at her deeply, "You can still arrange music?"

Song Wuyou turned his head and smiled at him, "I know a lot of things."

Gu Yanhao pursed his lips and smiled a little unpredictably.

Song Wuyou didn't know what he was thinking, and she didn't want to know what he was thinking.

Not only in his heart, but also in front of everyone, she must slowly cleanse herself.

"Looks like I'm going to get to know you again." Gu Yanhao said lightly as he looked at the front with deep phoenix eyes.

"Anyway. But I don't want to get to know you again." There is no need to get to know you again, he is still the same him, she is not the same she is.

Gu Yanhao sneered, he stretched out his hand and turned on the air conditioner.

After a while, Song Wuyou, who was wearing a skirt, felt so cold.

She rubbed her arms, "It's so cold."

Gu Yanhao glanced at her, "Is it cold?"

But he felt so hot.

"Yeah." Song Wuyou frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable from the cold.

Gu Yanhao glanced at her, seeing that she was wearing a short-sleeved skirt, thinking that her body was not fully recovered, her eyes flashed, and finally took off her jacket and put it on her.

Seeing him controlling the steering wheel with one hand and taking off his jacket with the other, Song Wuyou was startled, "What are you doing?"

After a while, he handed over the coat, a smell that belonged to him, close at hand, lingering on the tip of his nose.

"Put it on." He felt hot and didn't want to turn off the air conditioner.

"I don't wear it." Song Wuyou turned to the side, not taking his coat.

He didn't care about her before when she was sick, but now that she is cold, he is such a gentleman to undress for her?

Does he care about her?

However, she is not uncommon...

"Put it on!" Gu Yanhao threw the coat onto her lap, with a domineering tone.

He frowned, damn it, his jacket was off, why is it getting hotter?