Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

Aning opened the window. It was still raining outside, and the rain was pouring heavily. With the sound of rain, she lowered her voice and dialed 110.

The officers on the line told her to stay in the room and not open the door, and they would send someone immediately.

After hanging up the phone, she thought for a while and sent Jiang Yan a message on her computer, but he might have been busy and didn't reply. An Ning could only pray silently in her heart, hoping that he would see it soon.

The speed of the police station's departure was indeed very fast. After about ten minutes, the police car stopped downstairs of the house. It was also at this time that a man's rude cursing sounded outside.

"You bitch, did you call the police?"

"Didn't I tell you that it has nothing to do with you? Why should I call the police?"

"We'd better leave quickly, the police will be here soon."

As soon as they finished speaking, the police broke into the door, and soon the voices of the police and the three men were heard outside.

In the end, they were all taken back to the police station for breaking into private houses. As for Aning, who made the report, he also went to the police station to take notes.

After leaving the police station, Aning had time to look at her phone. After seeing Jiang Yan making 36 calls, she was glad that she had brought her phone with her when she went out.

Just as he was about to call back, his call came in again.

Aning answered the phone and heard Jiang Yan's emotionless voice: "Where are you?"

"At the police station."

"Stand still, I'll come find you."

"Oh."

After Aning hung up the phone, she squatted beside the door of the police station. The rain was still falling in the dark twilight. She stretched out her hand to catch the falling raindrops, and finally filled them up. After a while, they slipped through her fingers again. Walk.

After collecting water in this cycle several times, a pair of white sneakers appeared in Aning's lowered eyes. The hand holding the rainwater paused. She slowly raised her head, and the man's clear and moving face appeared in front of her without reservation. In eyes.

"Dr. Jiang, you are here."

Aning's watery eyes seemed to be mixed with tiny starlight after seeing Jiang Yan. They were astonishingly beautiful. Her eyebrows were curved, and the sleepiness under her eyes became more and more obvious at night.

"Get up." Jiang Yan frowned, looked at the silly girl in front of him, and stretched out his hand in front of her.

She placed her hand on his clearly textured palm and was gently pulled up by him.

After shaking off the hand that had just received the water, Aning rubbed his wet hand on him unceremoniously, and finally smiled.

"Thank you."

Jiang Yan held her in his arms with his long arms, trembling slightly, his slender and thick eyelashes drooping, and he hugged her quietly for a while.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed the hand holding her. You know, the moment he saw the message from her, he felt that the blood in his body was cold.

No one answered the call he made, so he drove to the alley where he usually took her back. He didn't know which household she lived in, and for the first time he regretted why he didn't take her home.

Fortunately, fortunately, she answered the phone in the end.

After getting into Jiang Yan's car, Aning called Lin Lang several times, but the other party still couldn't get through.

Jiang Yan's eyes glanced towards her intentionally or unintentionally, and he turned the steering wheel with his knuckled hands. He said casually: "Move to my house."

"Ok?"

Aning's hand that was typing shook. He raised his head and glanced at the man driving in disbelief. His whole body seemed to have been struck by thunder.

What did she just hear?

"What did you say?" Aning thought he heard wrongly and asked him with a blink.

"Come and stay at my house tonight." Jiang Yan said again patiently.

"This... is not good... I haven't thought about it yet." Aning hesitated, obviously shocked by his words.

She bit her lower lip lightly and looked at him with clear almond eyes, wondering if this progress was going too fast.

"What's wrong? These things happened tonight. Although those people were detained, they will be released soon. It is not safe to continue living there." Jiang Yan said calmly.

So that’s it, Aning smiled awkwardly.

It seems that she is overthinking.

The car soon arrived at a high-end community. Jiang Yan held an umbrella and helped Aning open the car door. The two of them held an umbrella together, and most of the rain hit Jiang Yan.

Each floor of the community where Jiang Yan lives is a single-family house. Aning was attracted by the decoration inside as soon as he entered.

The house is very large, and its decoration style can only be described as gorgeous and luxurious. The floor paved with white marble is as bright as a mirror, the gorgeous crystal chandelier, the pure black fragrant wood table, and the exquisite finely carved bookcases.

Aning calmed down, and then said: "I didn't expect you, Dr. Jiang, to like this style." This was completely unrelated to others.

"Ahem, my mother decorated it." Jiang Yan turned to look at her and retorted.

When he bought this house, he was still studying abroad, and the decoration and other things were left to his parents, who happened to like this European style.

"That aunt has quite good taste." Aning looked around and admired.

Jiang Yan: ...You have quite good taste too.

"Then where will I sleep tonight?" Aning blinked his watery eyes and looked at Jiang Yan motionlessly.

Seemed extremely unnatural by her eyes, Jiang Yan turned his head, a hint of uneasiness flashed through his amber pupils, and pointed at the closed door next to his room.

"That one."

Following the direction he pointed, Aning came to the room. The decoration style of the room was very similar to that of the living room, both in European style. The bed was already made. Aning pressed it gently with her hand and sat on it. It was as soft as she expected!

Then she lay down. On top was the same crystal chandelier as the one in the living room, but it was smaller than that one.

After rolling around on it twice, Aning thought to herself that if she had the chance to meet Jiang Yan's mother, she would definitely ask her aunt where she bought this bed!

It's really soft.