Chapter 137

Suddenly came a burst of sharp pain on the back of his hand. Rongshuo noticed his left hand, which was stabbed by the glass slag of the window, and laughed indifferently.

This kind of wound is light.

He has never been hurt more than this before

But the next second, a cold touch, suddenly covered his injured left hand.

"Er Shao, why are you so careless..." Nie qiuhuan picked up Rongshuo is full of glass slag on the back of his hand, there is a trace of heartache.

I think he was just protecting her when the bullet hit the car window.

Her hands are still cold at this time, but Rongshuo seems to feel no pain. He even feels that this cold touch is like the best medicine to dispel his pain one by one.

Can Mou bottom dark after a while, he quietly took away Nie qiuhuan's small hand, "nothing, small injury, let's go back first."

Nie qiuhuan looked at him and instantly recovered his former Qingyuan eyeground. He was stunned. Then some lost people took back their own hands, lowered their heads, looked at the tips of their shoes, and nodded their heads.

Rongshuo's car has obviously reached the limit and was hit by so many bullets. It was scrapped after driving for a short time.

He turned to Nie qiuhuan and said, "Qiuqiu, we have to get off and walk for a while. I'll call the driver."

Raising his head, Nie qiuhuan said with a relaxed smile, "it's OK. Let's take exercise before dinner. I'll be rewarded by two young people later."

She has just recovered from the assassination in the past, one eye, one Yingying.

Rongshuo listened to her words, and suddenly remembered that night of the Tang family banquet. She ate one piece of dessert after another, and then fondly raised her mouth and rubbed her small head with a smile. "Don't worry, snack food. I'll take you to my place. My sister-in-law was a first-class cook before she was my servant."

Snacks?

Nie qiuhuan was choked by such a name. Although it was true, he could not lift his head in embarrassment.

Rongshuo smile, or hold her left hand, slowly said, "go."

In this way, two people, in the huge Road, against the hot summer day, holding hands, pacing

A high and a low body shape, on the road, forming a beautiful scenery

However, Nie qiuhuan just recovered from the shock incident just now, and more than ten white sports cars stopped in front of her, forming a circle between them.

And not far behind them, there is Rongshuo's scrapped car

Nie qiuhuan couldn't help tightening Rongshuo's hand, and her body kept approaching Rongshuo. She swallowed her mouth and asked in a trembling voice, "Er Shao, is this the second batch?"

Rongshuo's left hand has not been dealt with, and the blood has dried up. His eyes are fixed on a dozen cars in front of him, but he has not answered Nie qiuhuan's question.

The afternoon is especially hot in summer. I don't know whether the people in the car intentionally. After they make a circle of Rongshuo and Nie qiuhuan, they don't get off the bus. It seems that they are deliberately consuming their patience.

Pea big sweat drops drop by drop, Nie qiuhuan has also felt that the body has been soaked more than half.

She can more clearly feel the two hands have been sticky, but Rongshuo did not intend to let go.

Compared with the exciting and dangerous moment just now, the dull and quiet atmosphere makes Nie qiuhuan feel more nervous.

The people in the car may have seen her inner anxiety.

In the middle of the car, finally slowly opened the door.

Nie qiuhuan followed his eyes and saw the door, slowly came down a tall figure.

His head was dazed by the scorching sun, and Nie qiuhuan's consciousness was in a trance for a short time. However, as soon as this person appeared, Nie qiuhuan felt a chill, and the sweat in his hands was a little less.

He was a man of extremely cold temperament. His face might not be earth shaking and soul stirring, but it was like a pair of cool landscape paintings on the top of rice paper. It was amazing that he could not help watching and Pondering over and over again.

His lips are beautiful, light in color, slightly moist as pearls, and his eyes are as black as jet jade, showing a faint alienation.

However, just at the first glance, Nie qiuhuan lowered his head and did not dare to look up again!

Just a look, let Nie qiuhuan heart a cool, as if falling into the ice cellar like cold!

"Two little."

Low voice, magnetic and distant, like jade beads into the water, but with a trace of indifference.

Rongshuo gazed at him for a moment, then chuckled.

"What's the purpose of the young master of Wen's family who intercepts us with such a great deal of fanfare?"

The slow tone did not seem to show the slightest fear because of the moment. However, holding Nie qiuhuan's hand, he can't help but use strength. Nie qiuhuan can't help but breathe out.

She did not expect that this man was the legendary master of Wen family.Wen Qixue.

Wenjia is the weakest among the eight families in Rongcheng in recent years.

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