When he returned to the side of the bench, he didn't see Shen Mocheng.

Only the rose remains, and the bright red and white benches form a beautiful scenery.

It was already dark, fluttering, and a drop of crystal snow fell on her head.

Lang Scarlet didn't turn on the spell to prevent these snowflakes, enjoying the quiet around him, sitting on the bench and waiting for Shen Mocheng.

The boy who had just bought flowers came up from a distance and asked, "Sister, where is your boyfriend?" ”

Suddenly recognized the child in front of him, and said lightly: "He's not my boyfriend, it's my boss." ”

The child blinked: "Sister, it's snowing, do you want to go back first?" ”

The corners of his lips curled slightly: "No, I'll wait for him here." ”

"And said it's not a boyfriend." The child stuck out his tongue at the scarlet, turned his head and ran.

Confused; “……”

When Shen Mocheng came back, he saw Lang Scarlet sitting quietly on the bench, with a layer of crystal snowflakes piled up on his body and hair, like a painting.

He cautiously walked to her side.

Lang Feiran had already noticed that Shen Mocheng was back, raised his eyes and smiled: "The boss is quite busy, don't run around next time, it's still very dangerous here." ”

Shen Mocheng was silent for a moment, and his face was not emotional: "You don't ask me where I'm going, just be sure I'm running around?" ”

Lang Feiran thought for a while and asked, "Generally speaking, bodyguards shouldn't ask about the boss's whereabouts, but if you question my judgment, then I'll ask you just now, where did you go?" ”

Shen Mocheng's deep dark eyes reflected delicate eyebrows, and he stood silently for a while, and said, "I'm a little hungry, I'm going to eat." ”

He shrugged his shoulders in boredom, stood up, shook off the snowflakes on his body, and the next moment, he caught a glimpse of a scar on his arm out of the corner of his eye.

"What's the matter with this wound?"

Shen Mo pulled down his cuffs and said indifferently: "This is what you should ask as a bodyguard?" ”

Hearing that there seemed to be some resentment in his tone, he explained: "You are injured, I definitely can't ignore it, this belongs to the category of bodyguards." I don't think Mr. Shen is such an awkward person, why is he so awkward today? ”

Lang Xuan Ran seemed to break Shen Mocheng's mood with one word.

Shen Mocheng's thin lips pursed slightly, and he was silent, with a little disdain on his face.

Lang Scarlet squinted his eyes and guessed: "I remember, when I was in the alley, someone brought a cross knife, which is very similar to the wound on the back of your hand, you went to find me?" ”

Shen Mocheng suddenly raised his eyes, the smile on his lips was like mockery, and said, "You misunderstood, I was just hungry to eat, and I was injured by someone passing by that alley." ”

I didn't understand where the awkwardness in Shen Mocheng's tone came from, so he didn't continue the topic, raised his eyebrows and said: "The person behind the curse has found out, it's Zhou Ping'an, now go back to the hotel to discuss Zhou Ping'an?" Or go to the hospital and bandage it? ”

Shen Mocheng said expressionlessly: "With this injury, there is no need to go to the hospital." The hotel has a first aid kit. ”

Hearing him say this, he didn't continue to insist, took the rose on the bench, and walked in front of him.

The fragrance of a rose is not strong, it falls on the tip of the nose and blends with the snowflakes, exuding a faint fragrance.

She likes roses very much, this kind of flower is very suitable for the concept of the Hehuan sect, gorgeous and elegant.

It's just that she is not very suitable for raising flowers, and this flower has no roots and will not live long.

Shen Mocheng watched Lang Scarlet pick up the rose, his gaze stopped on her hand for a moment, and quickly moved away.

It's like to stay out of sight.

Lang Feiran didn't notice Shen Mocheng's gaze, or even if he did, he wouldn't think deeply.

Until the way back to the hotel, the two did not speak.

Usually when the two don't talk for a long time, they don't feel embarrassed, but this time they feel embarrassed.

Lang Fei suddenly sped up his pace, and when he arrived at the hotel, he swiped his card and went upstairs.

Shen Mocheng stopped at the front desk, asked for a first-aid kit and medicine, turned his head and didn't see the figure of Lang Xuanran, frowned slightly with his slightly cold eyebrows, and lowered his eyes to look at the wound on the back of his hand, and said to the front desk customer service: "Give you back the first-aid kit, just give me medicine." ”

The front desk customer service was worried: "Sir, your wound needs to be treated, otherwise it will be infected, if you can't handle it alone, I'll help you deal with it." ”

Hearing the waiter's "one person", Shen Mocheng's eyebrows frowned even more: "It's just a small injury, just take some medicine." ”

Seeing that Shen Mocheng was so stubborn, the waiter had no choice but to shrug his shoulders, and let Shen Mocheng leave after a few words.

Staying in the house, she hasn't eaten yet, but she has built five floors of the foundation, and she won't be too hungry for a while.

Looking at the night and the snowflakes falling in the sky, she whispered, "I remember that there were many food shops outside that alley, so I stopped by for a meal." ”

From being in the guest room in the evening to now, she was originally thinking about practicing.

Thinking about the scars on Shen Mocheng's hands, he didn't have the intention of practicing for a while.

If you don't deal with this matter, there will always be a pimple in your heart. She thought, she had to deal with it.

On a cold and snowy night, there are not many pedestrians on the road, holding umbrellas, coming and going.

It was ten o'clock in the evening.

In the cold alleys during the day, it is particularly lively at this time.

When the familiar face appeared in the alley, some of the people who recognized her were silent, and some were panicked.

There were also people who had not seen her at noon, and they gathered around at this time.

It was five or six tall men, with standard yellow teeth and greasy faces, a little oozing in the dim light of the alley.

"Little Sister ......"

Lang Huang interrupted impatiently: "I'm sorry, I have some things, find someone." ”

The same words made the people who had seen the scarlet even more silent.

The man sneered and said, "Tsk, when you come here, you have to understand the rules, and don't have such a bad attitude." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a tearing scream came.

Lang Feiran was tilting his head, his black hair covering the side of his face, and his seemingly thin and weak arms firmly clasped the man's wrist, and said that the hand was bent into a twisted posture.

The man didn't understand why he had so much strength to make a scarf!

Lang Scarlet raised his eyes slightly, his eyelashes trembled, and said: "Because of the intention, it wasted a lot of my cultivation time, and I have to deal with it now, good dogs don't get in the way." ”

The man's wail made the other four men walk towards Lang Xuan, and their mouths vibrated with words.

At this moment, Elishen's rough voice came from behind him: "Who dares to beat her?" ”

Holding the man's hand in a scarlet manner, he didn't let it go, and his face in the dim light was close to the demon.

The men didn't dare to curse at Elishen, and said indignantly: "Big brother, what do you mean? Obviously, she did it first! ”

Elishen said solemnly: "It's already the best result that she didn't cripple you!" ”

Several people realized that the oriental woman in front of them was a friend of Ai Lishen, so they had no choice but to stop moving forward, and even became very polite because of Ai Lishen.

He let go of the tall man.