A gust of night breeze blew, rolling up the smell of dust after the collapse of the brick wall and bringing it to Ruan Shiyan.

She frowned and slapped her palm a few times, regretting the decision she made half a minute ago to wait outside the car, Song Zehan's firm and domineering voice passed through the night wind and fell to her ears very clearly.

- "Of course I'm in - protect the short. ”

- "My people can't be pointed out by outsiders. ”

Ruan Shiyan's heart suddenly skipped half a beat, and the hand that fanned the wind had not been put down, and his eyes had already looked in the direction of the funeral home's courtyard.

Even if she knew, she couldn't see anything.

"Protect the short...... His people ......"

This kind of word is unfamiliar to Ruan Shiyan.

Since she was a child, in her memory, except for her and Xiao Xing protecting each other, no one has ever protected her.

And now, although she came back from the dead inexplicably and lost her memory for three years, she got an older brother who was willing to choose to support her first without asking the reason after she got into trouble.

It's worth it.

Ruan Shiyan smiled and retracted her gaze, clapped her hands, and then returned to the car.

And compared to the atmosphere here, the courtyard is almost tense.

Song Zehan's aura was fully open, and with a height advantage of two or three centimeters, he looked at Lu Yiyan expressionlessly.

And Lu Yiyan refused to back down at all, staring at Song Zehan's eyes.

"That girl broke into the morgue twice today, both of which attacked me and fled without me making a move, and you almost drove my men to death in order to prevent my subordinates from catching him, I want to see how Mr. Song wants to protect today's short?"

Song Zehan blinked slowly, and his thin lips hooked up a vague arc.

"My girl, I understand, if you hadn't made her aware of the danger, she wouldn't have been in a hurry to attack you out of self-preservation."

"It's you, the dignified captain of the criminal police, who want to come to the morgue to check things, don't come generously during working hours, but prefer to sneak around during the break, scaring my girl, not to mention, I was successfully attacked twice by a powerless little girl, are you sure you want to pursue it?"

Lu Yiyan: "......"

Looking at Lu Yiyan's expression of being choked to the point of speechlessness, the corners of Song Zehan's lips rose a little more, but although it was with a smile arc, his eyes were even colder.

"If you don't mind publicizing it, I certainly don't mind serving it to the end. It's just that when you deal with personal matters during non-official hours, I will also count the fright and injury you caused to my girl. ”

Lu Yiyan was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly sneered at the corner of his mouth.

It seems that Song Zehan is still the same Song Zehan, and he never does anything unprepared.

He sighed, and asked the question that he had considered many times in his heart from the first time he saw the girl to the present in the simplest words.

"Who is she?"

Song Zehan glanced at Lu Yiyan meaningfully, turned around and left.

He returned to the car, didn't reverse, just kicked the accelerator and drove the car over.

turned a corner and stopped next to Ruan Shiyan's car.

Then he didn't get out of the car, just lowered the co-pilot's window, turned his head, and stared at Ruan Shiyan for a moment.

He waved his hand at her.

She found out that her brother seems to like to command her with gestures.

Although she knew that she was at risk of being disciplined, for the sake of someone who had just defended her so much, Ruan Shiyan still chose to obey him.

"Little Star, you go back and rest first, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow."

"Okay, but ...... You still have to control your master's temper in front of Mr. Song, you should admit your mistakes and admit your mistakes, don't be too public. ”

Ruan Shiyan patted Xiao Xing's shoulder, "Okay, you Yan Ye and I have never been the ones who suffer losses in front of you, don't worry about it, you drive a night car to pay attention and go." ”

Ruan Shiyan got out of the car, opened the door of Song Zehan's car, and sat in the co-pilot.

As the windows slowly closed, the interior of the car fell silent.

Ruan Shiyan's brain was running rapidly, and it was better to be forgiven if she decided to sell her berevels first.

"Brother, in fact, today...... Hiss...... Brother, what are you doing? ”

As soon as Ruan Shiyan's words began, Song Zehan, who was still looking straight ahead, suddenly turned around.

The next second, his warm, dry fingertips pinched her chin tightly and lifted it upward, forcing her gaze to be on the same parallel line as his own......