An Yin licked her lips lightly, she was not afraid, but suddenly a little reluctant to leave the Xuanmen.

He didn't say whether she would be punished, or whether she was going to be expelled from the Xuanmen.

With his arms folded, he picked her up on the motorcycle and sat down in front of him.

An Yin thought that he was letting her drive.

But he held the ground with his feet and held the dragon's head in one hand, without any intention of leaving.

An Yin turned her head to look at him in confusion.

Qin Jian took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Nie Zheng: [The matter of Anyin going down the mountain, I will deal with it when I come back. 】

An Yin couldn't see his phone screen and didn't know what he was doing.

Qin Jian finished sending the text message, glanced at it, put away his mobile phone, stepped on the door, and drove forward smoothly.

She just went to the East Pavilion to see Qin Jian, and someone made a small report to Meng Renqi, and she didn't expect to grab a motorcycle and leave the Xuanmen, so she could do nothing.

But at this time, she leaned on his arms, smelling the faint, unique masculine atmosphere on his body, and suddenly she didn't want to think about anything, she just wanted to finish the road quietly like this.

An Yin was silent all the way, Qin Jian thought that she was worried that she would be expelled from the Xuanmen when she returned to the mountain, and looked down at her, she was as quiet as a kitten, her long and thick eyelashes hung down, and she blinked lightly from time to time, like a small black goose feather fan swept over her fair cheeks, which tickled people's hearts, and couldn't help but feel a trace of pity.

He didn't know whether he wanted her peace of mind or what he wanted, so he slowly lowered his head, pressed his chin against the corner of her forehead, and quietly said nothing.

An Yin was slightly stunned, looked up at him, the two looked at each other's eyes, no one spoke, after a while, she still bowed her head, and he also pressed against her forehead, along the way, no one said a word.

She felt that sometimes, any language was superfluous, as long as they stayed together quietly.

The motorcycle arrived at the foot of Xuanmen Mountain, but instead of going up the mountain, it drove along a path on the right side of the mountain.

"Where?" An Yin is not familiar with Jiuchuan and does not know where he is going.

"Coming out of Baicaotang, you haven't eaten yet, have you?" He glanced down at her.

"Hmm." An Yin came out of Baicaotang, and went directly to see Qin Jian, and then he kept talking nonsense, how could he have time and mind to eat.

"Then let's eat."

"Where to eat?" An Yin was puzzled, if you were eating, why didn't you eat in the town just now?

"There's a farmhouse in front of it, and they cook pretty good."

"It turns out that you went down the mountain alone to eat delicious food."

"I'm not going alone."

"Why?"

"No why."

"You don't have to go out of your way to find food for me, I'll just go to the commissary and buy a box of instant noodles."

"I don't have an appetite for instant noodles."

"But, you have injuries on your body, can you run around?"

"It's fine." She left Xuanmen without permission, although it disrupted his plan, but being able to get along like this made him happy, a joy that he hadn't seen for a long time.

For about half an hour, he parked his motorcycle outside a small farm yard.

A middle-aged couple from a farmer with an honest appearance came out of the grass hut, and when they saw Qin Jian, they were so happy that they couldn't see it, "Xiao Qin is here, Fengfeng, Xiao Qin is here." ”

When they saw An Yin in Qin Jian's arms, they were slightly stunned.

Qin Jian put An Yin out of the car, and he also got out of the car.