Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 220 Blasphemy (8)

She didn't understand the meaning of his stretched out hand at all, and her eyes didn't stay on it for more than a few seconds.

"Ruan Ruan." The name coming out of his lips didn't sound like he was introducing himself.

He retracted his hand naturally without any embarrassment.

His palms rested on his folded thighs again. His face was calm, but the power he had accumulated for a long time spontaneously exuded, "Why did Miss Ruan enter the private cemetery?"

"I didn't mean to. I accidentally entered it because I was lost."

He Tianzhou rubbed his fingers, "I don't mean to blame Miss Ruan, but I wonder if He's bodyguard offended Miss Ruan?"

Ruan Ruan looked directly at him, her clear eyes seemed to be able to see his thoughts clearly, "No, I didn't meet them."

The rest of the journey was silent, and Cullinan stopped in front of the hotel.

The car door opened automatically, and Ruan Ruan bent down to get out of the car. Her silver hair reached her ankles, and her movements were about to touch the ground and become dirty.

He Tianzhou moved faster than he could think, and his big knuckled hands subconsciously wanted to lift her hair.

The smooth and cool hair slipped away from his fingertips, and it was as if his fingertips were actively passing through her hair.

His movements faltered.

When he met her cold gaze after turning around, his already magnetic voice became slightly hoarse, "I'm sorry, I was abrupt."

He Tianzhou got off the car from the other side, walked around the car and stood beside her. He was wearing a simple suit and a long black windbreaker, which looked very classy.

He has broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a string of red sandalwood beads is wrapped around the lean wrist bone of his left hand.

He held a business card with three fingers and handed it to her. His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the small mole on it moved accordingly. "Meeting is fate. I look forward to meeting you next time."

"Can you tell me your contact information?"

"elder sister!"

Suddenly there was an anxious shout not far away. Ning Huai ran over sweating profusely, wrapped his arms around her, and hugged her directly.There was wetness in his eyes, and he rushed back to the hotel as soon as possible after school, but she was nowhere to be seen in the hotel.

He waited patiently for her in the room for a while, but she didn't come back. Finally he couldn't sit still and looked around several times, but he never saw her.

Ning Huai tightened his arms a little harder. Fortunately, she didn't leave, she didn't abandon him...

The vigorous heat radiated out, and Ruan Ruan leaned against his arms. The slightly moist feeling on his skin was not unbearable, but it was still uncomfortable.She frowned slightly.

"Sister, I will buy you a mobile phone right away! Otherwise I won't be able to contact you..."

Feeling her push him away, he had calmed down a bit. He also thought that he had sweated a lot from running around and the smell must be bad, so he let go of her almost like an electric shock.

Ning Huai suddenly took a big step back and almost tripped his feet.

He looked unnatural and didn't dare to look at her. Ruan Ruan didn't say anything.

Ning Huai's anxious eyes only saw Ruan Ruan, and now he suddenly noticed that there was a man standing next to her, "Who are you?"

The tone was quite calm, but he probably didn't realize what kind of emotions were hidden in the eyes he looked at her, and her attitude towards him was like the rejection of a wild beast after it occupied the territory.

He Tianzhou didn't answer him, and held the business card again and handed it to her.

"Miss Ruan?"

Ning Huai looked like he wanted to grab the business card and tear it into pieces, but he didn't dare to do it because of Ruan Ruan. When he heard her refusal because she didn't have contact information, he happily followed her.

He Tianzhou watched them walk into the hotel. Along the way, Ning Huai kept pestering them and asked them what happened. The exquisite business card was stuffed into his suit pocket.

He returned to the car without any further orders.

"gentlemen?"

The car window was lowered halfway, a spark burned in his hand, and the smoke floated in the air, blurring his outline, "Go back to the cemetery."

(End of this chapter)