However, he really lives better than die.

Lan Qinxi's whole body became colder and colder, and he gradually froze stiff. Although Zhao Junge's body temperature was so powerful, a steady stream of heat was transmitted to her body. She was still cold, as if she had been cold.

She was afraid, scared like never before, afraid of being minded and disliked by Zhao Junge. The whole person seemed to have fallen to the bottom of a deep valley, trying to grab something and climb up, but couldn't catch anything, and was at a loss.

That person was just Zhao Junge of her fantasies, because all she saw in her eyes was Zhao Junge......

"Who is that person? Xiaoxi, you know right? Tell me ......," Zhao Junge suddenly said in her ear.

Zhao Junge's heart was full of endless hatred and disgust, he was unwilling! At the very least, find out who stole his woman, who deliberately put a big green hat on top of his head!

He knew that the man did it on purpose, and Lan Qinxi must know him too.

Lan Qinxi's sanity eased slightly.

Yes, that person is not Zhao Junge, so who could it be? Lan Qinxi asked himself in his heart.

She didn't know, she really didn't. When she was unconscious, she didn't have the strength to open her eyes. At that time, she was tossed to death by him, and barely opened her eyes a few times, but it was very dark and dark in the room at that time, and he turned off the light, so she still didn't see his face.

"I don't know, I didn't see ......" Lan Qinxi suddenly pushed away Zhao Junge's embrace, shook his head and said in a panic.

I don't know when it started, and the tears that rose again completely blurred her vision.

Zhao Junge's eyebrows reappeared with a hint of surprise, staring down at Lan Qinxi's already pale face, and said in disbelief: "You don't know? Heh, how is this possible? ”

"But, I don't know, I really don't know......" Lan Qinxi said as she sobbed. Tears were like rain, and she didn't dare to look at Zhao Junge's face anymore, she was ashamed of him, she just lowered her head slightly, staring at a button on his suit stupidly.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Junge was inconvenient to ask more. Silently sighed with a long sigh of sadness.

Lan Qinxi bit his mouth stoically and hatefully, looking extremely painful, and struggled for a moment and said, "But I will definitely pull him out." When I get him out, I'm going to let him, let him ......."

She said it very hard, choked and choked, and finally couldn't go on.

Zhao Junge took Lan Qinxi into his arms again, looked up at the vast night sky, and said, "Since you don't know, forget it, don't worry about it." Xiaoxi, listen to me, don't pinch ......"

He didn't want Lan Qinxi to go to it, and he didn't want her heart to live in it again. Even if you hate that person deeply, you don't want to ......

Lan Qinxi's tears soaked Zhao Junge's clothes in an instant.

It's been a long time since so many tears have been shed, and it's so heartbreaking and heartbreaking.

Zhao Junge's throat seemed to be stuck with something, very choked, devouring it for no reason, gently hugging Lan Qinxi's shoulders, and letting her sobble in her arms.

More than an hour later, Zhao Junge sent Lan Qinxi home. The taxi they shouted for had become silent and relatively silent when they sat in the car.

Arriving near Lan Qinxi's pharmacy, Zhao Junge didn't say anything about going in to have a look, but just repeatedly reassured Lan Qinxi a few words, asking her not to think about it, stop worrying, and pass.

Lan Qinxi's tears were almost dry, but her eyes were still red, and every time Zhao Junge said a word, she nodded.

The winter nights are cold and the night wind is cold. Later, Zhao Junge put his hands in his pockets and said to Lan Qinxi that he would make a special trip to visit her parents next time.

Lan Qinxi pursed her lips obediently again, until she looked at Zhao Junge and turned to leave, and then another teardrop the size of a bean slipped down her cheek.

When I got home, it was past ten o'clock. Maybe it's because the business in the store is cold today, and the weather is also very cold, so Mom and Dad have closed the store.

So Lan Qinxi felt very fortunate again. Fortunately, her parents, and sister were asleep, otherwise many people found out that she was walking in the wrong position, and she had to explain it for a long time.

Lan Qinxi went into the bathroom to look at the water heater and some hot water, then went back to the room, turned on a table lamp, and found a set of clothes casually, and then went to take a bath.

She was going to take a shower and wash herself clean.

Lan Qinxi was in the bathroom, washing and washing. Let the shower head be aimed at his head, and keep rushing and rushing. Holding Zhao Yuqiu, he wiped and rubbed his body vigorously......

She's dirty, she thinks she's dirty, so she's going to wash off all the dirt on her body......

As time passed, the hot water that spewed out slowly became colder, colder, and more frozen, and Lan Qinxi still felt that it was not enough. The washing is still not clean enough, and there is still the smell of the unknown man on his body.

She is sorry for Zhao Junge, sorry for Zhao Junge......

Lan Qinxi's bath this time has not stopped after taking a bath for half an hour. Finally, because of Lan Mingde, he heard the sound of water running in the bathroom for so long, so he got up and rang her.

Lan Qinxi was frightened for a moment at that time, and then realized that he had lost his temper and came to his senses.

She thought that her innocence was gone, and she still had to hide it from her parents. Parents can't see the clues, otherwise they will be worried.

Lan Qinxi hurriedly didn't wash, turned off the faucet weakly, wiped off the water stains on his body, got dressed, and went back to his room to sleep.

After the shower, Lan Qinxi felt a lot more comfortable all over his body, and even the pain in his body was reduced a lot.

When she lay on the bed, her eyes did not close, and she kept them open, and her head was thinking and recalling the hazy memory of last night.

Who is it? Who was that mean, shameless, sloppy, filthy, and tasteless man last night?

Since it wasn't Zhao Junge, why did his taste and breath give her a sense of déjà vu when they were entangled?

All the doubts were full of weirdness and strangeness, which made Lan Qinxi uneasy. She thought hard that although she was unconscious during the time she started yesterday, she still had consciousness.

She heard the two security guards in the airport lobby muttering that they were going to call her family.

As for then, then ......

She didn't know it, so she vaguely remembered that she was beaten and hugged later, first stuffed into the car, and then to a place......

And that place is the Quanchi International Hotel.

Suddenly, a figure inadvertently flashed in Lan Qinxi's mind, his body was long and flirtatious, and he was ...... from the man last night

"No, it can't be, it's not him, it can't be him......" Lan Qinxi shook his head again and again. Keep telling yourself not to think about him.

How could it be him? If he really wanted her body, he wouldn't have let her go several times before.

And last night, in the early hours of this morning, how could he be at the airport? When she fainted, he must have been lying in a warm home, sleeping peacefully and comfortably.