Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 1916

She really doesn't understand why Vincent always treats himself with an attitude as if she is already in his pocket.

Daisy sat up, hugging the pillow and sighed lightly, in addition to these doubts, her heart still buried a hidden uneasiness.

In fact, she is more afraid or Vincent to her digging a hole, this man's mind even ten he can not calculate, if this is only a means to test himself, planted into the pit crying is not her own.

The more you think about it, the more Daisy feels that her thoughts were too naive at the time, and that she had only provoked Vincent with a sense of crisis in her heart.

However, there is no medicine for regret in this world, since she can only be around the tiger, Daisy has no way back, she can only calm down the slight ripples in her heart and grit her teeth to go on.

After this, the time soon came a week later, to the day when the two had agreed to go to Rosrane Village.

The "storm" that Daisy originally thought would come early has not appeared in the past few days. Since Vincent does not appear, she is happy to be at ease, but the occasional uneasiness in her heart still reminds her that Vincent is a bomb that will explode at any time.

Sure enough, that morning, Daisy had not yet woken up, they were woken up by the horn that had been honking furiously downstairs.

At first she thought it was the unscrupulous driver who did the disgusting thing, until she looked at the more than twenty missed calls on her phone and figured out that she was the source.

"Don't press it, I'm coming!"

Daisy hurriedly dressed, pulled back the curtains, shouted at the Mercedes downstairs, used the ten-minute makeup method to quickly create a simple makeup look, and picked up the plane ticket Vincent gave her earlier.

"Daisy, don't you want breakfast?"

John had just placed his breakfast on the table when he looked up and saw Daisy picking up her bag and running. She couldn't help but turn and watch her hurried back and shouted quickly.

At that, Daisy waved her hand, copied a glass of pure milk and stuffed it in her bag, hastily pulled open the door and said hurriedly, "No, you didn't hear that horn just now, Vincent is rushing me, you don't have to wait for me for dinner today, see you the day after tomorrow!"

After saying that, Daisy did not give John the opportunity to ask one more question, immediately, they closed the door and rushed downstairs.

A few minutes later, Daisy arrived at the first floor, a black car was in her eyes, she was still a bit reluctant to meet with Vincent, but she also knew that if she did not meet, she would not be able to say where she would be next.

There is no choice but to go hard.

Daisy took a deep breath, pulled open the car door and sat in.

"I'm coming." Without waiting for Vincent to speak, Daisy greeted directly, placing her bag on her chest and clutching it tightly, lowering her eyebrows, not daring to look at the person next to her.

Vincent has been looking down at the files on the computer, did not even bother to look at Daisy, the quiet carriage, only the sound of his tapping on the keyboard.

Seeing that he did not say anything for a long time, Daisy's heart that had been raised gradually relaxed, she took a long breath, her posture was not so stiff, and her gaze was scattered between the receding scenery outside the window.

I don't know how long it took, but the driver stopped the car. Daisy looked out the window at the airport and was about to get out, but she happened to glance at her gloves left on the seat.

After all, he just wants that past back.

It seems that he finally figured out the contradictory point of his bad mood for many days, Vincent's heart calmed down for a time, he withdrew his gaze with Daisy, without hesitation, packed up his things and got out of the car.

Daisy saw this and hurriedly followed Vincent, keeping a short distance from him.

After they got out of the car, it didn't take long for them to get on the plane. Silence lasted almost the entire trip, and Daisy felt grateful for it, but increasingly uneasy.

Vincent was thinking about something, she did not know, but this unfathomable man, it is not easy to figure out.

After four or five hours of flying, Daisy finally arrived in the province where her village is located, and the two had to transfer a bus to actually reach their village.

So Daisy took Vincent and decided to go to a small store near the station for a bite to eat before heading out.

"How about this store?"

Daisy stood in front of a small, rather greasy-looking restaurant and asked the first question the two had spoken since getting off the plane.

Vincent nonchalantly swept a glance, lightly pursed his lips, eyes net dissatisfaction.

"I'm not going, you're on your own."