Chapter Fifty-Eight: There is no affection for him at all

The windows and doors were closed tightly, blocking out the wind and rain outside, but the people around me still seemed to be afraid.

Mo Ningxi's head rested on his knees, trembling like a frightened little white rabbit hiding in her master's arms, and her arms and face were full of abrasions.

Lu Han drove the car, looking at her, distressed and very puzzled, in his memory, she was not afraid of thunder, and she has always been sunny and lively, even if she is afraid of thunder in the woods, afraid of a person will not make her afraid of being like this, in the past few years, what has happened to her.

An hour later, the car pulled up near an apartment on Fenghuang South Road.

It's an old apartment, and it doesn't even seem out of place with his expensive car.

After the car stopped, the majestic rain gradually became lighter, Lu Han faintly found a somewhat familiar luxury sports car not far away from the rearview mirror, stunned, looked down at the person on her knees, she was already asleep, her fair face was pale and pale, and the scratched skin was dazzling.

He caressed the pain in distress.

The sleeping man groaned shallowly, and slowly opened his eyelashes stained with tears.

She sat up straight slowly, her light-colored eyes shining as if they were about to drip water, and her eyes were slightly confused.

"Xi'er ......", Lu Han leaned over to kiss her rouge cherry lips, kissing softly, as if kissing the most precious thing in the world, one finger gently supporting her jaw.

Mo Ningxi's confused eyes gradually became clearer, and his head subconsciously dodged back, "Don't ......."

"Don't move ......," Lu Han pleaded as if whispering.

Mo Ningxi's heart was astringent, and she looked at the enlarged handsome face in front of her in a daze, and remembered all the things that he was drenched in the rain on the mountain and came to save him when she was most helpless.

After all, he still sighed and did not resist.

Lu Han wiped her tears with one hand, the tip of his tongue slid into her mouth, and the other into her long seaweed-like hair, and after a gentle kiss for a while, he let go of her.

Mo Ningxi opened his mouth, and he covered her and pointed to the front, "Look, we're going home."

Mo Ningxi looked up, looking at the building in front of her, tears finally broke the embankment, it was the home of the two of them, how many sweet laughter there had, she will always remember.

Lu Han smiled slightly, stepped out of the car, inadvertently glanced at the car immersed in the night, opened the door on the other side, and hugged her out of the car.

"I don't want to go in, you just send me home", Mo Ningxi unnaturally refused.

"Just rest here for one night, one night will be fine", Lu Han looked at her pleadingly.

Mo Ningxi looked at his side face in a daze, and suddenly felt a chill around her, she subconsciously looked around, but Lu Han had already carried her into the apartment.

"Moning Creek ......", the person who was quietly watching all this in the luxury sports car not far away held the steering wheel tightly, his forehead burst out of the green tendons, and he opened the car door and rushed out.

The reporter's photo can be fake, and what he said on TV can be fake, but he saw her sleeping on Lu Han's lap with his own eyes, and saw the picture of the two of them kissing in the car, is it fake, in fact, this woman has no feelings for him at all.