The night was still dark, the car was moving forward on the secondary road, and the young man in the co-pilot kept looking back at Yinling and Luo Zhaoyang behind him, although he didn't want to understand how Luo Zhaoyang defeated those car bandits and road rage, but looking at Luo Zhaoyang still falling asleep, he still said worriedly: "I think you should go to the hospital to have a look, he is so seriously injured." ”

"No need, let's ......" Yinling looked at Luo Zhaoyang, who seemed to be asleep, and she said a little embarrassed.

It's not that she doesn't want to send Luo Zhaoyang to the hospital, but she really doesn't have any money, and the most important thing is that the police are looking for Luo Zhaoyang everywhere, if she goes to the hospital, it won't mean that she will throw herself into the net, and for her two reasons, she is embarrassed to say it at the moment, and she can't say it.

Looking at Yinling's embarrassment, the young man looked at Yinling again, looking at her simple clothes and Luo Zhaoyang's simple bandaging, he smiled, and seemed to understand Yinling's embarrassment.

"Dad, it's also a kind of fate that we met them, if you weren't in front of us, we might have met the robbers, now should we send the Buddha to the west and help them pay for some medical expenses." The young man smiled and said to his father, who was driving.

Thinking of the appearance of Yinling suddenly appearing in the car in front of them just now, he was still worried about her, and Yinling's angel-like face had been deeply imprinted in his mind, and he also understood at that moment that this woman should only exist in heaven, and it was rare to see her in the world.

The driver didn't rush to answer, he looked at the sad silver bell through the rearview mirror, he looked at his son's face again, and he said lightly: "We are willing to pay, and people may not be willing to go to the hospital, you have to ask others if they are willing." ”

"You're all injured like this, and you still don't want to be hospitalized?" The young man turned his head back to Silver Bell again, and he felt that if Silver Bell really refused, it would be an impossible thing.

"Thank you for your kindness, we don't know how to repay you for your life-saving grace, how can we let you break the bank, you Luzhen just put us down, we will naturally find the car back to Qingkaishi." Silver Bell reluctantly squeezed out a smile.

"Do you want to go back to the Qing Kai Market?"

"That's right, we are people from Qingkai City, we came to Lengshan to purchase traditional Chinese medicine, we didn't want to be robbed, we got a body injury, we went out today, and the last bus was wrong, I originally wanted to go to Luzhen first, and then turn around, I don't want this disaster to go alone, and I met a car bandit road blocker, fortunately, God didn't cut off our back road, let us meet you two nobles."

Yinling made up a story for herself and Luo Zhaoyang, because she didn't want these two people to feel that she and Luo Zhaoyang were not coming from the right way.

And it was her deliberate intention that made the driver begin to ask in a skeptical tone: "Qingkai is a thousand kilometers from Lengshan, and you come here to purchase?" ”

"Yes, this is a centralized wholesale place for traditional Chinese medicine, so we plan to purchase it here, so that we can save some costs." Yinling pretended to be very good, but the more he pretended, the more the father and son felt that Yinling was telling them a lie.

"No, as far as I know, there is a wholesale market for Chinese medicinal materials in Qingkai City, and from so far away, you shouldn't have a lot of volume, even if you can save a lot of freight, you can't come to Lengshan." The driver slowed down, and he looked through the rearview mirror at Silver Bell, which was starting to shrink a little, as if he wanted to hear what Silver Bell had to say, and he wondered why Silver Bell had made up such a lie to deceive himself.

"That's because of ......, it's because of ......" Yinling is not familiar with Qingkai City, although she knows that Lengshan is one of the traditional Chinese medicine distribution centers in the country, but she doesn't know that Qingkai City is not only a martial arts town, but also a traditional Chinese medicine distribution base in the south, and the middle-aged man's words made her start to not know how to answer.

"Maybe he thinks that the price of our medicinal materials in Lengshan is low and the quality is good." The young man in the passenger seat said to himself, as if he was helping Yinling explain, and as if he was saying his own thoughts.

"That's right, that is, we also have a traditional Chinese medicine distribution base in Qingkai, but the quality and quality of this traditional Chinese medicine can't compare to this cold mountain, just take ginseng as an example, the south can only be made and planted, but you have wild ones in the north, and the effect will naturally be different, so we ......"

"So you're going to come to Cold Mountain to buy it, right?" The man spoke, and he gave the most satisfactory answer to the question just now.

The driver looked at his son talking so enthusiastically, he glanced at his son and then asked, "I just cared about leaving, and I haven't had time to ask Miss what you call it." ”

"My name is Yinling, this is my brother, his name is ......" Yinling hesitated for a moment, and soon gave Luo Zhaoyang a new name: "His name is Yinyang, what about you big brother and uncle?" ”

"My name is Song Zifeng, this is my dad Song Guangming, we are passing through here, we ......"

Before Song Zifeng finished speaking, Song Guangming immediately straightened his face, and said a little unhappily: "Okay Zifeng, don't say it like a household registration, you are a man's family, how can you like to be so nagging, you are not annoying, and people don't want to listen to it, can't you let them have a good rest?" ”

Looking at Song Guangming's somewhat unpleasant face, Song Zifeng immediately stopped talking, although his father did not scold himself in front of Yinling, but watching his father's denial of himself again and again, he felt a little embarrassed in front of Yinling.

"Dad, you can concentrate on driving your car, I'll just chat with Yinling" Song Zifeng said lightly, he simply turned his body around and turned his gaze to the back.

"What are you talking about, don't you see that his brother is asleep now, and they have worked hard all the way, can't you let them rest well?" Song Ziguang looked at his son looking at Yinling's sparkling eyes, and he said unhappily.

The son is his, no one will know his son better than him, from his eyes, Song Zifeng looked at Yinling again.

In the 20 years of Song Zifeng's life, except for the fact that he did not have a girlfriend before the second grade of primary school, in the past ten years, he changed his girlfriend faster than he changed the tires, and now his son has feelings for a woman who does not know the origin and deliberately conceals his identity, which makes him worry.

"I'm sorry, your dad is really right, I want to take a good rest." Yinling listened to Song Guangming's words with other meanings, she squeezed out a little more smile, then moved Luo Zhaoyang's body, and then leaned her body against the parking space, and said embarrassedly.

"Alright then, you guys have a good rest, and I'll call you when it's time." Hearing Yinling say the same, Song Zifeng gave up, but his eyes still turned his head from time to time to look at Yinling's fairy-like face.

The car sped forward, and the bright light hanging high pointed them in the direction, and in this moonlit sky, a few stars were trying to shine, as if they wanted to win a place for themselves under such a night sky, and let the world know his existence.

The temperature in the car made Luo Zhaoyang slowly regain consciousness, and when he felt a sense of movement under his body, his two eyes, which were still tightly closed, suddenly opened.

Looking at the black roof of the car and the moon running outside the window, Luo Zhaoyang realized whether he was sitting in a car or sleeping on Yinling's big feet.

Looking at Yinling who was asleep, Luo Zhaoyang's original idea of holding himself up was immediately canceled, because he knew that this move would definitely shock Yinling's good dreams.

With Yinling's rhythmic breathing, Yinling's protruding chest also fell together, and it was also like that, Luo Zhaoyang suddenly wanted to enjoy this moment, and he even thought about lying on Yinling's body for the rest of his life, smelling her special fragrance.

And just when Luo Zhaoyang was thinking about not disturbing Yinling, the car suddenly stopped, and with such a one, the inertia immediately leaned forward towards Yinling's body, and it was precisely this kind of tilt that Yinling's suffocating two mountain fronts pressed on Luo Zhaoyang's face like an avalanche, making Luo Zhaoyang immediately feel difficult to breathe.

"It's here, it's here." Song Zifeng said happily, and when he turned his head to look at the contact position between Yinling and Luo Zhaoyang at the moment, he immediately stopped, and as Ye's brows furrowed, his emotions began to get a little excited.

The sudden stop of the car and Song Zifeng's voice woke up Yinling, and when she straightened up, she found that Luo Zhaoyang, who was being pressed by herself, was gasping for breath, her face turned red, but in this dark night, no one saw it.

"It's Luzhen, where do you get off?" Song Zi looked at the intimate movements between Luo Zhaoyang and Yinling, and he suddenly understood that he had no hope, so he didn't seem to be so polite to Yinling.

"Do you want to take a coach or a train? I'll take you to the station. Song Guangming stopped at this three-way intersection, he just wanted to know what Yinling and Luo Zhaoyang planned to do next, after all, the road on these two sides was not moving.

Yinling rubbed her eyes, looked around and said, "Uncle Song, you take us to the bus station, let's take the car back." ”

And just as Yinling finished speaking, Song Zifeng turned on the radio in the car, although the sound of the channel was not loud, but Luo Zhaoyang, who was lying down, could hear it clearly.

"The radio is a little bigger, and I want to hear about it." After Luo Zhaoyang finished speaking, he quickly got up from Yinling's lap, his pair of vigilant eyes stared straight at the radio in front of the car at the moment, and the two pricked ears listened carefully, as if he was worried about hearing any wrong word.