His pupils shrank instantly.

In the photo, it is a single photo of the girl.

The golden sun shines over my shoulders.

What surprised Xue Rin'an was the appearance of the girl in the frame.

Between sisters with the same father and mother, the appearance will follow the difference between the father or the mother, but there will always be some similarities.

The girl in this photo is called Xue Rin'an, and she remembered Jiang Jianing at a glance.

On the table at hand, one hand rested a transparent glass of water.

Inside the cup, floating emerald tea leaves float from top to bottom, and through the glass cup, the person in the photo is magnified.

Zhou Jingrun: "The best Pu'er, sweet and sweet, taste."

Xue Rin'an turned his wheelchair and turned his head, "So, you're using this photo to answer my question."

Jiang Jianing does have a sister.

Zhou Jingrun took the photo frame from Xue Rin'an's hand, and when his eyes fell on this photo frame, he softened a little.

"She's Ellie, the mother of Little Raindrop."

The index finger rubs against the glass that covers the frame.

"The names are fake."

There was a bit of self-deprecation in it.

When he heard it, it was a fake.

But at that time, he felt that it didn't matter to correct the understanding.

Xue Rin'an has never seen Xiaoyudi's mother.

He only knew that in the years when Zhou Jingrun was working outside, he had a daughter, and not long after, he was unmarried and had a daughter.

Until the mother of the little rain did not say goodbye.

Zhou Jingrun's eyes were calm, "I didn't tell you, how did I meet her?"

That time.

Zhou Jingrun took Ellie back to the hotel where he was staying.

On the border between the two countries, it is already very chaotic, and it is not easy to sneak a person into the hotel.

To avoid trouble, he hid Ellie in a cart carrying his luggage.

However, Ellie's physique was very weak, and on the night she arrived at the hotel, she had a fever.

Zhou Jingrun had to trust the relationship again, and found a doctor in the hospital to come over and give Ellie an intravenous drip.

It was a female doctor who came.

When examining Ellie's body, she told Zhou Jingrun that her laceration had caused severe inflammation, resulting in a high fever, and after giving her an intravenous drip, he warned him not to be patient and prescribed medicine.

"She's not a container, she's meant to be cared for."

The assistant who was with him at the time spoke for him: "It's not Mr. Zhou......

Zhou Jingrun grabbed his subordinates and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He didn't care about taking the blame for this kind of thing, he just thought about Ellie's state of mind.

Zhou Jingrun saw off the doctor, walked back again, and pushed open the door.

The girl lying on the bed opened her eyes, her gaze moving from the ceiling and finally falling on him.

Zhou Jingrun still remembers her eyes.

It's like a ceramic doll that's very fragile, with shattered crystals in its eyes.

While she was recuperating in the hotel, a missing person notice appeared near the borderline.

In the photo, the girl's eyes were mosaiced and posted on the streets, and she became a "suspect" approved by the local search, and she was rewarded for reporting.

Zhou Jingrun is simple and comes out every evening to buy something in the supermarket.

One night.

When he returned, he found that the hotel where he was staying was being searched.

His heart tightened, he got on the elevator and immediately entered his room.

Ellie stood by the window, the blackout curtains half hiding her body, and her eyes could fall on the traffic outside the window.

She saw people in uniform popping out of the cars with black license plates.

Charge grabs live ammunition.

At the border, these are not uncommon, special

It is the legitimization of holding and grabbing under the change of power.

Soon, the people in the car caused a violent commotion in the hotel.

Even in the room, you can hear the sound of breaking through the door from the outside.

Ellie shuddered.

A pair of beautiful eyes are frightened.

In the past few days, the wounds on her body have scabbed, but she can still only wear soft clothes so as not to rub her skin.

She turned.

The man was standing, very close to her.

He just walked to the window and looked out, not expecting the girl to turn around suddenly, she raised her eyes, and her lips brushed the man's jaw.

Such an action seemed to stir the air and set off ripples.

Her gaze touched the man's rolling Adam's apple.

On the dock, she desperately escaped and met Zhou Jingrun.

Even if he was her escape from the snake den and into the wolf den, she threw herself into his arms without hesitation.

But he never thought that in the past few days, he asked the doctor to give her an intravenous drip, give her medicine, and dress her, but he just didn't touch her, and that subtle gentleness was even more unbearable than the torture she suffered in captivity.

Is this true?

Will a man have a good man?

She noticed the intense emotion rolling in the man's dark eyes at the soft touch of her lips.

Her position was subtle, and she felt his change.

Men are all the same.

She took his hand.

Bang.

As the door was slammed from the outside, the searchers from outside came in and saw an incomparably beautiful scene.

On the windowsill, the girl leaned against the half-open window, her head buried in his chest, her legs wrapped around the man's waist like vines of silk flowers, and large swaths of fair skin were exposed to the air.

He didn't even make a move.

Even she didn't need him to teach.

The air seemed to be filled with a strong hormone that stimulated Zhou Jingrun's hidden impulse.

It's called acting.

Actually...... The tense muscles all over his body and the green tendons in the corners of his forehead have already exposed his criticality.

Zhou Jingrun suppressed the fishy sweetness in his throat, turned his head to the person who broke in, and said in the local language, "Dare to break into my room? I'm afraid I don't want to get mixed up."

Several people looked at each other.

They knew Zhou Jingrun's identity, "We are here to investigate the suspect, have you seen her?"

The leader of the man showed a photo in his hand.

The person in the photo is Ellie.

"Nope." Zhou Jingrun said bluntly.

Several people did not leave immediately.

They looked at the woman Zhou Jingrun was holding.

Zhou Jingrun sneered: "My woman, do you want to get involved too?"

Several people glanced at each other and left in a hurry.

The person behind Zhou Jingrun, they couldn't afford to offend, and they didn't want to let go of the opportunity to report and get a bounty, so they left to ask their superiors.

After the door is closed.

Zhou Jingrun looked down at the girl in his arms, his throat rolling.

Her skin was very white, and she was protected by the man in her arms at this time, revealing a faint flush, and she looked up at him as well.

Zhou Jingrun's heart moved slightly, and he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

It was the first time he had kissed her.

"Get dressed, let's go."

"I gave her a fake identity, and there was only one ship out of the port at that time."

Zhou Jingrun dipped the tea and wrote a word on the table.