The sky was pitch black, and from time to time a few lightning bolts struck, shaking the entire country road. The thunder also shook the earth with the dark clouds, and the electric light twisted and twisted, like ten thousand golden dragons flashing in the clouds.

The heavy rain was like a big watering can in the sky, showering the earth continuously.

Seeing that the rain had no intention of stopping, Xiang Lan frowned slightly, and her worried look gradually spread in the night, and said to Zhang Liang: "Find foreign help, get in the car first." Then he pushed the umbrella in the direction of Yan's and quickly got into the car.

Although the woad is not a fierce tone, this cold and tired tone is no less than the effect brought by the fierce words.

Yan was originally reprimanded sullenly, but when he said this, he was half stunned and half happy, looked at Zhang Liang, and after the two made eye contact, they got into the car together.

After getting into the car, the three people did not speak, and the crows in the car were silent.

There were no street lights on the entire village road, and the night sky was covered with dark clouds, and it was pitch black, except for torrential rain and rumbling thunder.

The windows opened slightly, and the damp, cold air rushed into the car.

Yan's clothes were already half wet, and water began to drip from her hair, and it didn't take long for the juice and rain to become cold, and although she pretended to be relaxed, she couldn't stop her slightly trembling body.

Seeing this, Hulan's clear eyes flashed a trace of helplessness, frowned slightly, and took off his coat and handed it to Yan.

Yan Shi was slightly stunned, and it was not easy to refuse, and he did feel a little cold, so he smiled obediently and took the coat. Inadvertently, the hands of the two touched lightly, Song Lan was startled, and quickly withdrew her hand from her sight.

"Put it on. ”

Yan withdrew his misty eyes and put his clothes on.

A burst of fragrance hits, refreshing the breath.

Songlan is a person who loves to be clean, so the whole person exudes the fragrance of lotus flowers, and even this coat does not have a trace of sweat, or the smell of skin contact.

Yan said silently in his heart.

This coat was draped over her, and with the faint fragrance of lotus flowers, she had the illusion of being held by Song Lan, and her mind was a little trance for a while.

"Boss, you ......"

Xianglan tilted her head slightly to look at her, and frowned slightly, "Huh?"

The faint fragrance is more and more refreshing because of such a close posture.

Yan looked at his clear and bright eyes, a little less stern made people feel that they were warm and clear, like a breeze blowing, warmth hit, and if you don't pay attention, you will suck people in.

Being stared at by such a pair of eyes, Yan was sucked in again, and a pair of eyes looked at Xiang Lan in a daze.

Woad sighed softly, her cold voice slightly drawn into tiredness.

"If you don't have anything to say, don't speak. ”

The simple two words, like a cool breeze gently sweeping through the corridor at night, are fleeting, but they make Yan's heart feel a kind of warmth for no reason. She nodded and obediently shut up. After a while, the pajamas hit, and she fell asleep, and slept comfortably, the corners of her lips maintained a slight upward arc.

The silence inside the car spreads silently, and the rainstorm outside is sometimes extremely fierce and sometimes extremely gentle. Woad Lan was listening to the rain and meditating, closing her eyes to recuperate, and suddenly felt a heavy weight on her shoulder.

Yan was grinning contentedly and leaning on his shoulder.

He stared at Yan's face motionlessly, his eyes were rippling, and he seemed to have a gentle smile.

"I haven't seen you for many days, and I miss it very much. ”

Affectionate and soft, the words were soon drowned in the night.

For cold people, it is even more touching to say this kind of thing.

He stretched out his hand again to stabilize her, and inadvertently touched her long hair, which was smooth and fine, with a faint fragrance, but he couldn't smell the fragrance of flowers.

As if he heard it, Yan smiled and hugged Wolan.

Seeing this, Zhang Liang frowned, "Miss Yan?!"

Woad waved her hand, interrupting him.

"No problem. ”

Zhang Liang was helpless, so he had to say softly: "This car won't come for a while, the boss can take a nap, I'll just look at it." ”

Xiang Lan seemed to think of something, he raised his head in contemplation, the smile on his face gradually faded, and when he looked at Yan again, a thick sense of guilt flowed out of his eyes.

"It's fine. ”

They waited about twenty minutes for the trailer to arrive. After a series of jobs, their car was towed on the road by a trailer. The road was still very quiet, and there were only two cars driving slowly on the dark road, and this lifeless and thick atmosphere made people feel as if they wanted to grab something in their arms.

Yan had woken up and sat upright next to his boss. Sneak a few sneak glances at the boss from time to time. I saw Xianglan's right hand propped up at the car window, her head slightly facing outward, I don't know if I was enjoying the dark scenery or contemplating.

"Boss?"

Yan called softly.

Sheadan turned her head to look at her, and her bright eyes were shining in the silence of the darkness.

"Huh?"

Yan moved his body and moved closer to Xianglan, frowned slightly, as if he was annoyed, and asked, "Boss, are you ...... body?"

Wolan's heart sank, and soon a faint smile escaped from his lips, and he looked at her, as if he was trying to figure out what she meant. After a long time, he replied with a smile: "It's okay, you're worried about me?"

The words were as gentle as water, and Yan's face was slightly red in an instant, as if he had been seen through his careful thoughts. The so-called mind can't be spoken, and the wheel in the intestine turns.

She pretended to be free and easy: "It's okay...... I'm fine, my clothes ......," he said, taking off his coat and handing it to Woin.

"These days, you and Sister Zhang have worked hard. ”

He stopped her movements and put his clothes back on her.

Yan Shi was startled, raised his eyes to meet his gentle gaze, the depth was like the sea, and the voice was cold, but it made her feel extremely stable, as if everything was under his control.

What a gentle man!

The hands that were about to leave stayed on Yan's face, wiping the water droplets from her head.

Her makeup is a bit spent, but it looks like it has a different sense of beauty.

He stared at her quietly, as if struggling in pain, and finally, he slowly stretched out his fingers and gently touched her lips, carefully and gently.

Her lips were very cold, and at that moment, Woad had an illusion, as if she was caressing a lotus flower in the water, and he wanted to have this lotus flower all over, and he couldn't help but want to get closer.

Yan's heartbeat became rapid, and he looked at him in a daze.

Xianglan's eyebrows stretched out slightly, and her eyes had some bright color, caressing her soft and cold lips, and kissed them.

Zhang Liang saw every move of the two from the rearview mirror, and when he thought of Xu Jiajia, his heart was as uneasy as tossing and turning.