Why are you so daring? Duan Yan tugged at her collar and pulled her to his side, without a smile on his face.

Wen Qiao tugged on her collar, the other party's strength was too great, and she didn't mean to let go, she simply withdrew her hand and said in a cold voice: I didn't run. You let go first.

Duan Yan snorted lightly, I haven't run yet, if it weren't for my big steps, I'm afraid you would have run away a long time ago.

He was tall and tall at all, and leaned towards Wen Qiao's side as he spoke, and the shadow was like a mountain pressing down, giving Wen Qiao an uncomfortable sense of oppression, suppressing the fear that was gradually floating in her heart, and she couldn't breathe.

Enduring the feeling of oppression that comes from the ground, I can't help frowning and looking at this person who shouldn't be here, how did you come here?

Only then did Duan Yan face Wen Qiao, I came to find you.

Wen Qiao's heart trembled, she knew that He Duan Yan was a crazy person, and he would make some moves that maybe even he couldn't explain.

She was afraid of him from the bottom of her heart. But she didn't want to be seen through by him, or blackmailed.

Why did you block me? Duan Yan's eyes staring at her were full of oppression, his dark eyes seemed to be able to see everything, and his tone seemed to be asking a prisoner.

Wen Qiao was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically, is it necessary for me to contact you?

She paused, and mocked: Who would want to keep in touch with a bad guy who has violated them.

That incident became a past that Wen Qiao did not dare to touch, and every night in the dead of night would always appear in her dreams like a nightmare, no matter how she cried for help, even if she escaped, she would be dragged back to the black cabin by the bad guys in her dreams, grinding her nerves over and over again.

She hated Duan Yan.

I can't wait for a thousand cuts, how can I keep my contact information.

Duan Yan frowned, a wrinkle squeezed out of his eyebrows, and he didn't seem to like Wen Qiao to comment on him like this, but quickly, he returned to his previous appearance.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth: I told you not to block me.

Wen Qiao was a little frightened in her heart, but she still held her breath and confronted him, I blocked it, and then, do you want to take me back and lock me up and take pictures?

Wen Qiao's emotions were mobilized, and his chest rose and fell violently with his breathing as he spoke.

Just then, Wen Qiao's cell phone rang.

She glanced at it quickly, it was from the office, and she turned to the side to pick it up.

Wanwan. Wen Qiao subconsciously glanced at Duan Yan, what's wrong?

Yu Wan said: It's almost eight o'clock, I see that you haven't come back yet, when will you come back?

Wincho said: I'm at the playground, I'll go up in a moment.

Yu Wan said: Then I'll go down and pick you up.

Wen Qiao was afraid that Yu Wan would really run down, and if he saw Duan Yan, it would be difficult to explain, no, no. I went upstairs quickly.

Hanging up the phone, Wen Qiao let out a breath and looked at the time just after eight :10, Lu Yunzheng would almost video with her at this time of day.

She felt a little anxious, and she didn't plan to stand here with Duan Yan and blow the cold wind like a fool.

Out of politeness, she still said: I have to leave beforehand.

Duan Yan stared at him faintly, and said at the moment when she was about to turn around: Wen Qiao, you can't hide.

Wen Qiao suddenly smiled, what am I hiding?

As you heard as well, I still have work to do. It's been a disturbance to my life once. Wen Qiao took a breath before holding back his anger, do you want to bother a second time?

After speaking, she looked at him calmly, trying to find some answers from his eyes.

Duan Yan shook his head, you forgot that I said that you are a bargaining chip.

His eyes turned cold and heavy, and he was not qualified to talk to me about the conditions. I've gotten you a lot of indulgence.

Wen Qiao was amused by his remarks, Duan Yan, have you seen too much, I am a person, not an object, you can't threaten anyone with me, and I won't be threatened by you again.

Listened to these words. Duan Yan was still expressionless.

Wen Qiao glanced up at the office building, the street lights on the fourth floor turned on, and Yu Wan came out of the office and went downstairs.

Wen Qiao said directly: Okay, I don't care what you want to do, stay away from me.

As soon as Wen Qiao walked downstairs to the office building, Yu Wan jumped down from the steps and grabbed Wen Qiao's arm, Qiaoqiao, you are too slow.

Wen Qiao curled the corners of his mouth, and I just answered the phone.

Yu Wan laughed, his eyes were crooked like crescents, Lu Yunzheng called.

Wen Qiao leaned down on her, no.

They went up to the second floor, and Duan Yan was still standing on the playground, motionless, like a statue.

Wen Qiao then noticed that he didn't seem to be wearing much, but even if he died cold, it wasn't her business.

Yu Wan stood on the second floor, curiously looked at the playground, and pointed to the person in the shadows, Qiaoqiao, is that your friend?

She vaguely remembered that when she first came out of the office, she seemed to glance at this person who had been here for a long time and had been waiting on the playground.

Wen Qiao shook his head: No. I don't know.

Yu Wan was stunned for a moment, forget it if you don't know him, I thought I was friends with you and Lu Yunzheng.

The two didn't pay attention to this little episode anymore, and went upstairs, Wen Qiao drank a cup of hot water, and sent a WeChat message to Lu Yunzheng to report his safety.

The other party immediately kicked his nose in the face and sent a bunch of WeChat over.

Wen Qiao casually clicked on a voice, and Lu Yunzheng's apology came from there, saying earnestly that he was wrong, and he could no longer disappear without saying hello, and specially emphasized that there was an accident that night, and the phone happened to be out of battery.

Wen Qiao suppressed his voice and muttered: Scumbag.

As soon as the words fell, Lu Yunzheng seemed to have telepathy, and the phone dialed.

Before Wen Qiao could speak, Lu Yunzheng's first-rise master asked: Wife, you entered for a minute.

Wen Qiao moved the corners of his mouth, and then what?

Lu Yunzheng complained aggrievedly: Then you still didn't reply to me. Don't you love me anymore?

Wen Qiao was surprised. She didn't expect to hear this sentence from Lu Yunzheng's mouth one day, she still remembered that when she first returned to Nancheng, Meng Siyan stuck to his side, loving him one by one, at that time the corners of his eyebrows were flying, smiling lightly and then replying to the other party with an ambiguous and conjecturing answer.

The polar reversal is really fast.

Wen Qiao suddenly thought about teasing him, what do you say.

Lu Yunzheng gritted his teeth and smiled lazily, and the laughter seemed to echo in his chest.

Wen Qiao's ears were hot when he heard it, and he whispered: Don't laugh.

Lu Yunzheng tried his best to restrain his laughter, but his voice still overflowed from his throat, and he said three good things in a row, which made Wen Qiao happy.

Wen Qiao complained to him that during his visit today, he had not paid attention and had fallen, and he might have fallen to his knee.

Lu Yunzheng's voice immediately sank, and he took a picture for me.

Wen Qiao said that it was okay, she couldn't take pictures in the office, and Lu Yunzheng insisted on looking at the photos.

Wen Qiao had no choice but to hang up the phone and go to the bathroom, lifted her trouser leg to check it, she thought it was just a knock, and she didn't feel much pain, but now she found that there was a bruise on her knee, with a little inconspicuous blood, which looked terrible.

Because she was not good at taking pictures, she also took off half of her trouser leg and shoes and socks, stepped on the toilet seat with her toes, and then bent her knees to pat the whole knee in, and at the same time, the calves and toes of the camera were tense into a beautiful arc.

Wen Qiao put on his pants haphazardly, and after sending the photo to Lu Yunzheng, he bent over to put on his shoes and socks, and tidied up his clothes

Lu Yunzheng's phone came back, how did you get it?

Wen Qiao explained, Lu Yunzheng was very dissatisfied with her explanation, and after a few words of reprimand, his voice suddenly changed a little subtly, and there was an indescribable dullness, did you deliberately take this kind of photo?

Wen Qiao was stunned for a moment, still trying to distinguish which kind of photo.

She heard Lu Yunzheng's whisper explode in her ears, and instantly lit a fire in her heart, blazing.

Lu Yunzheng plays hard, and the repressed inferior nature is exposed, and the more he is suppressed, the more eager he is, he didn't feel this way before, at that time, there were many women who stuck to him, and he took advantage of it at most, if he really took it home to play, he really didn't have that kind of thought.

It's like playing, if it really gets to the point of being in bed, he still has a bit of a cleanliness habit in his heart.

But Wincho is different. It's the soft flesh he puts on the tip of his heart, and it doesn't hurt enough, just thinking about the previous warmth is a little impatient.

The voice dyed with emotion became hoarse and charming, and she tempted Wen Qiao to indulge with him on the phone with a tactful tone, how dare Wen Qiao in the office, she covered her mobile phone and said that she was in the office, Lu Yunzheng was determined not to let her go.

Jojo, you find a place where no one is. His voice seemed hoarse, and his breathing became heavy.

Wen Qiao covered the phone and said hello to Yu Wan and rushed out of the door. She looked in the hallway with the street lights on and the cameras on them.

But on the other end of the phone, Lu Yunzheng's breathing was very heavy, and the hot breath he exhaled slapped on the phone, which made Wen Qiao frightened.

Wen Qiao ran all the way down to the small garden in the back mountain, the small garden was planted with a lot of ancient trees, the trees were tall and dense like a dense net, there were no street lights here, and no one wanted to come in the cold.

Wen Qiao clutched his pounding heart and gasped.

Lu Yunzheng's low, hoarse voice crashed into his ear canal along the airwaves, and Wen Qiao closed his eyes. As if she could feel the hot breath spilling over her ears, she couldn't help but shrink her ears.

When she opened her eyes again, she had the illusion of being wrapped in his breath.

Her legs were weak, she sat down on the stone stool, biting her lip, listening to the movement on the other end of the phone, her face burned red but she couldn't say a word.

Jojo. Lu Yunzheng's voice was low, and there was a good resonance, where are you now, tell me.

Wincho whispered: in the small garden behind the office building.

Lu Yunzheng made some movement on the other end, Wen Qiao felt anxious, she wanted to hang up the phone, but she thought that Lu Yunzheng was no better than her at the moment, so she endured it.

Wen Qiao's palm pressed against the cold stone bench, and he didn't feel the cold at all, but felt that the fire was about to melt itself, and his breathing became uncontrollable.

Lu Yunzheng opened his mouth and said: Can I open a video?

Wincho subconsciously refused: Don't. Then he hurriedly added: There is no light on my side, it is very dark.

Don't you want to see me?" Lu Yunzheng asked bluntly.

Where could Wen Qiao stand this tone, I don't know if it was freezing or something else, she sniffed and said in a fragile voice: Think.

Lu Yunzheng whispered on the other end of the phone, each sentence just squeezed Wen Qiao's already weak breathing, and in the end, she could only rely on instinct to turn on the camera.

The picture that appeared on the screen was not very good, Wen Qiao even wanted to hide a little, and soon the camera turned and aimed at Lu Yunzheng's face.

The good-looking pupils are dark and distinct, the tails of the eyes are red, the eyelashes seem to be stained with a thin layer of sweat and soft, and the eyelids are drooping, lazy and casual.

His eyes were glued to the screen. Commanded: Jojo.

Wen Qiao raised the screen a little closer, even if the voice was turned low, holding the phone in such a dark environment, she still felt frightened.

She is like a bow tight, and the slightest movement can be broken.

Lu Yunzheng's smile was full of merry, especially at this time, it was particularly seductive, his eyes were like a bottomless pool of water, which made people step into it with one foot.

For a while, he only dared to cover the screen with his little hands and peek.

Wincho's sanity gradually crumbled. I heard Lu Yunzheng sticking to his mobile phone and saying I love you. Then I felt like a dead leaf, trampled to pieces.

Wen Qiao's eyes squeezed out physiological tears, not knowing if it was cold or something.

Then there was a rustling sound, and it was a long time before he walked back and picked up his phone and pointed it at himself.

As soon as he washed his hands, he didn't have time to wipe the wet water droplets, and he stroked Wen Qiao on the screen.

Really love you.

Wen Qiao's sanity was little by little regained and pieced together into a complete side, her eyes were red, and her eyes were staring at Lu Yunzheng, you bastard.

The voice is very soft and soft, dragging the tone of breathlessness, not only is it not lethal, but it makes people feel that they are coquettish, Lu Yunzheng also feels the same, and a chuckle overflows from his throat: Okay, I'm a bastard.

The man called the bastard leaned against the head of the bed to adjust his breathing, and with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, he stared at Wen Qiao motionlessly.

Wen Qiao's cheeks were hot, but fortunately it was dark here, catching the screen to reflect a little of her outline.

I'm going home.

Lu Yunzheng carefully observed Wen Qiao's emotions. Are you crying?

The ambiguous atmosphere is gone, and Wen Qiao just wants to scold: cry your uncle.

She was like a rabbit that had been provoked, with red eyes and puffed cheeks, and she made the most ferocious appearance.

Lu Yunzheng was not only not frightened, but also said with a smile: I don't have an uncle.

Wen Qiao was annoyed and angry, she felt that Lu Yunzheng was deliberate, and scolded him a few words negatively, Lu Yunzheng put on a lazy look of being scolded more and more ruthlessly, which made Wen Qiao angry.

Lu Yunzheng pinched his eyebrows. Xuxu stretched out his hand as if touching Wen Qiao's head, and said after making a movement: I miss you so much.

Originally, Wen Qiao was still angry and was appeased by this sentence, and her frowning brows instantly stretched, I miss you too.

The hoarseness in Lu Yunzheng's throat has not subsided, I can't hug you and kiss you.

Wen Qiao's heart softened, after all, it was her own decision to come to Guzhai, Lu Yunzheng was not angry, but also let her stay here with peace of mind, now that she thinks about it, it is indeed impulsive.

She hadn't seen him for a day, and she hadn't seen him for days.

Is this acceptable tonight? Lu Yunzheng carefully investigated Wen Qiao's feedback.

Wen Qiao hummed softly and added: Can you pick a location in the future.

Lu Yunzheng raised his eyebrows, smiling a little ill-willedly, I will wait for you next time.

The small garden was dark and damp, and the temperature was even lower in the middle of the night, and Wen Qiao froze even in a thick down jacket, and his toes and fingers were almost unconscious.

Ahh

Lu Yunzheng regretted it, and hurriedly said: Wife. Come home.

Wen Qiao wrapped his clothes and stood up, feeling that his legs were a little numb and he couldn't walk, Lu Yunzheng was even more distressed, and scolded himself for not being a human being.

After standing for a while, Wen Qiao's blood was alive, and she hugged the mobile phone bar and chirped the screen to reassure the other party: I was happy to do it myself.

Having said that, Lu Yunzheng's guilt was even more obvious.

Wen Qiao suddenly thought of the time when she chased Lu Yunzheng before. I've tried everything, and he transferred the candy to the girls in the class, and the water never got his eyes.

He was high up at that time, and his eyes would never fall on her.

But she just likes it and tries her best to pester him. In fact, Lu Yunzheng didn't hate him very much before, and for a long time she couldn't keep up with her schoolwork, Aunt Rong asked Lu Yunzheng to tutor her with lectures, and he never refused, like any big brother to tutor her and check her homework.

He won't keep a cold face all the time, and occasionally when Wen Qiao still can't answer a certain question that he has explained three or four times, he will hit her forehead with a pen, and then dislike him for being stupid.

He would take the driver's car with her to school, get out of the car near the school gate first, and hold on to the car door and tell Wen Qiao: Don't say you know me at school.

Wen Qiao didn't know what it meant, and nodded stupidly in agreement.

Later, Lu Yunzheng's class ball game occupied their playground, and many girls screamed excitedly around the playground, their eyes following Lu Yunzheng.

The girls discussed who confessed to him and was rejected, what kind of girl he liked, and which girl he got close to recently, it sounded like Lu Yunzheng was very popular at school, and most of the girls admired him.

Wen Qiao doesn't like so many girls to look at him, his heart is sour and uncomfortable, some girls call Lu Yunzheng's name, he will turn around and wave at the girls on the field, it looks a little frivolous.

The first time Wen Qiao brought him water, Lu Yunzheng didn't raise his eyelids, glanced at the water in her hand when he walked past her, and took the water handed by the girl next to her, in exchange for an ear-bursting scream.

Wen Qiao looked at his back and felt that he was saying--Look, I won't take you when I take other people's water, don't get close to me.

Later, Lu Yunzheng stopped tutoring her, and his tolerance for her became lower and lower, and she was not even allowed to cross the line in the corridor shared by them. I don't know what node it is, or what it is, she and Lu Yunzheng are like misdrawn parallel lines, intersecting at one point by chance, and then quickly put on the right track, no matter how hard she tries, she can only stand parallel to him after all.

Wincho came back to his senses from the memory. She didn't expect Lu Yunzheng to feel a little guilty about him, if she could feel guilty before, Wen Qiao smiled and didn't think about it.

Wincho came home, took a hot shower, and replayed in his mind what had happened in the small garden, and the heat made his whole body red.

She hid in the quilt and stuffed her head, I don't know how long it took to lift the quilt and gasp for air, her slightly drooping eyelashes trembled, wet like a thin layer of water vapor.

She opened her eyes slightly. Eyes with moisture are revealed.

I don't know how long it slowed down, and when her breathing became gradually smooth and even, she managed to vibrate her mobile phone several times.

Turning sideways, he took the phone and slid the screen, and the WeChat message jumped out.

Lu: Wife, I can't wait.

Lu: I'm going to Hong Kong tomorrow and I'll come back to pick you up.

Wen Qiao rolled around on the bed twice, wrapped in the quilt and smirked for a while, and replied with a smile: Okay.

After the beating, she felt that something was wrong, and added: pay attention to safety.

After sending it, I still feel that something is missing. In a flash of inspiration, she adjusted the camera to selfie mode, then tugged at the collar of her wide pajamas and slapped it against her collarbone.

Snow-white skin, bulging collarbones, pure and lustful.

Wen Qiao dragged into Lu Yunzheng's dialog box with satisfaction, and replied to him: Husband, good night.

Lu Yunzheng's phone call came quickly.

Wen Qiao deliberately delayed for a while before answering, Lu Yunzheng's heavy breathing slapped on the phone, he gritted his teeth and sneered: Wen Qiao, did you deliberately not let me sleep?