บท 162: Chapter 162 Qiao Xi, The Sound Insulation Here is Very Good

Qiao Xi's almond-shaped eyes were misty with moisture, her lovely lips pursed, as she hung her head, wishing she could find a block of tofu to crash into and die.

"Not answering?" Huo Xingzhou leaned in and asked.

Qiao Xi's voice was as soft as a mosquito's, extremely embarrassed.

"Mr. Huo, there's someone else in the car."

In the driver's seat in front sat Old Chen, who upon hearing this said, "Young Master, Young Madam, I see and hear nothing." He immediately pulled down the partition between the front and rear seats and stepped on the gas.

The car started moving.

Huo Xingzhou's deep and tranquil gaze rested on Qiao Xi, "Do you prefer something tender or something crispy?"

"I..."

Qiao Xi's egg-shaped face turned bright red, she was at a loss.