Chapter 4: The Counterattack of the Wealthy Sister-in-law (4)

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, finally an hour after Xu Hua went out to find a man, Yan Zigao quietly closed the door, tried his best to pick a small alley and walked against the wall, avoiding crowded places, leaving this landing site of two rebirths, with mixed feelings with his head down.

It's really sad to run away like a thief against the wall, once upon a time he was still the president of the group, it's really a matter of things, and this life is even more terrifying than the previous life.

In his previous life, he didn't have the experience of escaping at night, and he didn't know that he was the 'prince' in Xu Hua's tanuki for the prince, so he didn't make the decision to cut it off for a long time, and only planned to come back less after going to college.

Such indecisiveness led Xu Hua, his wife and Zhang He, to prevent him from returning to the Yan family for the next two years, and directly caused that when he was recognized back, the Yan family had already determined that Yan Kou was the next successor.

He must return to the Yan family before Yan Kou succeeds this time and become the next successor.

Yan Zigao, who was planning while escaping, didn't notice that there was a pair of men and women hugging each other and kissing each other in the alley, and he didn't expect that he would bump into him directly when he was walking with his head down.

The most unexpected thing is that the man I rubbed turned out to be Xu Hua's old customer, and he came to the house with Xu Hua today, and he also met Yan Zigao a lot of men!

It was the eighteen-year-old Zhang He who was discussing what to do with him!

Yan Zigao almost burst into tears on the spot, countless scenes of being tied up and abused flashed in his mind, and his feet were as heavy as lead and couldn't be moved.

"Azusa?" Zhang He was also shocked that he would be bumped into by Yan Zigao, and let go of the woman in his arms with a pale face.

"It's so late, how can you ......"

"Don't you know how to run?" The bracelet suddenly contracted and scolded, causing Yan Zigao to come back to his senses, and without waiting for Zhang He to finish speaking, he turned around and turned on the motor and ran wildly.

The wind blew his hair and passed by scattered passers-by, Yan Zigao felt that he must have exposed his smooth forehead at this moment, like a madman running at night, he really worked hard to protect his chastity......

If there is no old man who is followed by a perverted old man, he should simply sing a song.

"Zigao, stop me!" Obviously running fast, Yan Zigao doesn't know why he was picked up by Zhang He on his shoulder, is this still a weak chicken teacher?

Yan Zigao, who learned a lesson and reacted very quickly, turned around and picked up the big schoolbag and smashed it hard: "Let go, stinky old man!"

"You can't escape!" Zhang He gritted his teeth and said heavily, completely no longer pretending to smile on weekdays.

Yan Zigao Shuang turned over and smashed people, but the big schoolbag was dragged by Zhang He who smashed on the ground, and the feeling of turning over instantly became dead!

Uncle, can you let Xiaosheng go for a life?

Almost crying with a sad face, Yan Zigao quickly made the decision to abandon the car to protect the handsome, and then ran wildly as soon as his hands were loosened, even if Zhang He howled fiercely in the back, or his shoes almost fell off, he had to run.

When he turned his head again and saw Xu Hua who was still chasing behind him, he was about to go crazy, stabilized his body that was almost tripped over, and decisively turned his head and rushed forward.

When I rushed out of the poverty-stricken area, I saw the spacious national highway and almost burst into tears, this is โ–กโ–ก naked true love.

Yan Zigao began to stand in the middle of the road to stop the car shamelessly.

One, with a bang, passed in front of him without hesitation,

Two, sloppy past him in front of his eyes, ignoring him,

Three, hey passed from his eyes ignoring him.

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Yan Zigao felt that he was almost in a hurry, and the escape was very smooth when he crossed last time, and there was no shelter at all.

"Yan Zigao, you are a female cousin, stop me!" Xu Hua's roar could already be heard behind him.

Yan Zigao had nothing to do and directly blocked the car with his body, if he didn't escape this time, he might face the possibility of ruining his life and being sold in advance.

He has to gamble, and if he doesn't succeed, he will be a benevolent!

The dazzling headlights hit his face, and Yan Zi reflexively squinted and turned his head......

For a moment, Yan Zigao's heart was so fast that he could catch up with the motor that was running at full power, and he almost jumped out of his throat.

God, thank you very much for the car owner who parked for himself!

Yan Zigao, who was very grateful, almost ran to the passenger seat with starry eyes: "Save me!" Someone is going to kill me! โ€

As she spoke, she pointed to Xu Hua, who had already stepped onto the road, she looked like a perverted murderer in the dark at the moment, and Yan Zigao, who turned his head to see this scene, said that he was frightened.

Hurriedly begged the owner of the car, but fortunately, before he could scream, the handsome owner said: "Get in the car." โ€

Yan Zigao was so frightened that he almost cried, and before he had time to thank him, he pulled the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

As soon as the door closed, the luxury car immediately overspeeded, bringing up a strong wind to brush past Xu Hua, Yan Zigao looked back at the crazy woman who was taken down on the road by the car for the rest of his life, and the heartbeat of his throat and eyes calmed down a little bit.

Yan Zigao thanked him after calming down, and remembered that he used a large bag of things to smash Zhang He, and he was so distressed that he was so distressed that he only had a shoulder bag left on his body.

Fortunately, โ–กโ–ก and the admission letter were in the satchel, otherwise it would be troublesome to escape.

The car slowly stopped, and Yan Zigao guessed that maybe the owner of the car saw that he was out of danger and planned to let him get out of the car.

It's just that in this wilderness, I begged the owner to send the Buddha to Xibei.

Looking at the cold side face of the car owner with an unspeakable wish, Yan Zigao slowly held the car door with his hand, lowered his head and whispered, "Thank you." โ€

Before he could exert himself, the owner of the car suddenly leaned over and cast a shadow on Yan Zigao's body, with the other party's warm breath in his ears. The ambiguous up and down posture made him so shocked that he couldn't move, is this just saying goodbye to the crazy woman, and encountering the night BT?

"Buckle up your seatbelts." The owner of the car leaned sideways and reached out to touch Yan Zigao's safety buckle against the door, and said indifferently.

Yan Zi Gao Petrochemical was on the spot, can you buckle a seat belt and not be so ambiguous.

The teenager stopped a luxury car in the middle of the night and was ambiguously encircled by a strange car owner...... It's almost on the hot search.

And if you have to be so ambiguous, can you not speak so coldly, he is about to be frostbitten when he is surrounded, [crying] begging the owner to normalize.

It must be the wrong way he stopped the car, or the wrong way to open the door!

The car restarted, and Yan Zigao silently cried in his heart until dawn.

I really can't cry until dawn.

Because the owner of the car is speeding, Yan Zigao arrived at the door of the hotel ten minutes after reporting the place of stay, which is a family he came to live by chance when he was a student, the price is reasonable and the conditions are good, and the most important thing is that the safety is high!

Yan Zigao, who was dazed in the car, thanked the owner of the car and got out of the car and entered the hotel with a shake.

The owner of the silver-white limited edition luxury car leaned against the door and took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth without igniting it, looking at the door of the hotel with sharp eyes in the evil spirit, and a minute later saw Yan Zigao coming out of the hotel, and the owner's brows were raised.

Yan Zigao came out of the hotel in frustration.

In his previous life, when he came to live here, he came out to do research in his junior year, and he happened to be eighteen years old, so he didn't notice that this inn had to be eighteen years old to open a room! The little sister at the front desk estimated that the student who had just come out of society refused to let him register with a straight face.

It's good to close your eyes and register him, do you need to be so serious?

Yan Zigao had to go out to find a hotel again, it was one or two o'clock in the morning, and a gust of wind was blowing on the deserted street.

Yan Zigao shrank his neck and frowned, and suddenly found that the handsome little angel owner who saved him had not left, and his frowning brows suddenly relaxed, and the whole person was instantly lit up.

With such an old face, a posture of holding a cigarette, and a bullish sports car, the little angel must be an adult and can ask him for help.

After making up his mind in his heart, Yan Zigao put his hands in his pockets, shrunk his neck and smiled in front of them, and said softly: "Thank you for parking just now." โ€

"You've already thanked you." The little angel interrupted him coolly.

Yan Zigao found that the little angel who rescued him was a little cold, and the conversation seemed to be very unsuccessful, so he touched the bridge of his nose uncomfortably: "It may be a good deed for you every day, but it is a life-saving grace for me." Just could I ask you another favor? Go into the hotel and help register your name. โ€

"Don't need "you", public inquiry. โ€

Yan Zigao, who was interrupted, reacted that people were introducing themselves, and he hurriedly echoed, "It was Mr. Gongjing." My name is Yan Zigao. โ€

"Is there a lighter?" Gongjingxun didn't seem interested in his self-introduction, and asked with a frown in his cigarette.

Yan Zigao was stunned by the speed of changing the topic, and groped in his satchel for a while, only touching out a box of matches: "Only matches, is it okay?" โ€

Gong Jingxun didn't speak, and moved his upper body slightly towards Yan Zigao.

Yan Zigao felt that his heart was like a mirror at the moment, and he understood in an instant that the other party was asking him to light a cigarette!

glanced at the matchbox in his hand, and compared it with the luxury car next to him, it was not unreasonable for the little angel to dislike matches, not to mention that Yan Zigao still needed him to deign to go to the hotel with him, and lighting a cigarette was just a gesture. He had a hunch that after lighting a cigarette, the little angel would definitely accompany him to register~

Thinking like this, Yan Zigao quickly took out a match and lit it, protecting the small flame with his free hand, and carefully lit the cigarette contained in the mouth of the public scene.

This scene had to make Yan Zigao desert, feeling that he had instantly traveled into the personal brother who lit a cigarette for his eldest brother in Shanghai in the seventies and eighties, and then he was thundered by this imagination, and his little hand shook the flame and burned his fingers before he came back to his senses.

"Can you come with me to the hotel now to register?"

Gong Jingxun, who was waiting, took a deep breath of cigarette, held the cigarette between his fingers, looked at Yan Zigao in the smoke, and said, "No." โ€

Holding the burning match, Yan Zigao's heart was dripping blood, and he dared to love him just now, not a brother who could be a knife in his ribs if he lit a cigarette......

Yan Zigao pinched his palms with his fingernails, making himself sober up, and it was his life-saving benefactor standing opposite him, and it was not a matter at all to be tricked. Xu Hua and her daughter have been playing with themselves for more than ten years, and they are not the same.

"I'll bother you, see you next time." After mediation, say goodbye calmly.

Yan Zigao is not a dead-faced person, even if he is in a very low mood after being rejected, he still turns around and goes to the next hotel that is not over eighteen years old.

"My ID card is being reissued." Gong Jingxun looked at the child with a lost face and turned away, frowned and explained lightly.

Yan Zigao paused, he didn't expect the cold little angel to take the initiative to explain, the feeling of loss dissipated a little bit, and he turned around and smiled: "I know." โ€

After saying that, he looked around for the sign of the hotel, and the bracelet in his left hand suddenly moved, and a voice in his head instructed him to do things!