961: C961 I'll Go with You

C961 I'll Go with You

1"Then I will announce my plan. You are not allowed to go back on your word."

Su Ningning smiled even more slyly. After keeping them in suspense for a while, she then said, "Let's go and take the driver's license together."

Chen Zhou was like a deflated ball. He thought Su Ningning was going to play somewhere or do something shocking.

It seemed like she was going for the driver's license.

He scratched his hair, which looked like he did not have any livelihood. "Miss Ning, you..."

Su Ningning looked at his discouraged look and could not help but laugh. Her hand patted his shoulder with moderate strength, "You speak as if you have a driver's license."

Chen Tingting seemed to be very interested in this suggestion, "Miss Ning, I will go with you."

Chen Tingting's idea was very simple. Regardless of whether or not she would become famous in the future, she had to know how to drive. After all, having her own car would be much more convenient.

She did not like to squeeze the bus and drink the subway. Even if she got married in the future, she did not want to trouble her husband too much. Furthermore, it would be better to drive when filming in the future.

"Mr. Zhou, didn't you always like to watch racing? After you learn your driving license, you might become the little tyrant of Mt. Qiu Ming in the future." Chen Tingting could not help but tease him.

If a few people went together to take the driver's license, it would not be bad.

Chen Tingting's words really moved Chen Zhou a little, "Alright, then let's do it together. I'll arrange this matter."

The three of them walked outside. As soon as they walked out of the school, they saw Chu Yichen waiting at the door. He wore a black shirt and quietly stood under the Camphoragate tree. The sun passed through the leaves, casting a mottled shadow on his body. However, it did not affect his handsome face at all.

Many examinees walked out and could not help but look over, "Wow, so handsome. Whose boyfriend is this? I'm so envious."

"That's right. He's many times more handsome than my prince charming."

Chu Yichen did not even look at him. His tender eyes were focused on the figure that was walking over not far away.

Su Ningning was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt today. The short-sleeved shirt was leisurely and the pair of jeans with holes coincidentally had a low waist. With a slight movement, she could clearly see the small white waist.

Chu Yichen quickly walked over and wrapped her in his arms. His arm was deliberately placed at her waist.

A little girl that only belonged to him could not be seen by others.

This sudden movement made Su Ningning's whole body tremble. She was a little confused and glared at the man in front of her coquettishly. "Third year of junior high school, what are you doing? There are so many students here."

Chen Tingting and Chen Zhou subconsciously pulled away from them. The two of them were already used to this kind of situation.

Su Ningning struggled a few times but was unable to break free from Chu Yichen's embrace. She gave up and glanced at him. His long eyelashes flickered and flickered. It was especially beautiful.

Scorching hot breath hit her face, as if it could burn her skin, causing her face to flush and her heart to beat.

His skin was very good, smooth and delicate. It was not inferior to her skin at all. His entire body carried the aura of a king and it was intoxicating.

"Baby Ning, where did you get this dress from?"

His tone was filled with sourness.

He deeply remembered that he had never prepared such clothes for Su Ningning.

Most of Su Ningning's clothes were conservative but not fashionable. She looked at the little girl in her arms with an inquisitive gaze and wished that she could swallow her up in one bite.

"Hmm?" Su Ningning knitted her brows and was very puzzled.

"Didn't you prepare these clothes for me?"

If it was not prepared by him, why would she wear it? When she saw it the other day, she felt that Chu Yichen's eyesight had changed. It was not bad.

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