Wen Ran felt a shadow fall, and withdrew his gaze from China's side.

A handsome face was pressed down head-on.

This time she wasn't so nervous.

Instead, he hooked the corners of his mouth and showed a polite and stiff smile, trying to please the man.

Zhou Qixiao's eyebrows raised.

He had a headache from her goddamn eyes.

She's still laughing?

Is this thinking that he is a paper tiger, not afraid?

He's a rebellious man.

Even just now, I felt that this little spy was unhappy about treating him as a hooligan.

But at this moment, I felt that she was not afraid of him, which was quite an eyesore.

The calloused fingers pinched the tender white face and pulled it out.

The appearance of indecency is wild and flamboyant.

"Well, I'm afraid of the smell of blood."

Fear? Afraid?

Wen Ran felt that the man's expression was faintly full of perverted excitement?

"I ......"

"Shh The man raised his finger and pressed it against Wen Ran's lips.

The other hand opens the door and the seat belt is opened.

When he was dragged out of the car by his sturdy arms, Wen Ran didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

But when the rope came out of nowhere, it was wrapped around her wrist.

The fear of the unknown made her tremble uncontrollably.

She watched as the man tied the other end of the rope to the handlebar.

Tilting her head to look at the man who was looking down at her, she didn't know why.

The man's blue eyes reflected the afterglow of the setting sun, and there was a layer of warmth.

He raised his hand good-naturedly and patted her head dotingly.

Bowing slightly, when he approached, the deep voice became more and more intoxicating.

"So, just trouble the little fiancée, run two laps, and scatter the smell?"

The picture was so beautiful that Wen Ran didn't react for a while when he heard such terrifying words.

Until the moment when the man opened the rear door, got into the car, and stretched out his hand to close the door.

Wen Ran realized that he wasn't joking!

She lunged forward in a panic, her belly slamming against the edge of her seat.

But she didn't care about the pain at all, and her tied hands grabbed the man's arm tightly.

The slender hands were white and tender, and because of the force, the fingertips were congested and faintly powdered.

But it only left a shallow indentation on the strong arm.

Zhou Qixiao bit the cigarette in his mouth.

With her little effort, she can throw her out with a flick of her arm.

But he still used his other hand to break her hand that was holding his arm like a kitten.

The little girl stared at him with blank eyes, her curled eyelashes trembling uneasily.

There were still red marks on his soft cheeks that he had just pinched.

He tugged at him, and she grabbed his arm tightly.

It's as if he couldn't live without him.

It makes people want to bully more.

Wen Ran felt that his fingertips could no longer hold the man's arm.

Helplessly: "I was wrong! ”

The crying is trembling, and it is pitiful.

It's a pity that the man in front of him didn't have any pity.,On the contrary, he smiled more and more charming.。。

He also asked unreasonably: "Oh? What's wrong? ”

Wrong......

What's wrong?

How did she know what she was doing wrong!

She had carefully wiped the blood and curled up in her seat without making a sound.

Where the hell did he provoke her to toss her like this!

Was it because she thought he was a good person?

Or was it because she smiled at him?

"Can't think of it? Sober after two laps? ”

After Zhou Qixiao finished speaking, he kicked the driver's seat with his toes and motioned for China to drive.

China raised his hand and brushed his forehead.

Boss, do you know that you're like a kid pulling a girl's hair?

There's no wife like this.

She couldn't dismantle her family's leader's platform, so she could only comfort Wen Ran from the side: "We don't kill civilians, nor do we torture and kill spies." At present, it is still friendly and cooperative with China. ”

However, the premise of compliance is that their leaders do not go crazy.

If you go crazy, that's the master who even cuts down his own Lao Tzu, what kind of principle do you talk about.

But lately, they've been in a pretty stable mood.

There is no need to mention this to Wen Ran.

immediately gave Zhou Qixiao a step.

"Boss, the appointed time is about to pass!"

Meaning, stop playing!

It's fun for a while!

Ay!

It's hard to die, her face is paralyzed.

This family will be separated sooner or later without her!

Zhou Qixiao was obviously dissatisfied with Chi Na's meddling.

When I looked up, my gaze was cold.

"So distressed, why don't you run for her?"

China: ...... You deserve to be single so far!

Zhou Qixiao shut up when he saw Chi Na.

returned his gaze to Wen Ran.

Seeing that the little girl hung her head and was motionless, she was even more annoyed, "Speak." ”

Wen Ran's mind was full of the sentence that he would not kill civilians or torture spies.

Suddenly realized that he would not be tortured to death.

The string that had been tight broke in an instant.

She still muttered obediently, "I'm sorry ......"

Tilt your head.

The eyes that had long been full of tears could no longer bear it.

Large, large tears rolled down her porcelain-white face like round pearls.

smashed on the black seat, like a splash of water.

Zhou Qixiao rolled the cigarette holder in his mouth with the tip of his tongue, wrapped the cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and held it obliquely.

Half-squinted eyes.

Crying?!

Didn't you treat her well?

Even if you really run two laps, you can't die.

Is this a bitter meat trick?

However, crying strangely looks good.

"Crying for what?"

Wen Ran didn't want to cry, but after the catastrophe, he realized that he was safe, and his psychological defense line collapsed.

I can't control it at all.

"Afraid of me?"

Although the emotions collapsed, fortunately, the sanity was still there.

I heard the voice of a man who did not distinguish between joy and anger.

Wen Ran thought about it, she didn't torture and kill, but she angered this uncertain man, and it was enough for her to shave her ears.

She was afraid of pain.

"No, it's me...... I remember, this time yesterday ......"

As soon as he opened his mouth, tears welled up in his eyes again, and his voice trembled.

She sniffed.

"I'm still at home with my father, we have discussed, and when the scores come out, I, we will go to Xianjun Mountain to watch and watch the sunset."

Originally, I wanted to say something casually to fool him.

But speaking of which, Wen Ran could no longer suppress the sadness in his heart.

It's been less than 24 hours.

Turned upside down.

From getting the news of my father's car accident in the middle of the night to being picked up by my grandfather's people on a private jet.

Except for the black coffin, she actually didn't see her father die.

So in addition to fear and grief, she has always had a trace of luck in her heart.

Maybe...... Maybe everything was a misunderstanding.

Also escaping the hope that these are the pranks of Dad and Grandpa.

When she arrives in Nanzhou and arrives at her grandfather's house, her father will suddenly appear.

Tell her that everything is fake.

But when it comes to this when the mood breaks, all the emotions that are forcibly ignored and deliberately hidden are infinitely magnified.

And the kidnapper's words about her father being killed echoed in her mind over and over again.

She couldn't fool herself anymore.

There is no father in this world who wants to accompany her to Xianjun Mountain.

And she doesn't know if she can return to her grandfather with all her beards and tails beside this uncertain man.

All this was too heavy and too much for her to bear.

The more Wen Ran thought about it, the more sad she became, and the more sad she became, the more difficult it was to control her emotions.

Tears fell one after another as if they had burst the embankment.

The thin shoulders shrugged.

It was as if he was going to die in the next second.

It was the first time Zhou Qixiao had seen a woman crying like this.

After all, no woman had dared to cry in front of him before.

He felt like he should be annoyed.

But the tears fell like a little crystal, and the little girl cried very well except for a slight sob.

Zhou Shiye, who was so obedient that he never had a conscience, felt that he was a little too much?

If you scare this little spy out of the, then where are you going to dig up the news?

And when she cried, the tails of her eyes drooped, like a puppy abandoned by the whole world, and the hateful eyes in her memory were also different.

It was difficult for him to be a little more patient, "You be good, and you can go to that mountain with your dad in a few days." ”

How do you know that as soon as these words came out, the little girl was like a wilted little rose, and she was even more sad.

Zhou Qixiao's few patiences were also exhausted.

It's a nose kick in the face, isn't it?

I was just going to use something.

I heard the crying weak and soft voice float over, "Dad, Dad passed away yesterday, and there is no Dad anymore......"

Zhou Qixiao: Huh?

If she hadn't made it up.

That's a little bad guy.

But human life is the least valuable in a war-torn country, and Zhou Qixiao doesn't even care about his own life, and he doesn't have any concept of family affection.

He didn't understand what it was to cry about.

Said disappreliantly: "What's so difficult about that, dig your dad out and carry it up that mountain, you can see a few sunrises if you want." ”