The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 135 Little girl, lie (5)
"Take off these clothes first, and I'll ask the servant to dry them for you." Seeing that she was soaked and trembling uncontrollably, he couldn't help but glared at Shao Zeyang again.

Qiao Wan looked at the time, it was already ten o'clock in the evening after such a commotion, she lied and ran out this time, she would wear clothes if she didn't go back, not to mention wearing Li Junbao's clothes, her family saw her wearing a men's clothes Come back, isn't it impossible to wash it with water?

Seeing that Qiao Wan disagreed, Li Junbao didn't force it, and found a few more towels, and wrapped her into a ball with three layers inside and three layers outside.

Then he sent Qiao Wan home, instead of riding a bicycle this time, he drove his father's Mercedes-Benz.

Qiao Wan was startled: "Do you have a driver's license?"

Li Junbao pushed his glasses and said nothing, no, he was driving without a license, but his driving skills were really smooth, and he sent Qiao Wan downstairs after a while.

Seeing that there was no danger along the way, Qiao Wan didn't have the heart to think about it. Now her mind is full of how to explain to her family, why she came back so late, and she was still wet.

Watching Qiao Wan touch the doorknob, Li Junbao didn't open the door right away, but slipped an envelope for her.

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, and opened it to see that there were 500 yuan in it. It was obviously a few thin sheets of paper, but now it was heavy.

"Thank you." She was not polite to him, after all, she deserved it.

Li Junbao paused, then said: "Rest early, see you tomorrow."

Qiao Wan nodded, then thought of his birthday today, and when he opened the car door, he turned around and said, "I forgot to say, happy birthday."

He chuckled, watching her walking away, suddenly fell into deep thought.

He thought of his affection for Qiao Wan, which was vague when he was a child, but now that he thought about it, it was a kind of intimacy similar to soul, as if his soul had been in contact with her before, so she always gave him a unique feeling.

Then he spontaneously classifies this feeling as "like". He may like Qiao Wan, just like he couldn't help bullying her and wronging her when he was a child. , which also pushed her further away.

Now that he has grown up, he will no longer do such naive things, and Shao Zeyang's actions tonight made him very angry, but now that he thinks about it, he has helped him by doing this, because it undoubtedly gave him a new life. A hero who saves the beauty is a chance to gain points in Qiao Wan's heart.

Li Junbao watched her go away. Now he is no longer the little boy who can only bully others. He has a clear goal and knows that the best way to get her is to be nice to her and let her gradually develop a good impression of him. In the future, when the two grow up, they will be together naturally.

The temperature at night was close to zero. Qiao Wan thought nothing of it just now when the heater was blowing on in the car, but now she got out of the car and was blown by the cold wind again. She trembled as she walked, her lips turned purple from the cold.

So she took even bigger steps, almost trotting all the way downstairs, but she didn't expect that there was an extra figure there early in the morning.

The figure was standing under the street lamp, standing upright, wearing a black coat, trousers, leather shoes, nearly 1.9 meters tall, and imposing.

When he got closer, Qiao Wan raised his eyes in surprise, and found that Fu Tianlang's side face looked extraordinarily cold under the light.

The cold wind that had just entered the winter blew the shadows of the surrounding trees and messed up her black hair.

Qiao Guan looked at him from a distance, a little afraid of his cold and solemn expression, so he didn't dare to go forward immediately.

And Fu Tianlang didn't move, just stood there and looked at her, her wet school uniform, and her face that was pale from the cold.

"Wanwan." In the darkness, his voice was low, even if this person didn't do anything, even if he didn't even move his brows, there was always a sense of oppression that was constantly conveyed to her.

Qiao Wan felt that his feet had taken root at this moment, and he couldn't move.

Fu Tianlang frowned, and suddenly strode towards her.

Qiao Guan was really frightened at this moment, sniffed, and looked at him wrongedly: "Brother Lang."

"Where did you go, did you come back so late?" His face was expressionless, and his tone was always indifferent.

If it was someone else, maybe they wouldn't be able to tell that Fu Tianlang was angry, but Qiao Wan was different, she knew very well that he would only speak to her with such a cold voice when he was angry.

Qiao Guan flinched, not daring to tell the truth: "The school...has activities..."

As soon as the words fell, she immediately felt the floating of the surrounding air sensitively, and the temperature seemed to be even colder.

Fu Tianlang didn't say a word, his eyes seemed to have sunk into the night, making it impossible to see through and guess.

"is it?"

Those two concise words made Qiao Wan's hairs stand on end, and her scalp was numb. If it wasn't for biting her lips, she would have confessed everything and surrendered.

"Let's go back."

When her shoulders suddenly warmed up, Qiao Wan realized that he had put his clothes on her body, and that the thick coat with his body temperature and breath wrapped her tightly around her. As in my arms.

Then he leaned on her shoulder and walked upstairs, while Qiao Wan lowered his head and tried to follow his steps, so he didn't see his eyes that were colder and darker than the night when he turned around.

When she got home, Mother Qiao watched her enter the room, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and couldn't help complaining: "What kind of activity does your school have to do so late?"

Qiao Wan didn't say a word, then Qiao's mother noticed that she was wet all over again, she leaned over and asked concerned: "Why are you soaked?"

Qiao Guan lowered his head to change his shoes, and continued to lie: "I accidentally fell into the pool just now."

Qiao's mother was convinced, and hurried her into the house: "Go and take a hot bath, it's so cold, be careful not to catch a cold."

Qiao Guan nodded again and again, entered the room and turned around to glance at Fu Tianlang, only to see that his face was livid, as if he was really angry?
Qiao Wan felt nervous, so he went into the bathroom and took a quick shower. When he came out, he found him washing clothes on the balcony.

The warm moonlight slanted down, but it still couldn't get rid of the frost on the other party's face.

Qiao Wan looked around for a while, although he was used to keeping a straight face, but it seemed different tonight...

"Let me wash it for you." She moved over naturally, trying to take off the clothes in his hands.

But with a sullen face, he refused without even moving his eyebrows: "No need."

He didn't look at her as he spoke.

Qiao Wan couldn't hold back, and pulled hard, trying to snatch his clothes off, but his strength was beyond her ability...

He kept silent, with a cold face, neither looking at her nor taking the initiative to talk to her. When she let go of her hand, he started to scrub his clothes like a machine.

Qiao Guan stood beside him for a long time, shivering under the cold wind. Normally, he would let her into the house, or find some clothes for her to put on, but now he ignored her. Treat her as transparent.

She couldn't take it anymore, so she leaned forward decisively, hugged his arm, and begged for mercy: "Brother Lang, don't be angry, I will never come home late again."

Fu Tianlang still didn't say a word, but when her soft body turned over, she stopped the movements of her hands.

After a long while of silence, a cold voice sounded in the night: "Where are you going tonight?"

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and thought about it, and insisted: "Didn't I say that there are activities in school."

His originally cold eyes suddenly became colder.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qiao Wan could only hug him stiffly.

The two had been in a stalemate for an unknown amount of time. He suddenly put down the half-washed clothes, turned sideways slowly, and shot her cold eyes straight at her forehead like ice blades.

Qiao Wan's heart skipped a beat in fright, and he subconsciously let go of his hand.

"I called your teacher just now, and she told me that you have no activities tonight, you should leave as soon as school is over, right?" He stared at her fixedly, as if he wanted to see through her.

And he didn't tell her, just now he went to their school, searched inside for more than an hour, called her, she turned off the phone, went back downstairs, but she was sent back by another boy Home.

Qiao Guan was really scared by him this time and couldn't move, stuttering and unable to speak.

(End of this chapter)