In the backyard garden, the cold-blooded and quiet companionship is heartwarming.

After she stepped on the steps, she turned to look at the man behind her, and after careful consideration, she still asked the doubts in her heart, "Do you know Qiao Feiyan too?" ”

The man was in his trouser pocket with one hand, his posture was handsome and straight, his eyes were gentle and horizontal, he didn't hide it, and nodded lightly, "Well, the daughter of the third room of the Qiao family." ”

"Hmm!" Pan Hua stood in place, her fingertips habitually nodding her lips between thoughts, and she glanced at the man from time to time, "Since you know her, why did you give me the video photos of her and the owner of the car who caused the accident?" ”

Generally speaking, aren't acquaintances supposed to cover up for each other?

Standing cold-blooded at the foot of the steps, just at eye level with Pan Hua, staring at her delicate and agile appearance, thin lips gradually smiled, he reached out to brush away a strand of hair that flew to the corners of her mouth, "I want to know why I don't help her, but help you?" ”

Pan Hua pursed her lips, her clear eyes flashed suddenly, and she murmured in a low voice: "Then you can talk about it." ”

"Heh......" A low laugh slowly flowed from the corners of the man's mouth, and he took a step forward, and the two of them were close at hand.

Under the shadow of the moonlight, the delicate and translucent face of the woman in front of her was dyed with a layer of light, and she seemed to be a little embarrassed by his smile.

"You don't talk about pulling down, what are you laughing at!" Pan Hua muttered angrily, but the eyes of the Shining Lingling didn't dare to look at him.

In the penetrating eyes of the cold blood, Pan Hua felt that her cheeks and ears were hot, and the old deer in her heart seemed to spread its hooves and rampage.

She pursed her lips, suppressed her disordered breathing, turned around and wanted to continue climbing the steps, but before she could perform her movements, her wrist was gently pinched by the man, and Pan Hua fell to him in surprise as soon as she exerted her strength.

She panicked and tried to stabilize her figure, but it was too close, her voice was still on her lips, and the person had been brought into Qingyan's arms.

"What are you going, don't you want to hear me!"

Pan Hua's jaw landed on the man's right shoulder, and his magnetic and mellow voice was in his ear, spraying with the burning heat of numbness.

"You...... Just say it, don't move your hands and feet! ”

Pan Hua's voice trembled, pushing his chest slightly.

She found that the man tonight seemed to be extraordinarily indulgent, and the small movements of hugging his waist and entering his arms were more and more handy for him.

The man gave the answer gently: "Because it's you, so ...... As in duty bound! ”

As she spoke, whether intentionally or unintentionally, his thin lips brushed against her ear bones, and the slightest touch made her soul tremble.

The sentence 'Because it's you, it's incumbent on you' is probably the most touching love sentence at this moment.

In fact, Pan Hua noticed that there was an indescribable affection in getting along with her in cold blood, but she always thought that she was about to get married, so she was trying to adapt to each other.

But at this moment, she completely overturned this idea. Because she clearly understands the indulgence and pampering of men for no reason!

Clear and straightforward.

Pan Hua was slightly stunned in his arms, not daring to speak or move.

She didn't know what attitude to use to respond, and it was undeniable that her heart was softened and full because of him.

"Oops, my eyes!"

At this time, Mo Liangyu's voice came from the garden entrance of the International Hotel, she covered her eyes with care, opened her fingers, and although her tone was playful, she peeked at it in a dignified manner.

Pan Hua pushed away the cold blood in a panic, took two steps back, and lowered her head to arrange her skirt as if she was covering her ears and stealing a bell.

The tip of the cold-blooded nose still had the fragrance on her body, and she glanced at her affectionately, then turned to look at Mo Liangyu, and her voice was cold, "Don't want your eyes anymore?" ”