Chapter 443: The Rich Little Boy of High Civilization (6)

Qin Gong fell asleep on the sofa.

Lu Nan'an looked at the wound on her arm hanging down and was not yet healed, and the picture of her jumping out of the car with him in her memory popped up again.

In the past few days, he has sorted out his memories, except for what happened after jumping out of the car with him, the previous ones are exactly the same.

It was from the jump that the memory branched off here.

One is that she didn't mention it and stood by and watched.

One is that she is desperate to hold him out of danger.

She was such a squeamish person, and she was able to jump out of the car with him in her arms, but it was conceivable that her strength exploded at a critical moment.

Lu Nan'an stepped forward and put her hand on the sofa.

Never mind.

He wasn't going to do anything to her because of something that didn't happen.

Everything that happened before should be regarded as a long lesson.

She suddenly opened her eyes: "What are you doing in a daze?" Isn't it time to kiss me secretly? ”

Lu Nan'an: "......"

She looked at him with a grin.

There was no smile on his face, and he said with a straight face: "Qin Gong, let's break up ......."

Then the bridge returns to the bridge, and the road returns to the road.

She didn't wait for him to finish speaking, then grabbed his hand and pulled it hard: "What are we?" You're coming from the truth, what are you doing these days? Why ignore me? ”

He pressed passively against her, hanging his head, bangs covering his eyes.

If he hadn't experienced those things, he would have been excited and happy now.

So close to your beloved.

"South Shore?"

He got up slowly: "Qin Gong, you get up first, let's have a good talk."

She got up dissatisfied and yawned: "I don't want to talk about you now, I don't want to talk about it now, I'm so sleepy, go back to sleep, hum!"

“……”

Watching her snort out the door, he rubbed his eyebrows.

Forget it, find a time to talk to her, and then leave the earth.

He's been out long enough, it's time to go back.

When he took a shower and was ready to go to bed, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who?"

No one answered, and the knock on the door grew more urgent.

He hesitated for a moment, but opened the door anyway.

Qin Zhi threw himself into his arms, trembling: "South Bank, South Bank, South Bank......"

I kept calling his name, frightened and frightened.

The vicious woman in the past is now leaning softly in his arms, looking pitiful.

His expression was complicated, and he moved his lips: "What's wrong?"

"South Shore, I'm so scared, he's just a psychopath, South Shore ......"

The word neuropathy made his hand on her shoulder tighten sharply.

"He kept pestering me, like crazy, I said no, he kept saying he wanted to come to me, I, South Bank, what should I do......"

He forcibly suppressed his nervousness: "Who?"

Perhaps it was because his arms were too warm and too safe, but she gradually calmed down and put the phone in his hand in a trembling voice.

He looked down and saw that the screen was still on, and it was a WeChat page.

A new dialog box with Captain Dushi.

Lu Nan'an's face sank, and he flipped up, tonight's record started at 20:57.

[Qin Gong, I heard that you had a car accident, is it serious? 】

[Can I go to see you?] 】

"I'll go see you. 】

What do you like to eat? I'll bring it to you. 】

Du Shixin sent several messages in a row, and Qin Yi replied: [No need, thank you. 】

But he didn't seem to understand.

[Don't be embarrassed, I bought you some food and drove over right away. 】

Qin Gong: [Do you know where I am? 】

Du Shixin: [I went to the personnel to see your resume, good, I'll be there soon.] 】

Qin Gong: [I said no. 】

Du Shixin: [Don't be shy, I'm almost there, I'll talk about it later, wait for me.] 】

Qin Gong: [Is there something wrong with you? I said I didn't need it]

He didn't reply.

After seeing that he finished reading, she grabbed his clothes, angry and afraid: "He's just a psychopath!" I can't understand people! What should I do? Will he really come to me? ”