With a slight groan, Lu Yan directly turned her in a different direction and faced herself.

The scorching collision of eyes does not have a charming thought, but an extraordinarily focused gaze, as if to include a qiē in front of you in the bottom of your eyes and heart.

After a long time, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "You are really my proud little Nier!" ”

Just before entering the door, he heard Su Nuanxia mention what happened four years ago.

He hadn't heard of the name Shengqing, and he didn't know about it, so he should have handled it in a low-key manner.

But because of this low profile, it is too inconsistent with the seemingly murderous scene described by Su Nuanxia in a few words. It is conceivable that the concealment of this matter, and the unspeakable things involved!

However, that kind of scene was not too terrible for him.

What he had seen was far more dangerous than what Bo Jinghan had experienced. Even some of his own past experiences.

But as long as I think of his woman, I was once in a hellish trough, rendered by dark red blood and despair and pathos.

Thinking of the appearance of her wolf bèi in a coma last night, thinking of her endless tears this morning, and thinking of the calm relief she felt when she said to herself that she didn't expect to see the sun again......

His heart was pounding for a while, painful and dry.

And at this moment, Bo Jinghan couldn't help but be in a trance because of his "pride".

Gazing up at him.

Facing the light, the black eyes that were originally as cold and deep as the night seemed to be coated with a layer of faint gold, diluting the depth of his eyes.

And her shadow was reflected in his eyes.

It seems to be gazing only for her.

The temperature of the air in the room seems to have risen inadvertently.

The indescribable hot breath lingered around the two of them, slowly fermenting.

Suddenly, her heart pounded and beat hard.

And the panic before, the worry, the dull pain, and the inextricable relationship about this incident that she had not yet sorted out, seemed to be temporarily erased and discarded by his deep voice and gentle and fiery embrace.

Let her completely sink into this warm embrace.

Knock Knock Knock -

A discordant knock at the door interrupted the quiet of the years.

Lu Yan let go of her, picked up a thin blanket from the beauty couch, and draped it over her.

"It's supposed to be crazy about them, I'll open the door!"

"......" Bo Jinghan didn't speak, but his hand unconsciously grabbed the tips of his fingers.

But it was just a subconscious little action, and he soon realized his gaffe and let him go.

And smiled encouragingly, signaling to him that he was fine.

"Good, if you don't want to see them, I'll help you send them away!"

Reaching out to lift up a strand of hair on her forehead, Lu Yan patted her on the shoulder and walked quickly to the bedroom door.

Standing outside the door, it wasn't Qiao Shufang.

"Lu Shao."

The housekeeping assistant who came to clean in the morning stood outside the door, looked at the two people who followed behind him with some nervousness, and reported in a low voice: "They insist on coming up, I can't stop ......"

"yes, I see. It's okay here, you go downstairs first! ”

commanded, Lu Yan skillfully went out sideways, just blocking the sight of everyone outside.

By the time the bedroom door was closed, the domestic helper had already left.

Lu Yan squinted at the two people who broke in, and kept a social distance of one meter and two away from them, and his voice was indifferent: "Who asked you to come!" ”