The First Spoiled Marriage: Mr.Gu, No Way!

People outside seem to be worried about hurting those inside, so the strength of reverse thrust is weakened.

"Bang", because Qiu Yan was still trying hard, the man closed the door directly by her.

The voice lingered in his mind, and Qiu Yan didn't react for a long time.

"Xiao Yan, is that you?"

The man's voice came in faintly, followed by the sound of turning the door lock.

Qiu Yan reacted and immediately opened the door.

Looking at the face in front of her, she loosened the door handle and was completely stunned.

The man looked at the people inside and turned his attention away.

"Get dressed first and I'll take you out of here."

Qiu Yan grabbed his half open coat with one hand, raised his other hand unconsciously and touched the man's face.

"It's me. Let's leave." the man still didn't look at her and added.

To determine the real identity of the man in front of him, Qiu Yan immediately withdrew his hand and hurriedly buttoned the rest of his coat.

"OK, OK." her tears had soaked her eyes as she grabbed his arm.

"Fortunately... You came... In time." she took a breath and added in a hoarse voice, "thank you!"

Otherwise, Qiu Yan really doesn't know how to face her future life?

The man paused for two seconds, didn't speak, grabbed her hand and ran out quickly.

Qiu Yan ran all the way. He had no other eyes except the man in front of him.

Why is he here? How is that possible? Is she dreaming?

Twenty years ago, he didn't appear to save himself. Today, he actually appeared.

The man didn't have any time to think. He took her away from the villa and ran into a forest.

The wind at night was a little cold and kept blowing in his ears, but Qiu Yan's heart still couldn't calm down.

Although his face became a little different, he was still the same, with the same voice, the same broad shoulders and strong arms.

She had never felt the temperature in his palm, but at this moment, she felt it really.

Many questions in his heart made Qiu Yan completely unable to calm his heart.

This should be a dream, and only in the dream can she not control her mind.

After all, after all these years, what else can't you see?

When she was young, she had long forgotten the excited, exciting and hot-blooded emotion. Maybe she remembered it occasionally only in her dream.

So, it must be a dream. When did her dream begin? Did she not marry Leng Zhengxiong?

"You hide here first. You can't leave unless I come back."

Feng Sui took Qiu Yan into a cave and asked her to sit down on a stone bed covered with blankets.

With a little light, Qiu Yan grabbed the man's hand and looked at him for a moment.

"Sui... Is it really, really you?"

"Haven't you always been brave and fat? Are you still worried that I'm not human?" Feng Sui patted the back of Qiu Yan's hand to show comfort.

"I can't go anywhere for the time being. Wait until I come back."

No more, Feng Sui took back his palm, turned and disappeared into the cave.

Qiu Yan grabbed the back of the hand he had just patted and sat motionless on the stone bed.

After a while, she frowned and pinched the back of her hand.

The pain from the back of her hand finally woke her up.