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"Master, are you back?"

When Sister Ping heard the sound of leather shoes, she came out happily: "Have you eaten yet?"

"Make me some simple porridge." When Leng Yan spoke, he put his hand on his stomach.

After drinking a lot of wine on an empty stomach, he had a stomach problem.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Sister Ping walked into the kitchen, but was stopped by Leng Yan again: "Where is Wen Nuan? I didn't see her car in the garage."

Sister Ping said lovingly: "I haven't returned yet. I called in the evening and said that I will be back later after dinner with friends. It's past ten o'clock now. I should be back. I'll give her a call."

"Sister Ping, I've already returned. It's just that the tire on the road burst. There is a spare tire in the car, but I can't change it. Sister Ping, I'm waiting for the tow truck. You don't have to wait for me."

Leng Yan pressed the speakerphone on the phone, and a warm voice came over, the usually energetic voice was full of helplessness at this moment.

It was very dark at night, and this was a relatively remote road.There were no cars in sight along the way, which made her helpless.

Leng Yan frowned slightly, winked at Sister Ping, and whispered, "Ask her where she is now."

Nuan stood outside the car, looked at the car that couldn't move, shook his head and sighed.The night wind blew, and she, who had very few clothes, couldn't help shivering.

Nuan can only go back to the car and sit down.When I took out the phone and wanted to make another call, the phone turned out to be dead.

"The leak in the house coincides with continuous rain."

Frowning bitterly, leaning his head on the seat, he felt more and more confused.

Leng Yan parked the car and walked towards her car step by step.

Seeing her curled up on the car seat, her delicate face is drooping, her bright eyes are closed at this moment, her eyelashes are trembling slightly, it may be because of the cold, two newspapers are covering her body and almost slipped onto the seat .There was a softness in his heart, and a touch of distress slipped faintly.

After all this, she was able to sleep. Fortunately, the car window was still ventilated. Otherwise, if no one came, she would sleep like this and nothing would happen.

"A flat tire?"

The low voice startled Wen Nuan, she slowly opened her eyes, she looked at him, rubbed her eyes over and over again, her gaze was complicated: "Why are you?"

"Why can't it be me?" Leng Yan asked back.

"Do you know it's my car?" Wen Nuan asked in a low voice, opened the door and got out of the car.

"I am not blind."

Snorting disdainfully, he took out the wrench and other tools from the trunk, and looked at her coldly: "What are you doing in a daze, go get the flashlight."

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There will be another update later, around nine o'clock.