Sweetheart,Come Back!

The next day, anyin came to school. When she thought about sorting out the refrigerator, there was not much inventory in the refrigerator that Qin Jian liked. So she got out of the car and went shopping when she passed the supermarket.

After a few minutes, Jin Peng answered a phone call and said hello to her and left the supermarket.

After shopping, I came out of the supermarket and found it was raining cats and dogs.

Anyin took out her mobile phone and was about to call Wei Qiang, the driver. She saw that all the people at the door were looking in one direction.

Anyin doesn't know what's going on. She also looks at the past and sees Qin Jian coming towards her. The tall figure quickly envelops her in the shadow.

"Why are you here?" An Yin was shocked and opened her eyes.

"Passing by." He looked down at her and took her shopping bag.

"Where are they, brother Qiang?"

"I let them go first."

"No way?" Qin Jian is too outstanding. All the people who come and go look at him. He frowns. Obviously, he doesn't like the feeling of being surrounded by people, and his patience seems to have reached the limit.

"Go."

If Qin Jian didn't have much, he turned around and left.

Anyin quickly took out the umbrella, followed up, looking at Qin Jian's back, some worried.

He was empty handed, obviously without an umbrella. Judging from the direction he walked away, the car should not have stopped in the underground parking lot, but had stopped on the ground. If he did not use an umbrella, he would have been drenched in the blink of an eye.

And she had only one umbrella.

An Yin tangled in this blink of an eye, Qin Jian has already entered the rain, his clothes suddenly wet.

“……”

After him, he put an umbrella on his head to cover the sound.

Qin Jian looked back at her. The rain was flowing down her face, but she was not in a mess. Instead, her eyes were dark, and the deeper she was, she did not see the bottom.

He looked away from her face and landed on her shoulder. She held an umbrella for him and deliberately kept a distance. Half of his shoulder was suddenly drenched with rain.

Anyin's hand was sour. Seeing him stop, she frowned and said, "let's go."

Before he finished speaking, the man took the umbrella in one hand, put his powerful long arm around her shoulder, tightened it, and took her into his arms. The breath of heat burned her delicate earlobes.

An Yin's body is stiff, subconsciously to the side to avoid.

The top of the head sounded a dark running voice, "don't want to be sick, just be honest."

“……”

An Yin is frightened, and has a kind of feeling that the sheep enter the tiger's mouth.

Qin Jian leads her to the ground parking lot.

Anyin looked up and saw that the umbrella was leaning towards her, covering her whole body tightly, while half of his body was drenched in the rain.

In the heart slowly melts open a wisp cannot say clearly the road unclear sentiment.

On the car, no one spoke, the car was silent, only the window did not completely isolated the sound of rain.

The wet clothes were pasted on the body, and the cold feeling penetrated into the body. An Yin couldn't help but shiver.

Qin Jian looked at her and turned on the heating without saying a word.

With the heating on, it's no longer cold, but it's uncomfortable to wear wet clothes.

As soon as she arrived at the villa, anyin immediately opened her umbrella and got out of the car, just about to close the door.

In the car came Qin Jian's cold voice, "take something." Although has deliberately restrained, but these three words, or silk son impatient taste.

“……” Anyin had to open the front door and screw off the shopping bag on the co driver's seat. However, Qin Jian was still wearing his seat belt, and did not mean to get off the bus. "Don't you want to get off?"

"Well." Qin Jian stares at her.

PS: I have something at home today. I'll be back late, even later.