Yan Zao ignored what the traffic police was saying.

Lan Mu's words repeated in her ears, 'I am not Cheng Xingzhi.'

She looked down at her hands, raised them, trembled, and put them down again, with a hint of self-mockery on her lips.

She is not Yu Ye Sang either.

"Blue Team."

The traffic policeman suddenly called Lan Mu in surprise.

Yan didn't know what happened. He raised his head and found that Lan Mu was no longer around. He strode to the door of the driver's seat of her car.

Not to mention the traffic police, she was even surprised.

What is he going to do?

After being stunned for a moment, he realized what he was doing and started to catch up, "Lan Mu, you...?"

Lan Mu opened the door and got into the car. The pink sports car, both in color and in the space inside the car, was very awkward for him, a tall man over 1.9 meters tall.

Yan already knew that Lan Mu was going to help her drive. She was not slow and reacted quickly and went to the passenger seat. Before the door was closed, Lan Mu had already started the car.

There was a 'boom' sound.

The two traffic policemen were startled and instinctively jumped out of the way.

Seeing the pink sports car driven away by Lan Mu, the young traffic policeman was in disbelief and envious, "This captain Lan is too doting on his fans."

He actually helped his fans drive.

Suddenly a voice came from his ears and asked him: "Envy?"

The traffic policeman nodded with an infatuated face: "I'm so jealous, okay?"

Huh? Who?

The young traffic policeman turned around and saw Zhou Sicheng. He blinked, then blinked again to confirm that he had not admitted his mistake, and then jumped up excitedly, "Zhou...Vice Captain Zhou."

Zhou Sicheng smiled and said, "There are still many tickets waiting for you to issue, so go ahead."

The traffic policeman pursed his lips and nodded vigorously, "I will always be a fan of LY."

He also made a cheering gesture with his fists clenched.

It looks a bit cute.

Zhou Sicheng smiled and looked towards the direction in which the pink sports car left. The car was no longer visible, but the high-pitched engine sound could still be faintly heard.

He narrowed his eyes in confusion.

…

"Cheng Xingzhi doesn't want you anymore?"

The car went around to the next door on the return road, and the man in the driver's seat finally spoke.

Even with the sarcastic tone, his voice is still as pleasant as before, as deep as a cello playing. In the past, those girls commented on Lan Mu that just listening to his voice was a pleasure.

There is a traffic jam and the car stops.

Yan Zao looked away from the car window and looked into the man's beautiful peach blossom eyes. Even though the eyes were cold and piercing and full of sarcasm, she still couldn't help but feel palpitated.

Just like when I first met him as a teenager on the basketball court when I first fell in love.

From then on, there was one more worry in her life, which haunts her to this day.

She curled her lips and smiled, but didn't answer.

He continued to look out the window.

Her clothes were wet, so she folded her arms and fell asleep leaning against her. The car started moving at some point, and she slept soundly. The familiar man's voice seemed to be in her ears.

'Um.'

'Just arrived.'

Listening to the voice, Yan Zao curled her lips, turned around, and faced the driver's seat. After all, she was in the car, so she felt uncomfortable anyway. Finally, she chose a slightly more comfortable position with her legs up.

He raised his head and pressed his face against the back of the seat, shrinking into a small ball.

The familiar voice suddenly disappeared. She frowned and said, "Lan Mu."

Lan Mu was answering the phone, and when he heard Yan Zao calling him, he turned his head and saw the woman with her eyes closed, her brows furrowed and her mouth pouting. It was obvious that she was dreaming.

"Lan Mu, I really want to..."
Chapter completed!