Chapter 72: What did I miss?

"I..." the man said in a long tone, and the teasing in his eyes became more intense.

Wen Ran's heart beat rapidly uncontrollably.

"It depends on our relationship! Let me think about it, we have kissed, hugged, touched, slept with each other..."

Zhou Qixiao looked at the little girl's face that was gradually falling down, and his smile became more and more evil, "You are so close, why should you call me husband?"

Wen Ranrao was so worried that he couldn't help but bite his teeth loudly.

She said it was heaven, and he replied earth!

Fortunately, she showed her sincerity to him with such passion.

Men are all big hooves!

Wen Ran lowered his head and snorted: "It's getting dark, let's go."

After saying that, he stepped forward and refused to please.

Zhou Qixiao put one hand in his pocket and walked leisurely. You can see from the back that the little girl is full of energy.

It's like a little pufferfish, it's almost going to explode, and it's not very lethal.

"Wen Ran." The man called out in a long tone.

"Yeah." The little girl said with a thick nasal voice.

The smile on Zhou Qixiao's face faded a bit.

After crying,

he reached out and hooked the collar of the somewhat fat coat, and pulled the person over.

Wen Ran only felt that fate was being strangled by the throat instantly, and he was so frightened that he grabbed his collar with both hands.

The pulling force was too great and her body fell backwards. She was so frightened that she quickly closed her eyes.

But it hit a strong and familiar chest.

She simply didn't open her eyes.

Just as she was about to lower her head, the man grabbed her chin.

Wen Ran closed her eyes, the ends of her eyes were a little red, and her curled eyelashes were stained with small sparkling tears.

I really cried.

Just because he didn't believe her,

Zhou Qixiao felt a little weird.

"Wen Ran." His tone was a little serious, unlike his usual teasing tone.

When Wen Ran heard this, her heart skipped a beat, and her hands hanging by her sides clenched the hem of her clothes uneasily.

How could she forget that men have unpredictable temperaments.

I really thought that if he saved her twice, there would really be some kind of friendship between them,

at most they would just be using each other.

She immediately opened her eyes and returned to her cautious look.

"I was blinded by sand just now."

The little girl became very well-behaved again.

She wouldn't be stupid enough to let him believe her.

It won’t become a little fussy and temperamental anymore.

Not even looking at him with any resentment.

It was obviously what he wanted, but Zhou Qixiao always felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart.

His keen intuition told him that he seemed to have missed something.

But what exactly is it?

"Let me see." Zhou Qixiao restrained his anger and his voice became calmer.

His voice was originally low and sexy, and speaking like this seemed to be coaxing.

As he spoke, he bent down and came close to Wen Ran's eyes.

Just as he was about to reach out, Wen Ran's originally clear eyes suddenly filled with tears.

Wen Ran didn't want to cry, but as soon as the man's tone became gentle, tears started to flow out uncontrollably.

It's not a feeling of grievance, but a feeling of fear that makes my body tremble slightly.

She is too idealistic.

In just a few words, the man changed his attitude.

He has an unstable personality and his thoughts are strange and unpredictable.

It was simply not something that a smart person like her could figure out.

Maybe the man's occasional tenderness is the magic potion that induces her to tell the truth.

Now that I think about my impulse just now, I feel that it is beyond foolish.

How could she forget that when they first met, the man had no intention of talking to her.

He was able to take her with him because she fabricated her relationship with Zhou Qixiao...

If she had just revealed the truth rashly, she might have killed herself!

In the future, she must be more careful not to be confused by his eyes and face.

"I'm sorry." Wen Ran hurriedly raised his hand, "The wind and sand are too strong."

Zhou Qixiao's teasing words were stuck in his throat.

Okay, this is related to him again.

He raised his hand and rubbed her head.

Finally, as if she was forced to compromise, she said helplessly: "Wen Ran, I believe you can do it!"

The originally dejected little girl immediately raised her head and looked at him, her misty eyes regaining their brightness.

He suddenly felt funny.

As if his belief was something important.

He glanced at the sun. It was getting late and he had to find a suitable place to spend the night as soon as possible.

She was not in the mood to coax the child anymore, so she took Wen Ran's hand and said, "I believe it, so think carefully about how to die if you betray me."

After saying this, I still don't believe that she won't betray me . he.

This also proves that her concerns are correct.

The man never intended to believe her from the beginning to the end.

Fortunately she woke up in time.

She calmed down and replied to him as flatteringly as before: "I am afraid of death, so I will not betray you for the sake of my own life."

Okay, this is yours again!

Zhou Qixiao sneered and did not reply to her.

When the sun was about to go down, Zhou Qixiao stopped.

He looked sideways at the little girl whose face was a little pale.

If it were him, he would definitely have passed through the war zone to the northern border tonight.

But with such a delicate gadget, he could still tire her to death without rest.

"Stay here tonight."

Wen Ran was silently relieved when she heard this.

After all, sneakers are not sports shoes. If you walk too much, you will feel pain in the soles of your feet.

He looked up at the half-collapsed hotel in front of him. There was still candlelight inside, so it was obvious that someone was still there.

Although this is a war zone, it is mainly small-scale conflicts between government troops and private armed forces.

The people can still live a good life.

Some people who are not afraid of death are still doing business on the fringes far away from the center of the war.

This hotel is one of them.

The two of them went in. There were quite a lot of people in the hall with a few candles lit.

It's just that they are all quiet, with a sense of decadence and despondency.

Zhou Qixiao pulled Wen Ran's hat down again and pulled her to the front desk.

"A room." He said, taking out the balled up money from his trouser pocket and throwing it over.

The man immediately unfolded it, looked at it carefully, and made sure it was real money before taking out a key from the counter.

"Be quiet at night, people nowadays are very bad-tempered." When the receptionist said this, his eyes were fixed on Wen Ran, and his cloudy eyes were full of unabashed lust.

Wen Ran subconsciously moved closer to the man.

Zhou Qixiao glanced at the front desk with an unclear meaning, sneered, put his big hand on Wen Ran's shoulder and walked upstairs.

Seeing that Zhou Qixiao didn't say anything, the front desk took a quick look at the people sitting at the table near the front desk.

The group of people nodded, their eyes always falling on Zhou Qixiao and Wen Ran.

The room on the second floor is very small and there is no indoor bathroom.

Wen Ran stood at the door a little awkwardly. There was only a bed that was not much wider than a single bed in the room. There was not even a chair. For a moment, he didn't know where to go.

Zhou Qixiao was lying on the bed openly.

Wen Ran looked at him and just lay down, half-opening his mouth, and swallowed the words to take off his shoes.

Special circumstances, special treatment. In this situation, there is no need to worry about cleanliness.

After standing for a while, Wen Ran moved her feet a little awkwardly, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "I want to go..."