Wang Lan doted on Su Bao'er very much, for fear that the baby girl in her arms would sleep uncomfortably, so she got into the car, spoke very softly, and her sitting posture had not changed. At this time, her plump upper body reclined on the back of the chair, rounded beautiful shoulders, and a pretty mantis head leaned on the inside of the Mercedes-Benz window, with a hint of laziness. The slightly messy curly long hair, which naturally hangs down to the ivory-colored sexy collarbone, covers Wang Lan's pretty face.

The afterglow of the street lamp passed through the car in front of her, shaking her pretty face, and the shadow was full of shadows, revealing an indescribable charm. The long hair is half covered, half jade white, half red. Only the soft gaze in those eyes could not be hidden, and through the slightly trembling hair, it fell on the right side of the man's face without hindrance, with a slight melancholy in the gentleness.

Seeing the vicissitudes and melancholy on Qin Munan's face, Wang Lan thought of the sacrificed Su Ruilin again, although the two did not look alike, but the temperament on their faces was too similar, and every inch of her face contour could always give her a familiar feeling.

Somehow, her gaze moved away from Qin Munan's face, and then moved to Qin Munan's driving hand, the outstretched arm, strong and powerful.

Somehow, she remembered the joke Wei Wanqing made when she came out of Xie's Tangyuan, and her state of mind at that time.

Somehow, she thought of the feeling in the hall when Qin Munan caught her jade feet, the panic of being poked deeply.

Thinking of this, Wang Lan's gaze returned to the man's slashed face, and his gaze was not only gentle, but also a little more blurry and drunk.

At this time, the fierce beast sealed in the depths of his heart made a comeback again, attacking Wang Lan without the power to fight back, the red of the goose egg face was burning, and Manyan's whole body was burning.

"What's the matter, do I have something on my face?" Feeling Wang Lan's gaze, Qin Munan looked ahead and asked while driving.

After listening to Qin Munan's words, Wang Lan suddenly woke up from the flood, after all, she was a mature woman, and after smiling slightly, she shook her head and said, "I'm thinking, which immortal are you descending to earth, why are you so demonic." He is super powerful, proficient in medical skills, and can play the piano. “

"Which god do you think it is?"

"I think it's the Monkey King, the Monkey King who is making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, he can take the Nine Heavens Galaxy at the top, and he can explore the Dragon Palace at the bottom. ”

"Is it that powerful?"

"Aren't you amazing? Now the whole Nanling is stirred up by you, and all the families in Nanling are ready to move, you are not the Monkey King, what is it? You are a hero of the world. ”

"The real heroes of the world are Boa's dads. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Lan didn't continue the topic, was silent for a moment, turned his head and turned outside the car, outside the car, the street lights were dim, it was late at night, there were few vehicles, and it was extremely quiet.

This is the first time Wang Lan has changed his sitting position since he got on the bus. Carrying Qin Munan on her back, her beautiful shoulders were trembling slightly.

Qin Munan stopped talking, he felt a little guilty, he shouldn't have mentioned this deceased hero.

Silently, Qin Munan pulled over the car, and outside the car, there was the rolling Yangtze River.

Standing by the river, Qin Munan lit a jade stream, took a sharp puff, and the cigarette butt went out.

After smoking a cigarette, Qin Munan returned to the car, Wang Lan was still carrying him, and the beauty's shoulders shook a little more because of sobbing.

Qin Munan stretched out his hand, grabbed Wang Lan's arm, and slowly pulled her delicate body over. At this time, Wang Lan's face was wet with tears, and the green silk was stained on his lips and cheeks. At this time, she is no longer the representative of the self-reliant and successful women on the cover of Time Magazine, but a pitiful little woman who lacks love and pampering.

"Am I ugly now?" Wang Lan asked, his voice a little hoarse.

"It's not ugly, it's beautiful. Only a woman who can cry is feminine and attractive. Qin Munan opened the storage box in front of the car, found a pack of heart-to-heart paper towels, opened it, and pulled out a stack. He didn't hand it to Wang Lan, Wang Lan is holding Su Bao'er now, which is inconvenient.

Brushing aside the hair that covered Wang Lan's pretty face, Qin Munan wiped off the hair stained on her pretty face one by one with his thumb, fine and patient.

"Really? I don't know until now. Wang Lan forced a smile, and this smile made another tear slip down.

Shining brightly, leaving two water marks, which fell directly on Qin Munan's thumb, a little warm, followed Qin Munan's thumb, and soaked half of the tissue between Qin Munan's hands.

Pretending to be happy, Qin Munan felt distressed, reached out to hug her, and pulled her into his arms.

It's okay if you don't pull it, this time, Wang Lan cried, the whole person leaned on Qin Munan's arms, buried her pretty face in Qin Munan's shoulder, crying so much that she couldn't breathe.

"Mu Nan, I'm so tired......"

Qin Munan breathed a sigh of relief and cried.

Wang Lan is a representative of the new generation in the economic world, the president of Spark Investment, usually always requires herself to be a strong woman, never shows her vulnerability in front of others, and always likes to lick her wounds in the dark night dreams.

Women, no matter how strong their hearts are, ultimately need a shoulder that can bury their heads and cry, and a man who listens to what they have to say.

Qin Munan was silent, his hand gently patted Wang Lan's shoulder blade, and listened to Wang Lan's sobbing intermittent confession.

"At the beginning of last year, he went on a mission, and as soon as he went, he was never heard from again, and a month later, all I saw was his thin letters. ”

"Bao'er often asks, Mom, where has Dad gone? I'm afraid that she will be sad and lie to her...... Dad went far away. ”

"Bao'er often dreams, in which she always calls her father's name, and then she cries, saying that her father doesn't want her anymore......"

"Mu Nan, I'm so tired. ”

...... The more Wang Lan spoke, the more sad he became, sobbing, but his voice was very low, for fear of waking up Su Bao'er.

I don't know how long it took for Wang Lan's crying to gradually stop, she stopped choking, withdrew from the sadness of the river of anti-current, and calmed down.

It was also at this time that she realized how embarrassing her current situation was, she was hugged by Qin Munan, who had only been with her for a few hours, her face was against the other party's hot neck, the softness under her pretty bones was close to the man's solid chest, and a thick and slightly rough hand was pressing on her shoulder blade.

Teng, her Trenshu white skin instantly burned, and the fire spread from her cheeks to her whole body, and not an inch of skin was spared.

It's been more than a year, and it's the first time she's been hugged like this by a man.

In the strong manly atmosphere, the flood in her heart rushed out again, flooding, this time, there was a great posture of rushing to the sea and not returning.

However, Wang Lan is Wang Lan after all, and when she had the last shred of reason left, she held Su Bao'er's hand and left one free, gently pushed Qin Munan, and then pulled her pretty face away from Qin Munan's shoulder socket.

The face is slightly drunk, pale red and intoxicating.

At first, Qin Munan didn't understand what was going on, but when he looked at Wang Lan's pretty face, he suddenly realized that his eyes fell on the slightly drunk face again.

Wang Lan was flustered, his gaze dodged, and he met Qin Munan's gaze again.

The two looked at each other, speechless.