Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 619

Duan Fan frowned, finally sensed that something was wrong, "Which one of you gave it to him?"

The young lady was stunned, confused, and didn't understand why Duan Fan cared so much about a thermos.

"It seems to be..." She rubbed the back of her head, lost in memory.

"I'm not too sure about this. When I saw it, Lan Xi used it in her hand."

Duan Fan's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help feeling suspicious in his heart.

He was about to ask a few more questions when the bathroom door opened untimely.

Eyes met, Lan Xi glanced at the two of them, and asked casually, "What are you talking about?"

Before the make-up artist spoke, Duan Fan raised the backpack in his hand, changed the subject and said, "It's nothing, what else do you want to take away?"

Lan Xi glanced at the backpack in his hand, and pursed her pale lips slightly.

"Nothing."

Duan Fan nodded, put the backpack on his shoulder casually, and walked behind him.

Putting his hands on the wheelchair, he lowered his head, touched Lan Xi's thin clothes, and frowned.

"Where's your coat?"

In this cloudy and cloudy weather, with his physique, he is most susceptible to wind and cold.

Lan Xi said indifferently, "I didn't bring it."

I got up late this morning, and I was in a hurry when I left the hotel, so I forgot to bring a coat.

"As an adult, I still don't know how to take care of myself."

It was clearly a reprimand, but there was no trace of anger.

Lan Xi smiled dumbly, just when she raised her head, her vision was blocked.

The unique fragrance permeates the tip of the nose, mixed with a faint fragrance of medicinal materials.

He raised his hand and pulled off the jacket covering his head, the temperature of his fingertips was still warm.

In a trance, a deep voice came from above the head, "Put it on."

Lan Xi grabbed her jacket, narrowed her bright eyes, "I'm not cold."

Duan Fan said without hesitation, "It's windy outside, put on."

Just a thin sweater, how can I keep out the cold.

Meeting his firm eyes, Lan Xi smiled helplessly, "You said it was windy outside, so you give me your coat, what should you do?"

Duan Fan said, "I resist the cold."

Lan Xi, "..."

He simply said that he was weak and let it go.

On the other side of the sofa, Feng Wuze had eaten and drank enough, with a satisfied expression on his face.

He couldn't help sighing, "It's finally a warm meal."

Running around these past few days, almost always soaking in bars, and rarely having a serious meal.

He looked at Duan Fan and the two, and asked belatedly, "You two are leaving?"

Lan Xi hummed, and the next moment, Feng Wuze stood up.

"I'll go with you."

As soon as these words came out, Duan Fan immediately became dissatisfied, "What are you following us for?"

That disdainful tone made him very unwelcome to see him.

Feng Wuze copied his pockets with both hands, and his thin lips curled into a smirk, "Huacheng is not your territory, why can't I go?"

"Besides, I went to Hwaseong to find Qiao Luo, and to be precise, I followed Lan Xi, not you."

Afraid of missing the plane, Duan Fan was too lazy to argue with him and pushed the wheelchair outside.

"Wait for me." Feng Wuze made a face at Duan Fan's back, and then followed him.

Going home is too boring, why not go to Hwaseong to join in the fun.

He had a hunch that something interesting would happen on this trip to Hwaseong.

The makeup artist looked at the backs of the three of them and couldn't help but click their tongues.

Sure enough, good-looking people are playing together, God is really partial.

……

Long Family Mansion.

When Qiao Luo woke up, it was already evening.

Walking in the stairwell, Qiao Luo heard laughter from the living room downstairs.

(End of this chapter)