Chapter 30 Run far away

Style: Girl Author: XiangqiaoWords: 1217Update Time: 24/02/20 16:57:44
Zhou Qixiao's eyes fell on Wen Ran's neck.

It was dotted with spots, and his hickeys and teeth marks completely covered the finger marks made from the scum.

He looked quite pleasing to the eye.

But if this little thing finds out, he will definitely hide his face in shame.

He couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth when he thought of her face turning red from suppressing her anger and being too angry to speak.

Wen Ran smiled happily when she saw the man staring at her neck, but her scalp felt numb.

She lowered her head subconsciously, but unfortunately she couldn't see anything.

Just as she was about to quietly move toward the rearview mirror, she saw the man holding the cigarette between his fingertips in his mouth and raising his chin at her.

"Turn around."

Wen Ran hesitated to speak. Although he didn't know what he was going to do, he still turned around slowly and obediently.

The head of a white gauze scarf fell down, and before she could react, the slightly cool sandy touch touched the skin of her neck.

The heavy-duty lace was a bit hard, and its rough texture rubbed against the skin that had just been kissed so violently, causing a slight stinging itch.

Wen Ran subconsciously moved her neck, and the calloused hands clasped half of her shoulders and neck.

"What are you moving about? It's ugly, so don't cry."

The man was very interested, but his reprimanding words were filled with pleasant teasing. While speaking, he rubbed the bones of the back of her neck with his thumb.

Zhou Qixiao thought it was just a bow tie!

What can be difficult?

No matter how complex the weapon is, he disassembles and assembles it as if it were for fun.

But...at this moment, a small bow knot troubled him.

Why is this system so soft when it comes out? It's completely different from what I imagined in my head.

He was a little irritable, patiently turned his head to study, rolled his tongue, and held the cigarette on this side.

He tugged at the bow that hung down like rabbit ears.

Pull left, pull right.

It was so hard that it was snagging, and finally it could barely fit into the eyes.

He took a step back with satisfaction, and without giving Wen Ran a chance to look, he put his arms around her slender waist, pulled her into his arms forcefully, and walked forward half-hugging her.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled, very wickedly, "Tie a piece of string to save yourself from losing it."

Wen Ran was so coerced that she could only keep up with him quickly. When she heard what he said, she reached out and rubbed the gauze around her neck, a hint of helplessness flashed in her big eyes.

Does this man treat her as a pet?

She bit her lower lip out of habit, and the slight numbness and pain reminded her of the man's madness just now.

Wen Ran lowered his eyes, although the two of them did not explain.

But she currently relies on him, and her life and death depend on his thoughts.

In addition, the other party also suspected that she was a spy.

Her status is not even that of a lover. Maybe this man really treats her as a pet.

There are grievances and anger, but in the face of life and death, they seem too insignificant.

Wen Ran exhaled slowly and adjusted her mood.

At least, this man had a half-blood monster face, and he didn't embarrass her too much.

The situation was infinitely better than when she was kidnapped.

After comforting herself like this, Wen Ran's depressed mood instantly improved a lot.

She secretly thought: Just treat it as a short-term relationship. When she gets to the North District, she will run away immediately and never see this bad man again! Just treat everything in Nanzhou as a nightmare and forget about it all.

After passing the last sentinel point, the temporary gravel road turned into a wide and flat cement road.

Wen Ran looked around, and the building in front of him was probably the most prominent one nearby.

At the front is a four-story building covering an area of ​​about a few hundred square meters. There are several small western-style buildings nearby, and there is a place that looks like a processing factory at the far end.

It looked dusty on the outside, but an idea popped into Wen Ran's mind.