"Sixth sister, I always like to make that kind of joke, don't pay too much attention to it. ”

Xia Yunli sat in the passenger seat of Qin Lang's sports car and said in his ear.

Looking at it like that, Xia Yunli was also a little offended by Xia Yan's driving behavior that could never stop.

"I'm fine. ”

Qin Lang's hands holding the steering wheel unconsciously tightened a lot.

He is there not to drive, as a serious good man.

He always had some reactions.

But because of his identity and system, protecting his sister is his first priority.

His response was an understatement, but it seemed to hide a lot of unspeakable words.

Xia Yunli, as a girl with a strong artistic talent, naturally noticed a trace of Qin Lang's abnormality.

There was a faint flush on her face, but it quickly dissipated.

"Thank you. ”

She said, her voice sounding very small.

"What?"

Qin Lang felt as if he had heard Xia Yunli's voice in his ears, but when he glanced sideways.

He found that Xia Yunli was looking at the road in front of the car, as if he was not talking to himself at all.

Harm.

Next, with the doubts in his heart, Qin Lang drove all the way to the antique market.

After a long silence between the two of them, Xia Yunli began to wander around the antique market with Xia Yunli in his hand.

"I'm not very good at treasure hunting, and last night's gymnastics didn't look like it worked. ”

Xia Yunli took Qin Lang's hand and dangled it in the air.

The two of them look very much like a couple in love.

Most of the customers in this antique market are elderly people.

It is rare for urban youths like Qin Lang and Xia Yunli to appear.

For a time, the two people holding hands attracted the attention of many people.

Xia Yunli keenly felt the gazes cast on the two of them, and felt very happy and satisfied in his heart.

She felt that it was a very honorable thing to have a rich and handsome boyfriend like Qin Lang.

Although the reality is not like that.

"Oh, look inside, it's all genuine antiques!"

A shopkeeper who was standing at the door of the store to solicit business greeted Qin Lang, seemingly eyeing the two of them.

Qin Lang and Xia Yuhe are wearing famous brands, and they all look like rich masters.

Qin Lang showed a kind smile to the shopkeeper, which could be regarded as a polite response.

"Let's go in and have a casual stroll. ”

Qin Lang leaned over and said in Xia Yunli's ear, and directly pulled her into the store.

What he failed to notice was that a blush appeared uncontrollably on Xia Yunli's face.

Her other hand patted lightly on her flushed face.

So that this embarrassed blush can disappear quickly.

As soon as the two men entered the shop, the shopkeeper stopped greeting.

This is the basic rule of visiting an antique shop - quiet.

Qin Lang took Xia Yunli's hand and walked around the store, each time in front of a carefully placed antique.

He always only looked at it twice, then shook his head and left.

Xia Yunli couldn't figure out what Qin Lang was going to do at this moment.

At first, she thought that Qin Lang was to help her improve her ability to appreciate treasures, so he brought her out alone early in the morning.

But now, Xia Yunli feels that things are not so right.

This Qin Lang patronized himself to look at the antiques, and he didn't explain to her at all.

Her little head was suddenly filled with small question marks.

But looking at Qin Lang's focused appearance, he couldn't find a chance to ask properly.

"Nothing good looks like. ”

Ten minutes later, Qin Lang walked out of the antique shop with Xia Yunli in tow.

He grumbled as he walked deeper into the antique market.

"Don't you want to call me a treasurer? Why don't you say a word about antiques?"

Xia Yunli said in Qin Lang's ear with a loud voice, and his voice sounded aggrieved.

Like a little girl who is despised.

Qin Lang listened to Xia Yunli's questioning of him, and the smile on his face suddenly brightened a lot.

The sisters' little girl-like question, every time Qin Lang hears it, he will find it very interesting.

"Didn't I already teach you, this time I'm here for other purposes. ”

Qin Lang had a wicked smile on his face, he deliberately didn't tell Xia Yunli the purpose, so that she could have something to look forward to.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from Qin Lang's palm.

He instinctively shook off Xia Yunli's hand and raised it to look in front of him.

found a heavy red mark on it, which was obviously pinched by Xia Yunli.

"Get up and open, get in the way of people walking, you know?"

Just as Qin Lang kept shaking his hand for the pain in his hand, a middle-aged man walked from behind the two of them.

The man passed directly between the two of them, and his mouth was still swearing.

"Good dogs don't get in the way!"

Oh!

Qin Lang looked at the rogue face of the person who came, and the anger in his heart immediately rushed to the top of his head.

grabbed the man's shoulder, and with a hard hand, he pinched it hard.

"Ahh

The man in front of him felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and screamed.

He turned his head and stared at Qin Lang with anger in his eyes.

I don't know where the hatred came from, Qin Lang felt that the man in front of him seemed to have a big opinion of him.

"Do you have an opinion?"

"What are you doing? Why haven't you seen this face?"

The man's eyes looked back and forth on Qin Lang's body, like an X-ray machine.

He wanted to think about Qin Lang thoroughly.

"We're just here to see antiques, are we breaking any rules?"

"I don't know the rules? ”

After the man's eyes looked at Qin Lang, he moved to Xia Yunli on the side.

He rubbed his stubble chin with his right hand.

His eyes showed a faint fierce light.

"Routine check!"

Suddenly, a loud voice rang out throughout the antique street.

This is a patrol officer who comes to patrol every day.

The antique market is a special place in Minghai City.

There have been many fatal fights here, almost all of which were due to antique counterfeiting.

There was even a time when an old man who sold fake antiques got into a direct fight with someone on the street, and was sent to the hospital.

After many things like this happen, the patrol police of Minghai City will come here every day to care.

"What are you guys doing here?"

The patrolman has a baton in his hand and a mighty police dog.

Walked straight to the three people who were confronting each other.

"Li Laosan, why did you lose money again today?

The patrolman looked like he knew a middle-aged man, and he called out his nickname directly.

Qin Lang was only then proud to know the name of the person in front of him.

"Li Laosan. ”

He instinctively repeated the chant in his mouth.

"What's the matter with you, is your name the same?"