Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Another Mood

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.

She was about to reach for it when she happened to run into another pair of hands, which were sorting

through the papers scattered in the compartment.

For a moment, Daisy seemed to be electrocuted, and hurriedly put her hand back, dodging the uneasy

look like a frightened rabbit, and all this fell right into Vincent's eyes.

He raised his eyebrows lightly and mechanically tugged at the corners of his lips, "Are you that afraid to

touch me?"

Vincent's sudden questioning made Daisy froze, she picked up her gloves in silence, biting her lip

without speaking, no matter what she said was wrong anyway, so she simply did not speak up to avoid

being angered again, causing both of them no pain.

Seeing her head hanging low and silent, Vincent laughed coldly in his heart, Daisy is learning to be

smart and finally won't talk back.

However, his unhappiness over the past few days seems to be getting worse, it seems that no matter

how to look at the person in front of him, Vincent feels very unpleasant, but if he lets him punish her for

something, his own heart is very resistant.

What exactly is his disease?

Vincent couldn't figure this out, and even less would anyone else know what was going on.

Not wanting to respond Daisy looked up at his face and felt bad in her heart and hastily changed the

subject, she looked into his eyes and calmly said, "It's almost time to board, let's go."

At that, Vincent gave her a deep look, and the anger he had been holding back for days seemed to

have been reignited by her indifference.

He clenched his teeth, did not want to vent this anger, the heart of the ups and downs of suspicion and

questioning are suppressed in the deepest part of his heart, obviously the relationship between the two

should be like employees and employers as ordinary, should not have so many complex emotions.

Since she admitted that she was Daisy, it was necessary for her to stay by his side, but Vincent had no

reason to limit whether she really cared for him.

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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."