Queen Raiders

After calling the police, Yan Ran sent a bodyguard to take notes with the police, leaving another bodyguard just in case.

Others thought that she only had two bodyguards, Da Ming and A Lun, but they didn't know that she had her own plans.

Do you really think anyone can take the position of President Yan?

Yan Ran smiled disdainfully.

The bodyguard was very conscientious and carefully checked Yan Ran's car from the inside to the outside.

"I've checked everything, it should be fine." The bodyguard replied to Yan Ran.

Check the car for bombs?

Yan Ran hehe: "She dare not."

The bodyguard let out an "oh", and didn't dare to ask who "ta" was——

Their duty is security guards, as long as the employer's safety is guaranteed, their high salaries can be obtained.This is their professional ethics.

As for who is behind the scenes, this is not their scope of work.

Moreover, the less you know about this suspected grievance between wealthy families, the safer you will be.

Yan Ran declined the bodyguard's suggestion to drive for her.

Before getting into the car, she remembered one thing: "What did you use as a hidden weapon just now?"

hidden weapon?

The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that what Yan Ran was talking about was the thing that the stick-slinging man rushed up to, and he was afraid that he would hurt Yan Ran, so he threw it in a hurry, and it happened to hit the stick-slinging man on the head.

"It's this, Iron Fist." The bodyguard took out a metal guy and handed it to Yan Ran.

Yan Ran was fiddling with this iron guy. The five holes on it could just fit five fingers.

It must hurt to be punched like this, right?

"Very good." Yan Ran put back the iron fist and turned around to get into the car.

"Mr. Yan? Your back..." The bodyguard hesitated for a moment, but opened his mouth anyway.

"Nothing." Yan Ran replied lightly.

There is a difference between men and women, and Yan Ran is her client. She said it was nothing, and the bodyguard couldn't say anything more, so she turned and left, started her car, and followed Yan Ran closely.

Yan Ran didn't go back to the company, but went home directly.

As the president of a group company like Yan's, it seems unreasonable for him to leave work so early.

Don't let people have a private life?Who hasn't been in a relationship yet?

Yan Ran kicked the gas pedal happily and drove home.

Home, yes, that is her and Wu Di's home.

Entering the complex, locking the car, getting on the elevator, unlocking the door with fingerprint lock...all in one go.

When the door was closed behind him, the house became a world for two people again.

There was a pleasant smell floating in the air: the smell of laundry detergent was also mixed with the smell of Wu Di.

It was an indescribable fragrance belonging to a mature woman, Yan Ran experienced it last night——

Even if there was still the smell of alcohol in it last night, Yan Ran could clearly distinguish which one really belonged to Wu Di.

It was very quiet inside.

Yan Ran felt as if she had suddenly stepped into a fantasy dream.

The gauze curtains on the bay window fluttered with the wind, seeming to be real or unreal; the washed clothes were hanging on the balcony, which looked very familiar.

Yan Ran's eyes opened slightly: She recognized those clothes, including the tag-cut T-shirt and shorts that Wu Di wore, and two that she wore yesterday...even her own underwear?

Yan Ran's face turned red.

How close should someone be to do underwear and laundry?

Yan Ran held down the beating heart in her left chest with her right hand——

Wu Di washed her underwear and so on, which really surprised her.

It's not scary, but... Anyway, it makes people blush and heartbeat faster.

We're girlfriends, aren't we?

Yan Ran clenched his right hand slightly to cheer himself up.

After taking several deep breaths, Yan Ran's heartbeat returned to normal.

Then she discovered that the floor had obviously been wiped seriously, and every table and cabinet had been wiped down. On the kitchen table, there were faintly prepared ingredients under the fly-proof cover.

Is this for dinner?

Full of the atmosphere of home.

Yan Ran's heart beat wildly again——

This feeling called "home" was something she had never experienced since she was a child. She only heard it from other people, saw it on TV, and read it in novels.

Yan Ran suddenly closed her eyes, paused for two seconds, and then quickly opened them.

Thankfully, everything in front of me is still there, not a dream.

Yan Ran's nostrils were sour, and he wanted to laugh: Who would have imagined that Yan's CEO is actually a person who lacks family warmth since he was a child?

Maybe this is a very common thing for ordinary people, maybe Wu Di is just fulfilling the responsibility of a "live-in nanny"...

do not care!

Yan Ran shook her head vigorously, waving away the negative "maybe".

Now, she only wants to see that Wu Di, the snail girl.

The snail girl Wu Di is sleeping soundly on the sofa.

Yan Ran walked around the back of the sofa lightly and saw her.

The scene is almost exactly the same as last night, if it gets dark...

Yan Ran's brows and eyes couldn't help softening, and she couldn't help but get closer, even closer, and her steps were so light that they couldn't be lighter.

He even couldn't help but squat down and go, staring at Wu Di's sleeping face.

Washing clothes, tidying up the house, and preparing dinner, is she exhausted?

Perhaps because of a tacit understanding, Wu Di just woke up when Yan Ran squatted down.

His sleepy eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and he didn't know if he could see Yan Ran's existence clearly.

"Are you awake?" Yan Ran didn't realize that her voice was extraordinarily gentle.

She raised her hand and gently brushed Wu Di's loose hair.

Wu Di's eyes widened slowly, and his clear consciousness returned.

"Why..." Why are you off work now?

Wu Di rubbed his eyes, it was not a dream.

Stretching his neck again, he looked in the direction of the window. During the day, in broad daylight, it couldn't be whiter.

"I missed you, so I'm back." Yan Ran said.

Wu Di held his breath, blinked, and blinked again, to make sure it wasn't a dream.

If it's not a dream, Mr. Yan, you are so flirtatious and unprofessional, is it really okay?

Boss Yan couldn't help but say what was in his heart, his face became hot.

Conscience of heaven and earth, she really didn't flirt on purpose, but from the bottom of her heart... the words of love that came out of her stroll.

Seeing Wu Di's surprised reaction and his slightly opened mouth, Yan Ran's little bit of regret that he couldn't help but disappeared in an instant——

Such a lip shape is too suitable for... kissing.

Time seemed to freeze suddenly, the surrounding air stopped circulating, and the room was suddenly filled with pink bubbles.

Yan Ran's head was stained by the pink that represented ambiguity, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes focused on Wu Di's slightly parted lips.

"Gollum!"

Yan Ran clearly heard the sound of swallowing hard in his throat, and his eardrums trembled.

Attracted by a certain thought, she bowed her face towards Wu Di who was lying on her back.

The destination is Wu Di's lips...

The pressing action had to stop halfway.

Yan Ran stared at Wu Di's face who was close at hand, and the nerves dominated by desire returned to normal reactions.

She squinted at Wu Di's left hand that was propped on her right shoulder——

Sure enough, left-handed people are more comfortable with the left hand than the right hand.

So this also means that Wu Di refuses "that kind of thing", right?

There was a moment of loss in Yan Ran's heart.

But her ability to change her face was extraordinary, and she immediately put on a questioning expression: "Mr. Wu has really good skin."

"Huh?" Wu Di was stunned, he hadn't reacted from being suspected of being kissed by Yan Ran just now, and now suddenly knowing the truth was actually praising his good skin.

"Mr. Wu want to get up? I'll help you." Yan Ran quickly turned into a little expert like Lei Feng.

Wu Di almost blurted out "no rush", but fortunately she shut up quickly, otherwise it seemed... as if she was looking forward to Yan Ran's kiss.

But, how can I really hope to break it?

Who stretched out its claws to stop Yan Ran just now?What's the use of keeping this claw? !

"Ah...thank you!" Wu Di said, holding Yan Ran's hand that wanted to help him.

Yan Ran looked at her puzzled.

"Mr. Yan is still young, so he should focus on his career." Wu Di said earnestly.

"?" A question mark slowly appeared in Yan Ran's head.

"Mr. Yan, after all, bears the jobs of tens of thousands of people in the Yan family, so he should..."

"I understand!" Yan Ran pressed Wu Di's hand backhand, "Career is the most important thing! Don't worry, Mr. Wu!"

"I trust Mr. Yan's character." Wu Di solemnly turned his back on the customer and grabbed Yan Ran's hand instead.

The corner of Yan Ran's mouth twitched, and with a twist of his wrist, he broke free from Wu Di's restraint, and put Wu Di's hand in his own: "I will not let down President Wu's trust!"

The two said that we are comrades-in-arms, we are comrades, and we are killing all directions in the same trench, but they are doing extremely childish movements with their hands, as if whoever has the upper hand can attack.

In the end, Wu Di's words ended the childish behavior of the two of them——

"We were here last night..." Wu Di said, his eyes drifting.

"Here?" Yan Ran tried hard to digest and understand Wu Di's incomplete meaning, ignoring that Wu Di took the opportunity to grab her hand.

Attack and accept the overall situation is settled!

"Yes, here... I drank too much, Mr. Yan... took care of me?" Wu Didian spoke to him.

Suddenly, Yan Ran said "ah": "Mr. Wu is indeed overwhelmed with alcohol... Our current relationship, um, is what I should do."

Wu Di said "Huh?"

What are you supposed to do?

Isn't our current relationship girlfriend and girlfriend?

So what should you do, be... me or me... be you?

Yan Ran stared at Wu Di's strange expression, reacted for a full five seconds, and suddenly understood.

She couldn't help "puchi" laughing.

Wu Di's expression became even more tangled.

"President Wu misunderstood!" Yan Ran hurriedly clarified, "Your body is unwell from alcohol, and you have red envelopes strung around your body. I'm afraid you'll scratch and get infected, so I just... just press, press you."

"Suppression?" Wu Di said a sound over and over again.

Yan Ran coughed uncomfortably: "press...press your hands and body, and don't let you move around."

"That's it?" Wu Di frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple.

"It's not..." Yan Ran's eyes drifted, but they didn't look at Wu Di's face.

"That is?"

"Cough! I'm just worried. I'm worried that Mr. Wu scratched those little red envelopes. If blood and pus get on his clothes, he will be sent to the hospital and then torn off. Mr. Wu will have to suffer another injury." Yan However, the expression of explanation is serious.

But Wu Di couldn't keep calm anymore: "It's still bleeding and pus, so I'll just drink alcohol and get rid of it, Mr. Yan, do you think I'm festered and dying?"