Fifteen minutes passed, and the speed of An Ruo's group gradually slowed down.

An Ruo was in good condition, breathing smoothly.

Lin Huaixue gasped for air, her eyes narrowed, and she put a mask of pain on her face.

Within two minutes, a snow-white figure appeared in the corner of An Ruo's eyes.

There was no need for her to turn her head to look, and in the next second, Qiao Yan and Sheng Yujue had already surpassed them.

The two of them cooperated very well, and their steps were very big, and in a few seconds, they had already thrown them more than ten meters away.

The gap is a little big, An Ruo smiled lightly, and the little chasing intention that was just born has dissipated.

From the starting point to the halfway point of the mountain, Qiao Yan looked ahead, ran intently, and did not speak.

Sheng Yujue glanced at her sideways a few times, but halfway through the journey, he took the initiative to provoke the topic: "When are you free?" ”

Qiao Yan turned his head, his resolute side face facing the sunlight, with clear contours.

I couldn't figure out why this man came to participate in the variety show and teamed up with her, so she asked rhetorically: "Do you need me to tell you a fortune?" ”

Previously, Qiao Yan took the initiative to add him to WeChat, also to seize this big customer.

If the customer has a need, she can naturally cooperate.

However, the man shook his head slightly, "Not for the time being, I'm going to invite you to dinner." ”

Not "I want to", but "I want to".

Qiao Yan's eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly, "Why did you invite me to dinner?" ”

She is not an innocent little girl full of Mary Sue, so naturally she will not think that Sheng Yujue has taken a fancy to her.

An adult man as powerful as him must have a purpose in taking the initiative to invite a person of the opposite sex, and it is not necessarily so superficial.

Sheng Yujue was also calm: "You probably don't know that your grandmother and my mother were childhood friends. More than ten years ago, my mother was abroad taking care of her sister, who was expecting to give birth, and by the time she learned about your family's situation, it was too late. ”

The past buried in his heart was suddenly mentioned by him, Qiao Yan loosened his strength, and his running speed slowed down.

"Later, my sister and children were all right, and my mother tried to find you, but she couldn't find your whereabouts. A few days ago, my mother learned that you had returned to Cloud City, set off for China, and just arrived home yesterday morning. ”

It all makes sense.

He went on the show and invited her to dinner in accordance with his mother's wishes.

Qiao Yan didn't expect that her grandmother actually had an old friend for many years, and she was so attentive to her grandmother.

The old man came back from abroad for her, and besides, she also wanted to see her grandmother's deceased.

"After the variety show is recorded, I will take the time to contact you." Qiao Yan accepted the invitation.

If the next few groups of guests saw the state of these two people, they were afraid that they would angrily denounce the injustice of God.

Why can someone be ahead of the first place and chat easily, while someone has to take a step and take a breath or two.

When he was about to reach the top of the mountain, Qiao Yan stopped, "Okay, you don't have to run, they can't catch up." ”

Sheng Yujue also stopped and walked slowly.

The scenery at the top of the mountain is indeed different, the air is fresh, and the breath is full of nature.

The mountain wind is howling, the clouds are rolling up, and the faint mist is gradually becoming transparent under the light of the golden morning sun.

Qiao Yan lowered her head slightly, and there were a few strands of wet hair on her forehead and cheeks, which made her skin even whiter than snow.

ran all the way up, but she didn't have a trace of embarrassment, her willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and a little bead of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose, which was wiped away by her raised hand.

She suddenly raised her head and said with a steady breath, "It shouldn't be far." ”

Qing Lingling's eyes were clear and moist, as if they were separated by a layer of mist, which was difficult to see through at a glance.

The ponytail at the back of her head was a little loose, and she untied her rubber band, and her black hair poured down.

Black hair and red lips, white skin, like a mountain forest charm, hooking people's heartstrings, but I don't know it.

"Wait, I'll tie my hair."

She turned around, turned her back to Sheng Yujue, and raised her hand to tie her hair.

The hair brushed from his right hand, which was tied to Qiao Yan's left hand, cool, soft, and excellent to the touch.

After his long hair was tied, he even subconsciously twisted his fingertips.

Very subtle movements, Qiao Yan didn't notice it.