Reborn Wife 32

Chapter 508 Let me pester you! (5)
"Ah?" Wen Ting raised her eyebrows, startled.

"He said he got lost, and he's staying in my shop now. He didn't bring any money, are you his guardian?" On the other side of the phone, the proprietress of the small shop looked at Nan Shiyang with strange eyes.

Unexpectedly, Nan Shiyang was covering his mouth and snickering...

He can even imagine what Wen Tingxin's expression looks like now...

"Yes, I am. Excuse me, where is your place? I'll go there right away." Wen Ting started running anxiously as she said that, "It might be a little far from here, give me some time, don't drive him away, Okay? When I arrive, I will compensate you."

"Oh, then here I am..."

After remembering the address clearly and hanging up the phone, Wen Ting immediately gripped the phone tightly and ran away in the mountains and forests at a speed of [-] meters...

Soon, very anxious, and very worried...

Although, she still didn't figure out the problem she was struggling with.

Maybe even God was helping her. After hanging up the phone, she quickly found the way out of the forest.

I ran onto the highway, stopped a taxi, and got in right away.

The torrential rain outside was really heavy. After the big Wen Tingxin got in the car, the windows were foggy...

In the last days of late summer, another typhoon came.

Wen Tingxin, who doesn't watch much TV these days, naturally doesn't know that it's a typhoon, so be careful when going out...

After getting in the car and reporting the address she wrote down just now, Wen Ting rushed there in a hurry.

Water was all over his body, as if his whole body had been showered.

In the carriage, the taxi driver frequently looked at Wen Tingxin through the rear-view mirror, and Wen Tingxin was very annoyed by the repelling eyes.

"If you take my car, the next customer won't dare to sit in it..." the driver complained unhappily.

"Okay, I will add you three yuan later, and I will wash your car." Wen Ting didn't want to bother with him, so she took out her mobile phone and returned the call just now.

After confirming that Nan Shiyang was still there, she was slightly relieved.

Originally, I wanted to tidy myself up and meet him with a better image, but the owner of the small shop on the other side of the phone kept urging, urging, and said that if he didn't come again, he would close the door.

Helpless, Wen Tingxin had no choice but to hurry over.

It took more than 20 minutes to drive from the southern suburbs to that place. In the car, Wen Tingxin tidied herself up casually.

The water on the clothes drained out, and the hair was wrung out, and before getting out of the car, it reached a half-dry state.

But it was raining too much outside, and Wen Ting got out of the car, but was instantly drenched back to normal.

After quickly finding the small shop, Wen Tingxin ran over quickly, and was about to go inside to find the proprietress.

Unexpectedly, at the gate, I ran into Nan Shiyang who was waiting with his hands in his pockets.

"Ah—" I didn't pay attention for a while, and was shocked by him standing upright.

Stepping back, Wen Tingxin raised her head to look at him, couldn't help but said anxiously, "What's the matter with you? You can lose yourself."

After the accusation, I felt that my tone was wrong, and immediately lowered my head again, and changed the subject, "I'll go say hello to the store first, you wait for me here."

Shrinking her body to avoid him, Wen Ting's heart brushed past him, and quickly slipped into the small shop.

Looking back, Nan Shiyang's gaze fell on her drenched back, his brows were tightly frowned, and he was so distressed that he didn't know what to say...

After a while, Wen Tingxin came out from the counter, and the proprietress gave her an umbrella.

Passing by Nan Shiyang again, Wen Ting didn't dare to look at him. She held up her umbrella and said, "Hurry up, it's raining harder and harder outside. Otherwise, you'll be trapped here..."

The umbrella was opened, and Nan Shiyang behind her didn't respond to her. Wen Ting felt embarrassed, but didn't know what to do.

"Let's go." Looking back, she looked at him, noticed that he was staring at her, and immediately looked away again.

Nan Shiyang stood there for a while, not speaking, not moving his feet, just looking at her like this...

"Let's go..." Wen Ting carefully pulled up his sleeves.

That's right, she pulled the sleeves...

Such an action made Nan Shiyang inexplicably upset...

"This is not the place to talk, let's go first, shall we?" Wen Tingxin had no choice but to give in.

At this moment, Nan Shiyang took a step and went out with her.

In the typhoon weather, the wind and rain continued outside the house, and the umbrellas could not hold up.

Taking the umbrella from Wen Tingxin's hand, Nan Shiyang took her to him, wrapped her shoulders with one hand, and walked all the way.

"Look for a nearby hotel." Suddenly, he said.

Wen Ting didn't refuse, she took him to find a hotel nearby...

Who made this place so remote, there is no sign of taxis coming in and out at all...

The two opened a couple's room, and as soon as they entered the room, Wen Ting was anxious to take off her drenched coat, and Nan Shiyang locked the door.

Looking back, I saw her back, with wet clothes sticking to her body, making her petite body look very thin, and it fell into Nan Shiyang's eyes, causing another stinging pain.

Stepping forward, Nan Shiyang hugged her from behind.

Such a sudden movement made Wen Ting, who was not standing still, crooked, and then he straightened her upright again.

With the coat halfway off, Wen Ting was stunned, her heart beat violently, and she couldn't proceed with the next movement...

"Tingxin..." With his head down, Nan Shiyang buried his head on her shoulder, it was wet, but he felt very comfortable.

"I'm sorry..." In the end, Nan Shiyang apologized in advance without disappointment.

The muffled voice reached Wen Tingxin's ears. He just leaned on his shoulder, and his warm breath patted her neck.

Crisp and numb, intoxicated...

"No, no, I'm sorry...it's my fault..." Hurrying back to apologize, Wen Ting was flustered, and her words were a little knotted...

"You know, don't you?" Nan Shiyang frowned and spoke in a rough voice, tightening his arms around her.

"Hmm." Pursing her lips, Wen Ting hummed in response.

(End of this chapter)