Chapter 18: The Prey of Love
Whether it's 'sissy' or 'little milk dog', it's not what Ji Yan likes to hear.
Qian Hao was driven by Jiang Qian's neck and walked farther and farther, and the words 'little milk dog' still popped out of her mouth from time to time, and she looked like a girl who had not been deeply involved in the world.
But behind her figure, there are still people coming and going, interspersed with constant laughter, and the banknote on the ground is getting smoother and smoother.
The night clouds were light, the grass and hedges were spitting out the dark scent of green, and the air was filled with the pleasant smell of wine and desserts.
Ji Yan, who had already fastened his belt, took the last glance, and Qian Hao's figure had disappeared around the corner, leaving only a damp piece of palm in his hand.
It was Qian Hao who clenched his hand too tightly and tightly, and he felt her extreme panic at that time.
So, Ji Yan pinched and rubbed his palms together to feel the dampness.
Jiang Lian saw this action of his, and stared at it deadly, she just saw how tightly Ji Yan and Qian Hao's hands were held.
He can obviously get rid of it, but Qian Hao can't hold him even if he is trying hard.
This idea poured into Jiang Lian's heart for the first time, and she wanted to say it with a smile, but Ji Yan raised his head and smiled at her, and directly put the words that came to her mouth into her throat and eyes, blocking it uncomfortably, so she simply said: "Hmph." ”
Coquettish with a vinegar flavor.
Even if it is a sister-brother relationship, Jiang Lian also has the side of a little woman.
Ji Yan climbed over the tall hedge, almost hanging in the air, very relaxed, as if he had an amazing ability to jump over the ridge.
When he landed on the ground, he stood on tiptoe slightly, clapped his hands and walked towards Jiang Lian, raising his eyebrows and making her laugh, which instantly made Jiang Lian lose her temper.
But the money on the other side is still in the process of being fried.
At this time, Jiang Qian had already stuffed her into the car, but on the way out, her mouth never stopped.
Jiang Qian got into the car, and Qian Hao grabbed his arm again: "Really! She's really dead! ”
"So what?"
Jiang Qian wanted to say, what does this matter to me?
All right.
Qian Hao already understood what he meant, the death of the beautiful woman had nothing to do with him, even if it was the person he brought, but his woman was probably more than this, so he didn't care, he didn't care about fake death or real death.
Investigating the dead at hand was not his job.
Qian Hao didn't know if he was tired of running or tired, so he leaned heavily on his seat.
Jiang Qian turned on the music and let out a soothing voice for her.
But she still needs to calm down, in fact, she not only saw the beauty being lifted off the skin, but also under the skin, there seemed to be some bloody foam like shaving cream, that kind of picture, not only disgusting, but also terrifying, and after running all the way, that kind of dangerous feeling.
Therefore, Qian Hao, who was sitting in the co-pilot at this time, turned his head away, looked out the window, and breathed deeply.
Jiang Qian suddenly held her hand in the palm of her hand, put it to her mouth and kissed it gently, Qian Hao suddenly tightened her fingers, the hands of the two became tighter and tighter, Jiang Qian held it harder than her, like a comfort, silently soothing her emotions.
Qian Hao turned his eyes to look at him, watching him support his side face with the back of her hand, driving with one hand in a half-lazy state, and the car shook a few times in a downhill slope, and Jiang Qian held her hand tighter.
Qian Hao's mouth pursed slightly, and the panic in his heart calmed down a lot.
The lake where the beauty died seemed to be getting farther and farther away from her in the outer car mirror, but a nightmare about her had just begun.