Song Ci pouted and looked at the traffic light, thinking, "Did I run the red light?" Not really. ”

At this time, there was a horn urging sound behind her, and Song Ci wanted to get up, but her ankle hurt her heart, and Qian Bao went over to help her and was thrown away by her.

"Miss, this road is not your home, if you want to be angry, let's change the other party, okay?"

Behind them, there was a flurry of horn urgings and the driver's complaints.

Song Ci was embarrassed, Qian Bao raised the corners of his mouth, and reached out to help Song Ci again, this time Song Ci did not refuse.

"You can't walk like this now, why don't you get into my car first?"

Song Ci glanced at his swollen ankle and nodded.

After the car started, Qian Bao glanced at Song Ci, who looked down at his ankle, and the corners of his mouth rose imperceptibly.

Qian Bao parked his car in front of a villa.

"This isn't a hospital, where is this?" Song Ci looked at the villa in front of him and frowned.

"My home."

"Your home!" Song Ci was like a fried cat, leaning back and covering his hands in front of his chest.

"You're sick, can you bring me to your house? I want to go home. ”

Qian Bao was powerless to support his forehead: "Miss Song, are you thinking a little too much, your ankle looks like a sprain, if you go to the hospital for a week, you still don't dare to walk." ”

"What we are best at as soldiers is to treat sprains and falls, and I promise that you will be alive in less than two hours."

"Really?" Song Ci still clasped his hands on his chest, a little unconvinced.

Qian Bao rolled his eyes: "I'm a soldier, what kind of beast will I do to you." ”

As he spoke, he came to Song Ci and smiled evilly: "Someone else has done something to me." ”

Song Ci immediately wanted to refute that you are a beast, but thinking that people didn't name him, why did he hit him with a gun, and finally he could only twist his head to the side in hatred, pouting and sulking.

Qian Bao couldn't stop laughing, and it was quite fun to tease her.

Qian Bao helped Song Ci into the house, and Song Ci looked around the room: "Do you live alone in such a big room?" ”

"Well, it's quiet to live alone."

"Hey, aren't you a soldier, shouldn't a soldier be in the army often, why do I always see you hanging outside."

"When did you always see me dangling outside, the last time you saw me was the time when An Yajie came out for you, how long has it been since I was still dangling in front of you?"

Song Ci was a little out of words, and in retrospect, it had indeed been several months, but how could she think that it had happened only a few days ago.

Sometimes I can't help but think about what happened that day, and every time Song Ci's face is so red that I can't speak.

Qian Bao saw Song Ci's little face crimson, and came to her with a smile: "You won't always forget our ......"

"Qian Bao." Song Ci angrily interrupted Qian Bao's words.

"You shut up for me, I forgot, I don't remember anything, you better forget it for me."

Qian Bao smiled but did not speak.

"Did you hear that?" Song Ci is puffed up.

"Good, good, forget and forget." Qian Bao got up and went upstairs as he spoke.

"You wait a while, I'll go get the medicinal wine."

Song Ci looked at Qian Bao's back, took a deep breath, and reached out to cover his chest: "How can my heart beat so fast?" ”

"It must have been the sequelae of hitting the brain just now." Song Ci kept shaking his head.

When Qian Bao went downstairs, he saw Song Ci shaking his head like a rattle, and he laughed for a while.

"It's going to hurt a little, you ninja." Qian Bao half-squatted in front of Song Ci and reached out to take off her high heels.

The retracted foot of the Song word conditioned reflex.

"What's wrong?" Qian Bao looked up at Song Ci.

"I, I'm afraid of itching." Song Ci's face turned red again inexplicably, and his heart was beating weirdly.

Qian Bao smiled: "It's okay, it'll be fine for a while." As he spoke, he grabbed Song Ci's ankle and twisted it.

"Hey, you, ah......" Song Ci was so hurt that tears flowed out.

Her mouth was still open, and her ankles seemed to move.

"Alright."

"Okay?"

"You move your ankles."

Song Ci moved, it really didn't hurt so much: "Hey, Qian Bao, I can't see it, you still have such a ability." ”

"I still have a lot of skills, you can dig it out slowly."

"Shameless." Song Ci pouted and glanced at him.

Qian Bao smiled and didn't speak, unscrewed the medicine bottle and poured the medicinal wine into the palm of his hand: "This is to promote blood circulation and eliminate blood stasis, and it will get better faster when you rub your feet." ”

As he spoke, he put Song Ci's foot on his lap, Song Ci subconsciously wanted to pull it back, but Qian Bao held it down: "Don't move." ”

Then rubbed the medicinal wine in the palm of his hand on Song Ci's ankle.

Song Ci suddenly felt cold, and Qian Bao accelerated the speed of rubbing until his ankles were hot, and completely absorbed the medicinal wine.

Looking at Qian Bao who was focused in front of him, Song Ci's heart moved, and he quickly twisted his head away, but he couldn't help but glance at it the next second.

With resolute and handsome facial features, healthy wheat-colored skin, and the breath of a soldier all over his body, Song Ci's heart was beating wildly.

Qian Bao looked up and saw Song Ci's obsessive eyes, and suddenly approached Song Ci with an evil smile: "Do you think I'm particularly handsome?" ”

Song Ci made a big red face and glanced at Qian Bao: "Shameless." ”

"Huh!" Qian Bao put down Song Ci's feet.

"Okay, sit and rest, don't force your feet for a while, and you'll be able to move around at night." After that, he got up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Song Ci pursed his lips and looked at Qian Bao's back, his bright eyes flickering.

Qian Bao washed his hands and came out: "Do you want something to drink?" ”

"No, I'm not thirsty."

"Oh." Qian Bao sighed and sat opposite Song Ci.

The corners of Song Ci's mouth twitched, this person is true and sincere.

"I see you were absent-minded when you crossed the street, did something happen?"

Song Ci is also bored at this time, and if she wants to go back with a limp, her mother will definitely have to ask questions again, especially his brother, who will definitely beat Qian Bao first without saying a word, although he may not be able to beat it.

So Song Cidang chatted and told Qian Bao about the tasks given to her by the editor-in-chief.

After listening to this, Qian Bao nodded thoughtfully: "What your editor-in-chief said is right, this task does have a certain degree of danger. ”

"If the other party dares to commit a crime against the wind, he will definitely be very vigilant. If you go there alone and they find out you're a journalist, they'll not let you go. ”

"I advise you to think twice." Thinking that she went to such a dangerous place alone, Qian Bao was still worried about her.

"I'm not afraid, even if there is danger, I will go, I will expose these harmful bed bugs to the sun, and see if they dare to do things that make money and kill people." Song Ci looked indignant.

Qian Bao was stunned for a moment, other famous ladies were driving incense cars and BMWs, going in and out of various high-end banquet halls, looking for their favorite golden beetle son-in-law.

But Song Ci, who was also born into a famous family, chose a career that he thought was meaningful and did it without hesitation. She doesn't care about fame, status, or even danger, she only sets out for her own justice.

Such a woman glanced at Qian Baogao.

But Qian Bao teased her: "I was moved by your fearless spirit, so have you figured out what to do?" Ready to kill the past single-handedly? ”

Song Ci came back to his senses from the tragedy, dragging his head like a deflated ball: "I haven't come up with any good ideas yet." ”

"I'm going to take a taxi there tomorrow to feel around and see if there's any chance to take advantage of, and if I can't find a chance, I'll come back and go back the next day."

"Poof!" Qian Bao was amused by Song Ci's unplanned plan.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Ci pouted and looked dissatisfied.

Qian Bao shook his head helplessly: "I kind of know why your deputy editor-in-chief doesn't want you." ”

Song Ci immediately exploded, sat up straight and held his head high: "She doesn't want me to be because she doesn't know the goods, I'm very dedicated, okay." ”

Qian Bao nodded with a smile: "You are very dedicated, I can see this, but you are rushing forward in the wrong direction, so no matter how hard you work, you will not be able to do good results." ”

Song Ci looked at Qian Bao suspiciously.

Qian Bao put away the joking expression on his face and looked at Song Ci with a serious face: "If you take a taxi there to check the situation, there are taxis there for two consecutive days, they will definitely be alert." ”

"You hide too far and you can't shoot what's inside, and if you're too close and it's easy for people to notice, how can you possibly get a picture of their production process."

Song Ci pouted and lowered his head: "Don't pour cold water on me, okay, I have no bottom in my heart, and I am even more bottomless when you say this." ”

Looking at Song Ci's pouting face, Qian Bao smiled: "So, if you don't have a good way, you have to learn to borrow strength." ”

"Borrow?" Song Ci looked up at Qian Bao suspiciously.

"You need to find someone good to help you."

"Awesome people?"

Qian Bao is simply crazy, you still want to go to the Longtan Tiger's Den alone, I'm really afraid that you won't even be able to pull the bones up if you fall in.

He pointed to the tip of his nose: "Me! ”

"You?" Song Ci looked surprised: "You want to help me?" ”

Qian Bao raised his eyebrows with a stinky arm in his arms: "Apart from me, can you find someone more powerful?" ”

Song Ci opened his mouth but didn't speak.

Qian Baowei smiled: "You want to say that An Yajie is also powerful, but she is not here, far water can't save the near fire, and when she comes all the way to help you, the gutter oil will be eaten in the stomach." ”

Song Ci glanced at Qian Bao, his mouth closed tightly.

Qian Bao snorted coldly in his heart: "The little girl's vigilance is quite high, why don't you see you using it for business." ”

"So......" Qian Bao leaned back on the couch.

"I'm your best bet right now."

"But aren't you going back to the army?"

"I'm on annual leave, with two months off, and I want to find something to do for myself when I'm too idle."

"Then why are you helping me for no reason, we don't know each other." Song Ci's vigilance came out of place again.

Qian Bao really wanted to go wild: "What's wrong with this woman, I don't necessarily agree when others ask me for help, when I get to her, I beg to help and she still pushes back." ”

Qian Bao closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself down.

Then he opened his eyes and smiled evilly and came to Song Ci: "Who said that we are not familiar with each other, our relationship is a little deeper than ordinary friends!" ”

Song Ci was embarrassed again, and gave Qian Bao a roll of the eyes with a red face.