It turns out that I am the white moonlight of the cold boss [Rebirth]

Qiu Lan followed behind Liandong, so close that she could hear each other's breathing.

He didn't dare to call Visa's name loudly, so he could only listen to the sound of unnecessary footsteps.

Liandong stopped suddenly, Qiu Lan couldn't see anything, walked unconsciously, and then slammed into the hard back like a stone, causing a dull pain in his forehead.

Qiu Lan stretched out her hand to cover her forehead, she dared not speak in anger, "Master Liandong, what's wrong?"

"Take my hand."

Qiu Lan: "?"

He was speechless, and Liandong added with a hoarse voice: "Otherwise we will get separated."

This explanation sounds reasonable. Qiu Lan's attitude towards the savior was very gentle, so she reached out and groped for the position of her hand, but the touch felt very strange, hard and extraordinarily strong.

Not knowing what was going on in her mind, Qiu Lan didn't let go of her hand in a daze, and even touched left and right.

In the darkness, the man's eyes darkened, even a man couldn't hold back being touched by someone who was thinking about him so much, but his eyes were a little cold. Does this man treat every man like this?Obviously didn't recognize his identity, but still seduced him so unconsciously, if the one standing here wasn't himself...

The man grabbed the hand that was messing around his waist.

Qiu Lan was taken aback, those big hands were cool and powerful, the texture of jade, the familiar feeling made Qiu Lan's breathing stagnate for a while.

Then he comforted himself, what is Yi Guixue's identity, how could she be in such a place?Besides, this person's voice was far from Yi Guixue's, so it couldn't be him.

Being led away by those hands, Qiu Lan always felt uncomfortable, and most of her attention was divided by the holding hands.

The man's hand was extremely cold, even if he held it tightly, he couldn't warm it at all, but Qiu Lan's hand was sweating due to nervousness, and the palm was slippery. She felt embarrassed and wanted to take it back and wipe it off. , and it was difficult to speak, and he hesitated to speak for a long time.

When he finally made up his mind to speak, his foot slipped, his ankle tilted, and he fell uncontrollably to the right.

But now that he possesses spiritual power, he is not nervous about this situation. Just as he was about to stand still, a strong chest suddenly covered his back, and a pair of arms tightly covered him inside, forcing him to get very close to the chest , so close that he could feel the heartbeat of the people behind him.

Qiu Lan broke Lian Dong's arm with his hands in embarrassment, excused his benefactor in his heart, he should have just thought that he was going to fall, and supported him in desperation, he tilted his head: "I'm fine, thank you."

However, after breaking for a long time, the arm holding him was still motionless, and Lonicera's voice was steady, as if without any emotion: "You sprained your ankle, I will carry you away."

Qiu Lan's breath was stagnant, and she quickly shook her head: "I'm really fine, I can walk, you can relax..."

He's not a big girl, that's what it looks like.

The two were very close, the man was tall, he lowered his head slightly, so that the tip of his nose could be placed on the back of Qiu Lan's neck, the man couldn't help but want to get closer, with a bewildered expression, he took a deep breath.

Qiu Lan froze, only felt that the itching from the neck made her whole body shudder, and the spiritual power instantly gathered in her hands, and she struggled angrily: "My lord, please respect yourself."

The man just woke up like a dream, finally let go of his arm, and held Qiu Lan's hand with nostalgia.

This time Qiu Lan resolutely dodged, and said nothing to give him a hug, her voice was muffled, and she suppressed her anger: "I won't lose you, let's go."

Fortunately, Lian Dong didn't say anything more this time, both of them fell silent and walked in muffled voices.

Qiu Lan was holding a strange breath in her heart, but she couldn't tell her benefactor, she was very aggrieved.

After walking for about two hours, a panting sound suddenly came from the front. Although it was deliberately suppressed, the sound was inevitable during the running process.

Qiu Lan's eyes lit up, and she called softly, "Visa?"

"Hey, Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen!" The voice sounded like meeting a relative.

Qiu Lan passed Lonicera, and said pleasantly, "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine. Listen to the voice. Mr. Shen is fine. If I can't find you again, I will go out by myself."

Weisa is an honest person, and he spoke the truth. Because of his emotions, he walked up to Qiu Lan and wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but he was blocked in the middle of the way, separated by a cold object.

Visa shuddered: "What?"

Qiu Lan didn't see what happened at all, but there was a sudden sound that didn't introduce Lonicera, and said with a smile: "I almost fell into the pit just now, but luckily this young master Lonicera saved me."

He found the direction of Liandong again and said: "Young Master Liandong, this is my companion, thank you very much."

At the same time, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He always felt that being alone with this Mr. Honeysuckle in the dark, the atmosphere was very strange, and this person was also very strange. There would be more people, and he was walking with him. He felt much more relaxed. The whole person relaxes.

Little did they know that his subtle emotional changes were all in the eyes of another person, Liandong uncontrollably brewed jealousy in his heart, as soon as this fat man appeared, Qiu Lan smiled so happily, he had never smiled so relaxedly to himself, always Vigilant, resistant, silent, so reluctant to be with me, why do I always run away?

Lian Dong couldn't understand, he had only tasted the taste of love in Qiu Lan alone in his life, it was a strange feeling, sour and sweet, made him lose his rationality and arrogance, the rest was only wanting to be with Qiu Lan However, while he was still immersed in it, Qiu Lan left him again and again.

He pursed his lips, comforting himself, Qiulan must love him, maybe because of shyness, maybe because he didn't do well, he would always indulge him.

He was a once-in-a-lifetime husband, and he might have been clumsy at first, always making his wife angry, but he wanted to learn to be good.