Chapter 1211 Hurry up, Play a Game!

Xu Yong didn't see the content of the text message, he only saw the words "Miss An Xia".

Is it that foreign man?

The man I saw in the hospital that day flashed through my mind, and Xu Yong's eyes were slightly cold as he spoke.

"Enter the master control here, where you can change the driving mode..." He said carefully, feeling like a spring breeze, "Here is to adjust the color and brightness of the lights in the car..."

An Xia ignored the text messages, and listened to his instructions very carefully, and started to operate from time to time, without the slightest indifference from when she was in school.

In less than half an hour, An Xia was able to operate independently.

To tease Xu Yong, half an hour is enough.

"Thank you today." The car drove slowly, An Xia slowly drove the car towards the main road, "Actually, you don't need to ask for leave to accompany me, the staff at the car dealership will teach me."

Xu Yong sat in the co-pilot seat, moved his body unnaturally, glanced at An Xia, lowered his head, and replied softly, "They don't know how to teach carefully, I don't count it as a leave of absence, and generally no customers will come to the store after six o'clock. "

At 7 o'clock in the evening, the traffic volume on the main road is a bit heavy, and the dazzling red overtaking car has no way to speed up, and it slides slowly like an ordinary car.

After listening to his explanation, An Xia was very embarrassed and said: "I'm the one who troubled you again, where do you live? I'll take you back."

"No, no, no." Xu Yong laughed, his delicate and handsome face flushed a little, "I'm a man, so I can't let you give it to me. If you want to give it to me, I should give it to you."

After finishing speaking, her face turned even redder, "Sit in your car and see you off."

"You send me off, that's fine, I'll drive back to school directly." An Xia didn't try to persuade him too much, she really didn't want to send Xu Yong off!

He didn't really want to drive the car he had been in, so it was time to give it away.

Let's see if Anniversary, Ye Jian and the others want to give it to them.

On the way back to school, Lin Yinya texted An Xia, "You went out? Why haven't you come back? Senior Chang Fan is looking for you."

While waiting for the traffic light, An Xia read the text message.

Wen Xier's text message was ignored, and she came back from Lin Yinya's text message, "I just picked up the car, now I'm going back to school."

"Pick up the car? You bought a car again? Great!"

Immediately another text message came, "I want to know, is it Xu Yong who picked up the car?"

Now the whole school knows that An Xia, who drives a supercar worth more than 50 million yuan, may be in a relationship with a salesperson who sells cars.

But not confirmed.

I don't know if it's true or not.

An Xia knew it herself, so she didn't take any measures and let the rumors fly everywhere.

Thanks to Tong Xiaoguan for his quick talk and helping her fuel the flames.

"Yes, he's in my car now, going back to school together."

I believe Lin Yinya will definitely tell Chang Fan when she sees this message and with her fearless personality.

really!

Lin Yinya took a look, and immediately took a screenshot and gave it to Chang Fan.

"Senior Chang Fan, the junior An Xia you are chasing is with your rival in love, the car salesman. He is now sitting in An Xia's new car, taking An Xia back to school."

After sending the text message, she also took a screenshot and sent it to An Xia.

"Next, will there be a fight? I'm looking forward to it."

The screenshot was sent to An Xia along with the information.

After An Xia finished reading, a smile appeared on her lips.

"What do you think of? So happy?" Xu Yong asked next to him.

An Xia smiled into his eyes, "No, I'm just happy and want to laugh."

Intentionally or unintentionally releasing a signal that would misunderstand Xu Yong.

Xu Yong also smiled, and turned to look out of the car window.

Outside the open window, a black SUV can be seen waiting side by side for traffic lights.

The driver was a middle-aged man. He was looking sideways at the red supercar with cool lines. When their eyes met, the middle-aged man blew his whistle.

Said, "Dude, you have the ability, not bad, not bad."