The fast travel host is a real boss

Chapter 237 High Cold Senior (27)

Fuyan was holding a box of colorful macarons in his hand. Just looking at the colors already whetted the appetite.

The two happened to be walking outside the man-made garden at this moment. The fallen leaves that had been built fell all over the ground, and the trees were neat and shapely. They were walking side by side when suddenly, the water pipe beside them burst.

One after another, the screams suddenly sounded.

Fuyan was sprayed some by the splashed water.

Why do you say some.

Because, when the incident happened, Qin Leng quickly reacted and stood in front of Fuyan.

Fuyan lowered her head, her hands were firmly protecting the macaron in front of her, but she found that she didn't get much water on her body.

When she looked up, she caught a glimpse of Qin Leng's wet black hair. At this moment, his hair was drooping on his smooth and plump forehead in a state of embarrassment, and there were faint water marks on his fair and handsome face, following the smooth lines. dripping onto his white shirt.

Fu Yan swallowed her saliva, and immediately realized that she pulled Qin Leng away from the place of right and wrong.

And the water pipe that exploded behind was also being dealt with.

Of the few people present, probably only Fuyan was the cleanest.

If it is not contaminated by any water, it is the macaron in Fuyan's hand.

Right now, Fuyan doesn't care about Macaron anymore, because someone got wet because of protecting you, we can't be so heartless.

Fuyan took out a pack of tissues from her bosom and handed it to Qin Leng with a complicated expression: "See where you wipe first, I don't think there is any need to wipe anywhere."

Especially the top shirt, which has become transparent at this moment, and the black vest inside can be vaguely seen.

Qin Leng looked down at the tissue, but didn't pull it out.

His slender, white fingers landed on the buttons of his shirt, and he unbuttoned them one by one, taking off his soaked shirt.

The tight-fitting black vest was attached to his body, outlining tight and powerful muscles.

Fuyan subconsciously caught a glimpse of the muscles in front of Qin Leng's body. She took a second look, and she had never imagined that a young man who looked so fragile had a sense of security.

Qin Leng was very satisfied to see the girl's straight gaze, then he inadvertently raised his hand, pulled off the shoulder strap of the vest, exposing a certain position, and then rolled up the shirt to squeeze out the water .

Fuyan's gaze was 'forced' to follow Qin Leng's slender and fair fingers around, and caught a glimpse of the familiar red mole in her pupils unexpectedly.

As soon as Fuyan's eyes lit up, she stepped on her feet immediately, grabbed Qin Leng's shoulder, and lifted his shoulder strap with one hand, and took a closer look at the red mole.

As soon as he noticed Fuyan's movement, Qin Leng moved his hand away to prevent Fuyan from getting his shirt soaked and getting wet.

Fu Yan stretched out her hand to feel it, and looked carefully, it was indeed the same location.

Fuyan pushed it away again, a little depressed, why is it Qin Leng.

This person was targeting himself from the very beginning!
Qin Leng didn't seem to know what Fuyan's intentions were. He looked at Fuyan indifferently with Gujing Wubo's eyes, and asked calmly, "What were you doing just now?"

Fu Yan raised her eyebrows and smiled, and said solemnly: "That's a way of thanking people!"

Qin Leng's eyes darkened, and he didn't pursue it, but his voice was muffled: "Oh."

"Let's go change clothes first, a cold is not good." Fu Yan said with a smile, and quickly brought up the previous topic.

(End of this chapter)