Chapter 342 The Old Rogue Ling Xize(1/2)
The covered palms are thick, the temperature is cold and cool, which relieves the burning heat on the forehead.
Su Qiuer was stunned for a moment and forgot to avoid it.
A few seconds later, his palm was removed, Duan Changyan covered his hand on his forehead again. After comparison, he frowned and muttered to himself, "It turns out that I have a fever."
After hearing his words, Su Qiuer finally came to her senses.
"What are you doing?"
Staring at him with caution, Su Qiuer tightened her hand holding the umbrella handle and took a step back.
"We'll take you home."
As he said naturally, Duan Changyan stretched out his hand to get the shopping bag that Su Qiuer carried. His fingertips brushed across her fingers, leaving a warm feeling. Su Qiuer pinched the plastic bag tightly and avoided Duan Changyan's movements.
She looked cold and refused, "No need."
He stretched out his hand and froze in the air. Duan Changyan's movements were slightly paused, but he said, "After all, we met each other."
acquaintance?
Seeing him so lightly, Su Qiuer's throat burst into anger and burned to her throat.
If she hadn't been able to use her strength, she would have to kick the man.
"I have nothing to know about you."
As he said coldly, Su Qiuer pushed the umbrella forward, and the edge of the umbrella surface was almost next to Duan Changyan's jaw, pouring the rainwater all over the body.
Su Qiuer lowered her head, unwilling to look at him, so she walked around Duan Changyan with a plastic bag.
Duan Changyan was stunned for a moment, and as she walked by, she suddenly grabbed her wrist.
The warmth of the wrist rushed upwards along the arms and spread to the chest, and suddenly it became very hot again.
Su Qiuer stopped.
"Don't be so stubborn, we'll just send you downstairs and leave after you send it." Duan Changyan's palm slid down, hooked her plastic bag handle, softened his tone, and said something to coax her, "Is that okay?"
“…”
Su Qiuer shook her body, lowered her eyebrows and eyes, took a deep breath, suppressing all the emotions that surged, but when she raised her eyes, her eyes suddenly became a little red.
The umbrella is transparent. Through a thin layer of umbrella surface, Duan Changyan clearly saw this scene and paused.
She scolded angrily, "Are you sick?"
“Yes, yes, I’m sick.”
Duan Changyan came back to his senses and simply responded, forced the plastic bag over, held it with his umbrella hand, and then the empty hand was placed behind her shoulders, and walked on the road with her shoulders.
He continued to coax her, "Let's go, I'll beat you up when you get better, okay?"
"you……"
Su Qiuer was both angry and annoyed.
"If you can't beat me, you'll beat me twice. I'm pretty resistant to beating." Duan Changyan opened his mouth before she could speak, "Look, the second-generation ancestor in the city can't beat me, so I'll beat you alone. Wouldn't you be very happy?"
"Happy you--"
"Just be happy." Duan Changyan intercepted her words and continued to mutter, "In the future, stay at home when you are sick, and takeout whatever you want. On this rainy day, you will only get sick and become more ill. Go back and have a good rest. When you get better, I will take you to eat barbecue and I will treat you..."
“…”
Su Qiuer wanted to interrupt several times, but she failed.
After two minutes, he kept talking alone, without even breathing.
Su Qiuer was so worried that she wanted to sew his mouth.
But, as he listened, she felt sad and her emotions surged.
She lowered her head and pulled the corner of her mouth, feeling a little self-deprecating.
This man never speaks with sincerity... but she still believes it stupidly.
But even more clear, Su Qiuer was still taken to the car by him in a daze. When the door of the rear was pulled, he took the umbrella in her hand and supported her head.
"It's here." Duan Changyan said, "Don't worry, our house is very stable in driving wood-"
"I'll sit in front."
Su Qiuer could not bear it and interrupted him.
"..." Duan Changyan was slightly stunned, then nodded, "Oh."
He looked up at him, Su Qiuer took a breath, turned around and walked forward, and opened the passenger's door.
Duan Changyan's umbrella was supported on her head until the car door was closed.
After putting away two umbrellas, Duan Changyan shook the rain, sat in the back seat, and then pulled the door.
Su Qiuer and Zheng Yongfeng who was driving reported an address.
Zheng Yongfeng said "yes", stepped on the accelerator, and the vehicle drove away.
...
Not far away.
Outside the supermarket gate, a man walked out with a black umbrella, staring at the leaving vehicle, and staying on the license plate number.
Afterwards, he called.
"The target came to the supermarket and bought something, but was picked up by two men."
The man's voice was very low.
"Continue to stare." A voice came from the phone, "If you have any strange things, report them at any time."
"yes."
The man hung up the phone.
*
On the car.
Su Qiuer was sitting in the co-pilot, and she was inevitably a little embarrassed.
The air conditioner in the car was relatively high, but the coldness spread out from the cracks of the bones, which could not be stopped. She only wore a thin dress, which was half wet by the rain, and the hem of the skirt was wet and stuck to her knees, which made her condition a little embarrassed.
At this time—
An item suddenly threw behind her, just covering her knees.
Su Qiuer's figure shrank.
When I looked down, I saw a black jacket, the one I had worn on the length of the section.
The outside was wet, but the owner's body temperature remained inside. It was covered and pressed onto the elbows and knees, and the warmth penetrated in little by little, as if it could dispel the cold air in the body.
Then, Duan Changyan's voice came, "There is no blanket in the car, just let's just go."
Su Qiuer lowered her eyes and pursed her lips slightly.
Without trying to win the breath, Su Qiuer did not look back. After a moment of pause, she pulled the coat and covered it smoothly.
Zheng Yongfeng was silent throughout the whole process, like a machine that could only drive. However, when he went to touch the cigarette several times, he suddenly glanced at the little girl sitting on one side, and his movements stopped, restraining his cigarette addiction.
Needless to say, Su Qiuer was the first time she saw the driver around her, and she never said a word.
The man behind...
It's better not to mention it.
Duan Changyan was abnormal and kept talking on the road. As soon as he got into the car, he calmed down, leaned obliquely on the back of the chair, folded his legs, and played with his cell phones. He occasionally looked outside for a few glances and frowned from time to time.
Moreover, the more he went to the back, the more frequent his frowning movements became.
During the silence, Su Qiuer's eyes occasionally fell on the car endoscope, and she noticed Duan Changyan's expression, only thinking that he was reluctant to give it to him this time.
Nothing to say along the way.
The car drove to the entrance of the community.
Duan Changyan looked back several times, but he didn't know what he saw, and his expression looked a little gloomy.
When the car entered the community, Duan Changyan finally calmed down after looking back for a few seconds.
Soon, the car parked outside the door of the unit building where Su Qiuer lived.
"Thanks."
Su Qiuer unbuttoned her seat belt and only thanked Zheng Yongfeng.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Yongfeng suddenly tore off a piece of note paper, put it in the palm of his hand, and wrote a long list of numbers with his pen, and handed the paper to Su Qiuer before she got off the car.
He said: "My phone number."
"ha?"
Su Qiuer, who was just about to open the door, was stunned when she saw this.
To be continued...