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Qiao Weihuan blinked, "...... Are you in a hurry? ”

"We'll go back today."

……

After getting on the plane, Qiao Weihuan fell asleep a little tired. When she woke up, her eyes were astringent and her body was sore, as if she had fought an earth-shattering fight.

The small jump of her eyelids, one after the other, upset her.

The moment I stepped on the land of City B, the peace of those days in City K, which seemed real or false, was instantly washed away by the hustle and bustle of this international city.

Especially when he saw Cui Chengchuan outside the airport, Qiao Weihuan almost suddenly sobered up, and his eyebrows jumped heavily.

Cui Chengchuan half-leaned against the car door, casually smoking a cigarette, and greeted her, "Yo, little butterfly." ”

Qiao Weihuan glanced at him, didn't say anything, quickly lowered his gaze, and bent down to get into the car.

Cui Chengchuan touched his chin and gave He Zhengxiao a look: I messed with your little butterfly?

The tall man didn't shake him at all, stepped away with long legs, and got into the car directly.

The white Maybach started without warning, and the black cart behind followed dutifully.

Cui Chengchuan had no support, stood up straight lazily, stepped on the cigarette butt that was still breathing, and immediately strode into his own car.

The group drove slowly towards the city, not taking the necessary way to the mid-level villa.

The traffic was evacuated by the open national highway, and all kinds of vehicles passed by the Maybach in an orderly manner.

On one stretch of the road, a white van was parked at an untimely ramp.

A car came onto the road from this ramp, and when he saw a van with all the lights off, he almost hit it, and the driver honked his horn angrily.

In the van, the driver of the van was dark-skinned and deaf to the voices, and his collapsed shoulders did not move for a minute.

It wasn't until a cold voice came from the Bluetooth headset on his ear that he moved his eyes.

"Ten kilometers to go."

The truck driver raised his hand to start the car, but still did not turn on the headlights.

He said in a hoarse voice, "Got it." ”

The gaze tilted slightly, catching a glimpse of the angry face of the driver honking.

The other party rolled down the window on the side of the co-pilot and shouted at him, "Are you fucking sick?" The car is parked here, and you are not afraid of being hit and killed?! ”

The middle-aged truck driver slowly withdrew his gaze, and there was a strange calm on his weathered face.

It was as if he had nothing to do with the world.

……

Maybachri, Uncle Zhong drove without saying a word, his rigid face was more solemn than usual, and his old gaze swept the rearview mirror from time to time, as if he was sure of something.

He Zhengxiao's long legs were folded, his long fingers in gloves tapped his knees rhythmically, his gloomy gaze swept to his watch for the second time, and he said coldly, "Slow down." ”

Uncle Zhong answered, and naturally reduced the speed of the car.

Qiao Weihuan quietly, put their concise conversation into his ears, and tightened the fingers on his lap.

The back of the hand was suddenly covered by the man's big hand, and he pulled it slowly.

"What are you thinking, huh?"

Unlike his palms, his fingers were always a little cold, just like his lips.

Qiao Weihuan's heart was stimulated by that bit of coolness, and she had to constantly adjust her breathing to suppress the heavy feeling of falling in her heart.

"Aren't we going back?"

"Back."

"Now this is not the way back."

"We're going back to another place."

"I want to go back to where I used to be."

He Zhengxiao lowered his eyes slightly, and met her dark eyes.

The woman was looking at him with a strange gaze, soft and hard.

She is too smart, incredibly smart, she can see many things that ordinary people can't see, and she will also be brought into stubbornness by her own cleverness.

"Huanhuan."

He Zhengxiao leaned over, a cold masculine aura enveloped her, her lips and her sideburns were separated, and her magnetic voice lingered in the quiet space for a long time.

"Obedient."

Qiao Wei raised her head happily, she moved too fast, and hit the man's sharp jaw lightly and heavily.

"He Zhengxiao, I really want to go back."

He Zhengxiao pointed slightly, and at this moment, Uncle Zhong reminded loudly: "Young Master, Mr. Morris has already gotten off the national highway." ”

Cui Chengchuan's car parted ways with them and sped away in a dashing manner, but he didn't drive far.

He parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car, habitually felt the cigarette point, and looked at the continuous headlights in the aisle through the slowly rising smoke.

Cui Chengchuan never doubted He Zhengxiao, no matter what kind of dangerous decisions he made.

If He Zhengxiao had not been resolute in risking his life, he would not have completely surrendered to Demwell.

Only this time, there was a small butterfly in the car.

She didn't know what He Zhengxiao was going to do, but her intuition told her that this time it was dangerous.

In normal times, she will also be nervous, but she will cooperate with He Zhengxiao, because this is their tacit agreement.

However, she is not alone now, she has a child, and she is still the child of her and He Zhengxiao.

Life is too fragile, and the layout of adults is a crisis that cannot be experienced by children who have not yet been born.

Qiao Weihuan raised her hand and touched her stomach, her lips pursed tightly.

"He Zhengxiao."

She stabilized her mind, endured the coldness flowing in her limbs, and said in a soft voice, "I don't want to go anywhere, I just want to go back." It's okay to go back to you, or my apartment, as long as you don't take a detour, I'm scared...... Don't put me in danger, just this once......"

Her voice was too soft, and her unprecedented low profile, without pretending, was the vulnerable side of her that she refused to reveal easily.

He Zhengxiao gently picked up the woman, put her on his lap, brushed the hair on her cheeks, grabbed her little face, and forced her to lift her low eyelashes.

"Huanhuan, what are you afraid of, huh?"

Qiao Weihuan clenched the man's cuffs with a pale face, but his hands were hurt by the cold and hard cufflinks.

The man lowered his head, rubbed the tip of her delicate nose with the high bridge of his nose, and said in a flat tone, "Remember, there is no danger." With me here, you don't need to be afraid. ”

He said it so lightly, as if what Qiao Weihuan saw was an illusion, a conjecture caused by her excessive self-preservation.

Qiao Weihuan really hoped that she would think too much, she looked at the man's heroic face and moody night eyes seriously, but she still couldn't stop her chaotic thoughts.

“…… Can I trust you? ”

She saw the man smile firmly, and rubbed his big hand at the top of her hair.

Then in the next second, Uncle Zhong spoke up: "Young master, here." ”

……

"Here we are."

The truck driver heard the voice in the headphones, then he took them off and threw them out of the half-open window.

The van accelerated sharply on the ramp, and there was not even a transition phase, when the accelerator pedal was stepped on by the driver, and the overwhelmed engine let out a mournful roar, and the heavy van bounced off the ground.

That little earphone, crumbling under the weight of the wheels.

It will then be inadvertently run over by passing vehicles for a second and third time...... Until it completely turned into powder, it was blown away by the cold and hard autumn wind of City B, and there was no trace from there.

The truck driver continued to accelerate with a blank face, and very close to the ramp, he clearly saw the speeding cars on the national highway, and felt how fast he was close to these cars.

But he didn't stop.

Until the van jumped out of the ramp, the white Maybach happened to pass by!

The Maybach made a sharp brake sound, followed by a violent upheaval – the front of the van slammed into the right side of the Maybach with precision!

Uncle Zhong was prepared for a long time, and he played the wheel as soon as possible, striving to avoid the biggest impact.

On the rear seat, before the impact was about to happen, He Zhengxiao's long legs hit the saddle, quickly turned over, and his strong arms hugged the woman tightly, covering her head and tail in his arms, and blocking all unexpected possibilities with his broad shoulders.

Qiao Weihuan was tightly covered, unable to see everything outside, and could only hear the screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground and the tooth-aching sound of metal hitting in the unbalanced turmoil.

She opened her eyes wide in astonishment, and the blood in her whole body flowed backwards into her brain in an instant, and she thought in disbelief: It was actually a car accident?

Is this what He Zhengxiao is waiting for?

Is he really not afraid of any accidents? Are you sure there won't be any surprises?!

The impact caused the two cars to slide out of each other's hands, narrowly brushing past another passing car at high speed, until it hit the fence.

The Maybach is more powerful than most people can imagine, and the safety of Uncle Zhong's modification is comparable to that of a fortress. was hit by the van in a daze, the Maybach was not damaged at all, and the windows were not broken.

Instead, it was a van, the front of which was dented, and several windows were torn apart.

The lower half of the truck driver's body was sandwiched in the deformed cabin, one leg was tightly clamped between the steering wheel and the driver's seat, and the fragile bone had been snapped.

He clenched the steering wheel in pain, his eyes still fixed on the white Maybach. A hot stream snaked down his forehead, staining his swarthy face and his gaze.

Follow the slight movement of the soles of his feet and step on the accelerator harder!

In the car, Qiao Weihuan felt that the turmoil gradually stopped, and her nerves were still tense.

Psychology drives physiological responses, her lower abdomen is twitching, and it hurts like pins and needles.

Qiao Weihuan bit her lip and grabbed He Zhengxiao's shirt tighter, "He ......"

Suddenly, a deafening roar, like the last scream of a night owl, cut off her words poignantly.

The impact just now seems to be just the first meal, and now it's the main dish.

The vans clinging to the Maybach continued to push forward desperately, teetering sideways to push their cars out of the fence!

And under the fence, on the long slope, the untended grass withered, and the steep slope was terrifying!

The left door is held up by a fence and cannot be opened. On the right, the sound of the engine has not stopped, but the fence that supported the Maybach without sliding down the long slope has been deformed, struggling to relax a little bit!

"Young Master......" Uncle Zhong's old face finally couldn't hold back, he turned around, "It depends on the situation, they are going to kill them." ”

He Zhengxiao firmly grasped the armrest on the top of the car door, and the other hand held the woman's back without moving, half turned his face sideways, and looked out of the car window with dark eyes.

At such a thunderous moment, he was still unhurried, did not see any urgency, and even gently patted the woman's back twice with his big hand.

At this moment, a third loud roar came unexpectedly.

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

Qiao Weihuan blinked, "...... Are you in a hurry? ”

"We'll go back today."

……

After getting on the plane, Qiao Weihuan fell asleep a little tired. When she woke up, her eyes were astringent and her body was sore, as if she had fought an earth-shattering fight.

The small jump of her eyelids, one after the other, upset her.

The moment I stepped on the land of City B, the peace of those days in City K, which seemed real or false, was instantly washed away by the hustle and bustle of this international city.

Especially when he saw Cui Chengchuan outside the airport, Qiao Weihuan almost suddenly sobered up, and his eyebrows jumped heavily.

Cui Chengchuan half-leaned against the car door, casually smoking a cigarette, and greeted her, "Yo, little butterfly." ”

Qiao Weihuan glanced at him, didn't say anything, quickly lowered his gaze, and bent down to get into the car.

Cui Chengchuan touched his chin and gave He Zhengxiao a look: I messed with your little butterfly?

The tall man didn't shake him at all, stepped away with long legs, and got into the car directly.

The white Maybach started without warning, and the black cart behind followed dutifully.

Cui Chengchuan had no support, stood up straight lazily, stepped on the cigarette butt that was still breathing, and immediately strode into his own car.

The group drove slowly towards the city, not taking the necessary way to the mid-level villa.

The traffic was evacuated by the open national highway, and all kinds of vehicles passed by the Maybach in an orderly manner.

On one stretch of the road, a white van was parked at an untimely ramp.

A car came onto the road from this ramp, and when he saw a van with all the lights off, he almost hit it, and the driver honked his horn angrily.

In the van, the driver of the van was dark-skinned and deaf to the voices, and his collapsed shoulders did not move for a minute.

It wasn't until a cold voice came from the Bluetooth headset on his ear that he moved his eyes.

"Ten kilometers to go."

The truck driver raised his hand to start the car, but still did not turn on the headlights.

He said in a hoarse voice, "Got it." ”

The gaze tilted slightly, catching a glimpse of the angry face of the driver honking.

The other party rolled down the window on the side of the co-pilot and shouted at him, "Are you fucking sick?" The car is parked here, and you are not afraid of being hit and killed?! ”

The middle-aged truck driver slowly withdrew his gaze, and there was a strange calm on his weathered face.

It was as if he had nothing to do with the world.

……

Maybachri, Uncle Zhong drove without saying a word, his rigid face was more solemn than usual, and his old gaze swept the rearview mirror from time to time, as if he was sure of something.

He Zhengxiao's long legs were folded, his long fingers in gloves tapped his knees rhythmically, his gloomy gaze swept to his watch for the second time, and he said coldly, "Slow down." ”

Uncle Zhong answered, and naturally reduced the speed of the car.

Qiao Weihuan quietly, put their concise conversation into his ears, and tightened the fingers on his lap.

The back of the hand was suddenly covered by the man's big hand, and he pulled it slowly.

"What are you thinking, huh?"

Unlike his palms, his fingers were always a little cold, just like his lips.

Qiao Weihuan's heart was stimulated by that bit of coolness, and she had to constantly adjust her breathing to suppress the heavy feeling of falling in her heart.

"Aren't we going back?"

"Back."

"Now this is not the way back."

"We're going back to another place."

"I want to go back to where I used to be."

He Zhengxiao lowered his eyes slightly, and met her dark eyes.

The woman was looking at him with a strange gaze, soft and hard.

She is too smart, incredibly smart, she can see many things that ordinary people can't see, and she will also be brought into stubbornness by her own cleverness.

"Huanhuan."

He Zhengxiao leaned over, a cold masculine aura enveloped her, her lips and her sideburns were separated, and her magnetic voice lingered in the quiet space for a long time.

"Obedient."

Qiao Wei raised her head happily, she moved too fast, and hit the man's sharp jaw lightly and heavily.

"He Zhengxiao, I really want to go back."

He Zhengxiao pointed slightly, and at this moment, Uncle Zhong reminded loudly: "Young Master, Mr. Morris has already gotten off the national highway." ”

Cui Chengchuan's car parted ways with them and sped away in a dashing manner, but he didn't drive far.

He parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car, habitually felt the cigarette point, and looked at the continuous headlights in the aisle through the slowly rising smoke.

Cui Chengchuan never doubted He Zhengxiao, no matter what kind of dangerous decisions he made.

If He Zhengxiao had not been resolute in risking his life, he would not have completely surrendered to Demwell.

Only this time, there was a small butterfly in the car.

She didn't know what He Zhengxiao was going to do, but her intuition told her that this time it was dangerous.

In normal times, she will also be nervous, but she will cooperate with He Zhengxiao, because this is their tacit agreement.

However, she is not alone now, she has a child, and she is still the child of her and He Zhengxiao.

Life is too fragile, and the layout of adults is a crisis that cannot be experienced by children who have not yet been born.

Qiao Weihuan raised her hand and touched her stomach, her lips pursed tightly.

"He Zhengxiao."

She stabilized her mind, endured the coldness flowing in her limbs, and said in a soft voice, "I don't want to go anywhere, I just want to go back." It's okay to go back to you, or my apartment, as long as you don't take a detour, I'm scared...... Don't put me in danger, just this once......"

Her voice was too soft, and her unprecedented low profile, without pretending, was the vulnerable side of her that she refused to reveal easily.

He Zhengxiao gently picked up the woman, put her on his lap, brushed the hair on her cheeks, grabbed her little face, and forced her to lift her low eyelashes.

"Huanhuan, what are you afraid of, huh?"

Qiao Weihuan clenched the man's cuffs with a pale face, but his hands were hurt by the cold and hard cufflinks.

The man lowered his head, rubbed the tip of her delicate nose with the high bridge of his nose, and said in a flat tone, "Remember, there is no danger." With me here, you don't need to be afraid. ”

He said it so lightly, as if what Qiao Weihuan saw was an illusion, a conjecture caused by her excessive self-preservation.

Qiao Weihuan really hoped that she would think too much, she looked at the man's heroic face and moody night eyes seriously, but she still couldn't stop her chaotic thoughts.

“…… Can I trust you? ”

She saw the man smile firmly, and rubbed his big hand at the top of her hair.

Then in the next second, Uncle Zhong spoke up: "Young master, here." ”

……

"Here we are."

The truck driver heard the voice in the headphones, then he took them off and threw them out of the half-open window.

The van accelerated sharply on the ramp, and there was not even a transition phase, when the accelerator pedal was stepped on by the driver, and the overwhelmed engine let out a mournful roar, and the heavy van bounced off the ground.

That little earphone, crumbling under the weight of the wheels.

It will then be inadvertently run over by passing vehicles for a second and third time...... Until it completely turned into powder, it was blown away by the cold and hard autumn wind of City B, and there was no trace from there.

The truck driver continued to accelerate with a blank face, and very close to the ramp, he clearly saw the speeding cars on the national highway, and felt how fast he was close to these cars.

But he didn't stop.

Until the van jumped out of the ramp, the white Maybach happened to pass by!

The Maybach made a sharp brake sound, followed by a violent upheaval – the front of the van slammed into the right side of the Maybach with precision!

Uncle Zhong was prepared for a long time, and he played the wheel as soon as possible, striving to avoid the biggest impact.

On the rear seat, before the impact was about to happen, He Zhengxiao's long legs hit the saddle, quickly turned over, and his strong arms hugged the woman tightly, covering her head and tail in his arms, and blocking all unexpected possibilities with his broad shoulders.

Qiao Weihuan was tightly covered, unable to see everything outside, and could only hear the screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground and the tooth-aching sound of metal hitting in the unbalanced turmoil.

She opened her eyes wide in astonishment, and the blood in her whole body flowed backwards into her brain in an instant, and she thought in disbelief: It was actually a car accident?

Is this what He Zhengxiao is waiting for?

Is he really not afraid of any accidents? Are you sure there won't be any surprises?!

The impact caused the two cars to slide out of each other's hands, narrowly brushing past another passing car at high speed, until it hit the fence.

The Maybach is more powerful than most people can imagine, and the safety of Uncle Zhong's modification is comparable to that of a fortress. was hit by the van in a daze, the Maybach was not damaged at all, and the windows were not broken.

Instead, it was a van, the front of which was dented, and several windows were torn apart.

The lower half of the truck driver's body was sandwiched in the deformed cabin, one leg was tightly clamped between the steering wheel and the driver's seat, and the fragile bone had been snapped.

He clenched the steering wheel in pain, his eyes still fixed on the white Maybach. A hot stream snaked down his forehead, staining his swarthy face and his gaze.

Follow the slight movement of the soles of his feet and step on the accelerator harder!

In the car, Qiao Weihuan felt that the turmoil gradually stopped, and her nerves were still tense.

Psychology drives physiological responses, her lower abdomen is twitching, and it hurts like pins and needles.

Qiao Weihuan bit her lip and grabbed He Zhengxiao's shirt tighter, "He ......"

Suddenly, a deafening roar, like the last scream of a night owl, cut off her words poignantly.

The impact just now seems to be just the first meal, and now it's the main dish.

The vans clinging to the Maybach continued to push forward desperately, teetering sideways to push their cars out of the fence!

And under the fence, on the long slope, the untended grass withered, and the steep slope was terrifying!

The left door is held up by a fence and cannot be opened. On the right, the sound of the engine has not stopped, but the fence that supported the Maybach without sliding down the long slope has been deformed, struggling to relax a little bit!

"Young Master......" Uncle Zhong's old face finally couldn't hold back, he turned around, "It depends on the situation, they are going to kill them." ”

He Zhengxiao firmly grasped the armrest on the top of the car door, and the other hand held the woman's back without moving, half turned his face sideways, and looked out of the car window with dark eyes.

At such a thunderous moment, he was still unhurried, did not see any urgency, and even gently patted the woman's back twice with his big hand.

At this moment, a third loud roar came unexpectedly.

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