The famous wife of prosperous marriage

Chapter 722 Tied you to accompany me (4)
But I don't know that people have long since disappeared in China, and cars, I don't know where they are parked.

Someone is taking advantage of her!
When her consciousness came back to her mind a little bit, Murong Yan felt a hand, thick but callused, caressing her face.

damn it!
The back of my neck hurts!
After stroking her face with that hand, she heard a deep voice: "Is the Murong family really poor? How did you grow up to be so petite? You're as thin as a stick."

Your mother is as thin as a stick.

People are slim, okay?

Also, she's not skinny, is she?

Her weight is standard, where is she thin?
Opening her eyes suddenly, Murong Yan met a pair of dark, deep eyes like a bottomless pit, and a handsome face, which made her feel a little familiar and a little It was strange, as if she had seen him somewhere, but couldn't remember it for a while.Especially those two thick and flying eyebrows always gave her a sense of familiarity.

What a handsome boy!
It is not an exaggeration to describe the other party as a boy, because the other party is about the same age as her.

"Are you awake? Those two old guys played harder and made you sleep longer." The young man stroked his handsome, angular chin and looked at her with a half-smile.

Murong Yan sat up abruptly, the pain on the back of her neck made her frown slightly, and then she stared at the boy in front of her with a full face of defense. He was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt, a pair of black pants, dressed It's very common, she sees this kind of dress a lot, because Uncle Huo Dongming and Brother Huo Haotian like to dress like this in summer, they are handsome and majestic.

"You made me stun? Where is this place? Who are you?"

The young man smiled lowly, Murong Yan found that he was very charming when he smiled, his black eyes seemed to be able to discharge electricity, which was somewhat different from brother Haotian's smile.

Suddenly, he leaned over and approached her.

Murong Yan thought that he was trying to take advantage of her. Before she woke up just now, she felt someone touching her face. When she opened her eyes, she only saw the boy in front of her. Needless to say, she knew that it was this bastard who was touching her face. her face.

Seeing him leaning over, Murong Yan didn't even think about it, she just clenched her hands into fists and waved them out.

She thought, Knock out your teeth!

Slightly bigger than hers, but quite powerful, the hands that are still growing larger, wrapped her two fists, and the opponent's movements were astonishingly fast. She had practiced basic skills anyway, so the movements can be said to be quite fast Yes, I didn't expect that the other party was still accurate, so he grabbed her fist.

"You want to beat me up as soon as you meet!"

"Let go of me! Who are you? What do you want?" Murong Yan struggled vigorously, with no fear, but anger.

For some reason, she always felt that this boy would not hurt her.

"Who am I?" The young man grabbed her hands tightly, pressed and pulled her hands to her side, his handsome face came close to her face, and he was burning hot His breath had a slight smell of grass, as if he was a cow and had just eaten a full meal of grass. "Who am I? Can't you recognize me at all? It's in vain that I think about you day and night. It's really ruthless."

Murong Yan's face was a little flushed, it was the first time she faced the opposite sex at such a close distance, and the other party was a handsome young man, although the scorching breath was very safe and did not carry any ambiguity, it also made her My heart beat wildly.

She tried her best to stare at the boy's face, which always seemed familiar, but she just couldn't remember who he was.Just now he mentioned Murong's family, which showed that he knew her identity.

"If you have the guts, just tell me, who are you?" Murong Yan growled angrily.

The teenager smiled, that smile was very bright, but also very flat, because it was ironic.

"It seems that your mother tried her best to train you to be a lady, but failed."

Murong Yan's face darkened. Does this guy know that her mommy's biggest wish is to raise her to be a lady?

Who is he?
"I'll give you time to think about it slowly. If you can't remember who I am, don't eat." The boy let go of Bao's hand holding her hands, opened the distance between the two of them, and stood up.

"What's your purpose? Money and life?"

Murong Yan knew that she was not his opponent, so she didn't do those unnecessary resistance anymore, sitting on the bed, she questioned the boy who turned around and wanted to leave.

He is very tall, as tall as brother Haotian. Judging from his age, he is only 15 years old at most, but his height is nearly 170 cm. If it is not for the youthful look on his face, one would think he is a grown man.

The young man turned around, his eyes as black as deep pools caught her face, and smiled softly: "I don't want money, nor your life, but I'm too boring and need someone to accompany me."

What kind of shit reason is this?

He was bored, so someone tied her here?
Accompany him?

Murong Yan really wanted to pick up the soft pillow on the bed and smash it at him, she's really a flat guy.

"This is where?"

Murong Yan looked around her surroundings. She is now in a large bright room. Everything in the room is pink, which makes her feel very familiar and warm. After a while, she realized that this The color and furnishings of the room are the same as her own boudoir, no wonder she is familiar with it and feels warm.

Why is there a room like hers here?
Too many doubts filled Murong Yan's mind, making her puzzled.

The young man held back his low smile, and replied crisply: "I don't know where it is either."

"You're sick, don't you know where your own home is?" Murong Yan couldn't help but swear, she has been trained by the old mother for more than ten years, and her patience has reached home, and she is usually a lady Yes, but when faced with this handsome young man who looked like a god descending from heaven, her endurance was useless.

Apart from her childhood rival, this was the first time she lost her forbearance skills in front of someone other than Huo Haoyang, and she had no image at all.

"This is not my home." The young man said in a low voice, a flash of thought flashed quickly in his black eyes.

Turning around, he walked out the door again.

Not his home?
Murong Yan wanted to ask another question, but the boy had already disappeared into the room.

I jumped out of bed in two or three strokes, and the back of my neck was still a little sore.

The other party is really serious.

Look out the window, it's pitch black.

It's night.

The light was on in the room, and she didn't even realize it was dark when she woke up.

She was kidnapped here, the family must be very worried.

She had to find a way to escape and call the police.

(End of this chapter)