Ye Jiaqi just lowered his head and counted, concentrating on it, with a warm and sweet smile on his face.

Because she had just washed her hair, her fluffy hair fluttered when the wind blew, her cheeks were rosy and fair, and she looked like a little princess.

"Sixty, sixty-one, sixty-two..."

"idiot."

"Ah!" Ye Jiaqi was startled and raised his head.

At some point, the Maybach stopped next to her.

The window was open, and it was Josnian in the driver's seat.

He held the window with one hand, tilted his head, and looked at her.

Being so close, he could smell the scent of shower gel on her body, like jasmine.

Tonight, Ye Jiaqi wore a loose blue floral dress with a pure white knitted sweater covering the skirt. She looked very pregnant.

Ye Jiaqi frowned: "How many times have I counted..."

Seeing that this road was about to come to an end, he happened to appear. It was the same before, when she was happily counting petals, he came and called her childish.

"What are you doing?" Josnian looked at her. He always felt that she looked like the stupid girl from the village, who was earthy, stupid and idiotic.

He very much suspected that the company's HR was slacking off when recruiting people.

"Can't you see what I'm doing?" Ye Jiaqi was a little angry.

She had been silent for a long time, but now she opened her mouth. She really couldn't remember how many she had counted.

She scratched her hair: "How many times have I counted? How many times have I counted..."

Josnian's face darkened when he was rushed by Ye Jiaqi. He retracted his arm and closed the car window with a "pop": "Idiot."

Just as he was about to drive, Ye Jiaqi turned around and patted his car window, standing there without moving.

"Open it, open it, how many have I counted?" She was very stubborn.

Josnian didn't move.

"What are you doing? Really. After work, you are no longer my boss. Who can you show your face to? I won't look at it anyway, and it doesn't look good."

Ye Jiaqi was very angry.

The summer wind blew, making her angry and her face even redder.

Her hand was still on Josnian's car glass, close to it.

From the car, you can clearly see her palm prints, as well as the scars on her wrists not far from the palm prints.

After being beaten by him last time, she really didn't dare to wear the red string anymore, and her wrists looked white and clean.

It's just that the scar is a bit eye-catching.

You can see the outside from the inside, but you can't see the inside from the outside.

Josnian slowly lowered the window and shouted at her with a stern face: "Get your hands away!"

"Oh." Ye Jiaqi quickly put down his hand like a child who had done something wrong.

"Sixty-two."

"Huh? What?" Ye Jiaqi was confused.

However, after a few seconds, she reacted: "Oh, yes, sixty-two, sixty-two, thank you!"

She didn't stay too long for fear of forgetting again.

Under the street lamp, Ye Jiaqi's figure was thin. She stepped on the floor tiles, lowered her head and continued walking forward, as cheerful as a rabbit, as if she didn't know any sorrow.

"Sixty-two, sixty-three, sixty-four..."

She walked forward slowly.

But Josnian didn't move.

Slowly, she walked away, and there was a long distance between her and him.

The fool was still counting, as if he was concentrating on something interesting.

"Eighty-eight, eighty-nine, ninety..."

In the open place, her voice, as clear as an oriole's, floated from a distance, like wind chimes, melodious, and like candy, sweet.

The sound of her counting reached Josnian's ears. His temples jumped and his head hurt.
Chapter completed!