Crossing Worlds Provocation

There was a chance to escape, so no matter how he collapsed and wanted to blow his hair, there was no way, so he had to bite the bullet and hurriedly got into the police car when it came.

Fortunately, she is still wearing a mask and hat, hoping that people passing by will recognize her, otherwise she will be miserable.

And now, she can only pray, pray...

When Lu Xiao knows about this again... don't get into a big fire... at most, lose one, lose one.

Otherwise, how could her fragile little heart stand it.

Wen Xian got into the car. After the car started, Wen Xian suddenly reacted to one thing...!

Wait, are Shen Lin and Xiao Zaijun all right?

Wen Xian didn't know that five minutes ago--

Shen Lin took Li Zaijun and ran quickly, shuttled through the alleys, but Shen Lin did not go out immediately, but when passing by the people in the alley, he grabbed a black sweater that was hanging on the drying rack.

"Quickly, put on mine."

His dark brown jacket faded as he walked, Li Zaijun took off his white sweater and threw it in the trash can by the roadside, with only a black vest on him.

She quickly took over his jacket, turned it around, and put the black side of the jacket on the outside.

He quickly pierced his short hair into a small half-ball head, passing through the alley, rubbing his fingers on the stone wall again, and two dark wall dust directly rubbed on the eyelids when he closed his eyes.

Shen Lin put on a black sweater, stuffed a cigarette in his mouth, and hugged her shoulders as he walked out of the alley.

Two people are like a pair of avant-garde couples.

There was still a traffic policeman passing by the intersection. Li Zaijun's body tightened and couldn't help grasping the hem of his clothes.

Shen Lin swept the sight of the traffic policeman, his eyes flickered slightly, and then lowered his head, with a smile on his lips, looking at Li Zaijun, as if he was telling her something interesting.

And it seemed that when talking about Xing, he directly pinched her chin, tilted his head, and dropped deeply on her lips.

When the traffic police saw their clothes and their actions, his eyebrows were suddenly raised, probably because they felt that they were defiant in broad daylight. He shook his head and drove to the next intersection.

Sunlight projected from the alley, reflecting the mottled marks on the bluestone wall.

Li Zaijun looked at the man close at hand, and his breathing stopped.

With his eyes widened, he looked at him in disbelief.

I can't believe it, he actually made such a move to himself!

Just when her small face was suffocated and flushed and she only felt it was difficult to breathe, he finally let go of her.

Shen Lin walked directly ahead, wearing a sweater and hat, putting his hands in his pockets, and walking forward without looking back.

However, Li Zaijun's eyelashes were slightly incited, her breathing was rapid and disordered, she slowly raised her small hand, and her fingertips fell on her lips.

His breath and scorching temperature still remained on it.

He, he actually...

At this moment, his figure suddenly stopped at the entrance of the alley and turned to stare at her: "Why, are you still waiting to be caught?"

After all, he was standing there, waiting for her to come.

And Li Zaijun looked at him like that, and walked over.

The look in his eyes was a bit complicated, and a bit unbelievable.

When I finally walked past--