Ye Gushen gripped the steering wheel, pressing down on her feet, and the car gradually slowed down.
Until it slowly stopped by the roadside.
Tang Suiyu slowly opened her eyes, feeling the sharp gaze beside her staring at her. She guiltily lowered her head, her small hands nervously twisting together,
"You thought I wanted to hit you?"
"Otherwise?"
"Still arguing?" Ye Gushen leaned forward, unbuckling her seatbelt, "You drove so fast just now? Letting go of the steering wheel, are you planning to drive with your mind?"
Tang Suiyu's head dropped lower, "I was wrong..."
"Raise your head, look at me!" Ye Gushen's eyes were cold.
Tang Suiyu slowly raised her eyes, pouting with grievance. It was rare to see Ye Gushen's cold, stern face; she was really scared.
After a long time, Ye Gushen, whose chest was rising and falling irregularly, released her small mouth, "I can't even bear to scold you, what should I do with you? Huh?"
"I..."
