After a while, Lin Xuemei staggered back breathlessly, collapsed in the back seat, the rain drops dripping down her hair. Li Wenlong looked back secretly, but saw where there was a little blood on Lin Xuemei's face.

"Lin Zong, wipe your face!" Li Wenlong opened his handbox, took out the brand-new towel, turned around and handed it over.

Lin Xuemei took it weakly and wiped her face a few times. She wiped her hair in a random way, which turned a beautiful woman into a mad woman.

"You're all right, Mr. Lin!" Li Wenlong asked carefully.

"Okay, let's go!" Lin Xuemei said softly, and suddenly fell on the back seat.

Li Wenlong started his car and drove back to the high speed. As he approached the toll station, Lin Xuemei's quiet voice came: "Xiao Li, can you go down?"

"Ah?" Li Wenlong did not understand Lin Xuemei's words at once. He looked at Lin Xuemei's pale face. Li Wenlong realized that she was planning for herself. She couldn't hold her back in a minute, so she could stop at any time.

However, downstairs is not Li Wenlong's strong point, so he can only stop and turn on the navigation, and then turn the nose to the north according to the instructions of navigation.

The terrain is not very familiar, and it's raining again. Li Wenlong's car drives very slowly. From time to time, she looks at Lin Xuemei in the back through the rearview mirror in the car. However, Lin Xuemei has been frowning and closing her eyes slightly, and her hands have never left her abdomen.

Li Wenlong kept praying. What he had just done was a little too bold. For a woman, especially a female leader, the most secret personal behavior was exposed to a man, and the man was her driver. It must be a devastating blow to her self-esteem, and the degree of injury was comparable to killing her.

Under such circumstances, Li Wenlong only dares to drive honestly, and dares not have a trace of other ideas.

I don't know how long I've been walking. Li Wenlong feels like he's going to the road. Suddenly Lin Xuemei in the back seat starts to moan again. She wriggles and fidgets with her hands over her stomach.

Li Wenlong looked back quietly, but saw Lin Xuemei biting her lips hard, and her face turned from pale to blue. Just wanted to say hello, but Lin Xuemei suddenly took her bag and turned it upside down. However, looking at the disappointed expression on her face, I was afraid she could not find what she needed.

Paper, she must be looking for paper, an idea flashed into Li Wenlong's mind.

Li Wenlong ruefully patted the handle and put a bag of toilet paper on the car in the shop at the entrance of his unit. That's a good time.................................................

"Xiao Li, do you have toilet paper with you?" Lin Xuemei tried to use a very peaceful tone, but the voice of the teeth fighting betrayed her. Li Wenlong knew that she must be unable to hold her back again.

"Lin Zong... I... I don't have toilet paper with me." Li Wenlong whispered, as if it was a mistake not to bring toilet paper.

"Is there any other paper there?" Lin Xuemei couldn't hold her back. "Stop, I... I can't hold back..."

Li Wenlong stepped on the brake and suddenly saw a cigarette box on the co-driver's seat. Isn't that paper? However, Li Wenlong immediately rejected his idea. How could this thing be used to wipe Lin Xuemei's ass? Can the delicate and mysterious parts of Lin Zong stand it?