A car was full of people and drove away.

But there was still one left.

After the people in the car experienced the scene just now, the atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle.

No one knows what's going on with this big star.

They haven't been in contact with this Wen Xian, but everyone in the circle basically knows the inside information.

Everyone knows that Wen Xian looks gentle, beautiful and sexy on the surface, and he is always smiling in front of reporters, but I heard that he is doing something else in private.

Playing a big name, no sympathy, ruthless and indifferent, the public welfare is at most a money, and the documentaries of hard work as a volunteer are all for a show, and the kind that leaves immediately after the work is done, and will not stay for half a minute longer.

But now——?

Is this really the Wen string rumored in the circle?

And right now, the car was quiet, seeing the snowstorm coming, a female assistant finally couldn't help it, and whispered to Cheng Dongyuan in the main driver's seat: "Cheng, Cheng Producer, aren't we leaving...... aren't we leaving?"

Wen Xian got out of the car without authorization, and they couldn't stop it, but the car was still parked here for something.

As soon as these words came out-

The body has been in the semi-bright and semi-dark light, and Cheng Dongyuan, who has been silent for a long time, popped out a few words without the slightest emotion: "In a hurry, you go first." ”

In an instant, the female assistant was stunned, and then her face instantly turned red and white, and she was extremely embarrassed.

At this time, a figure finally gradually appeared in the rearview mirror.

Cheng Dongyuan's eyes lit up, staring at the man.

Sure enough, it was no longer her.

He pursed his lips lightly, and when he saw the young man rushing over, he started the car.

As soon as Sang Nian opened the car door, he immediately bent down and got in, covered his frozen red ears and hissed: "Thank you, let's go quickly, this day is fatal." ”

The car finally left, Cheng Dongyuan didn't squeak, but saw that the young man who had just come up was pale, and he quietly turned on the temperature of the air conditioner a little more.

After being silent for a long time, he suddenly asked, "How old are you?" ”

Sang Nian rubbed his cold hands, the young man's eyes were clear and bright, without any impurities, and he smiled: "Why do you ask this, I am eighteen this year." ”

As soon as these words came out, the whole car fell silent.

When their car went wrong, an eighteen-year-old child was left behind for them.

......

The blizzard finally hit.

Gray, rolled with sand and ice crystals, crackling and smashing on the glass of the car.

It's not the first time Wen Xian has encountered this situation, although there is still some depression brought about by the last time she was on the verge of death, but this time with Lu Xiao by her side, she is not afraid.

Because, she is now nestled in the arms of the car owl.

Curled up like a child, wrapped around his arm, and in her hand, she was still holding a can of milk left in the car, biting the straw between her lips and teeth.

Although the tip of the little nose is still red, and the eye sockets are still moist, it is not too beautiful now.

Sure enough, no matter what the environment is, as long as she is with him, she is satisfied and happy.

"Is it cold or not?"

Lu Xiao tucked her coat under her neck and asked.

Wen Xian shook his head lightly, and handed him the milk straw again: "It's very sweet, you taste it." ”

Lu Xiao's gaze fell on the straw that she had taken, his gaze deepened, and he wiped his face to avoid: "You keep it for drinking, I'm not a child." ”

When Wen Xian heard this, he immediately tossed and changed his posture in his arms, twisting around.

Lu Xiao: "......"

"Captain Lu, where have you seen a child like me?"

She glanced down at herself, pride.