Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION
He lanjin was walking behind him when he suddenly stopped. She bumped into his broad back.
âOh. â Her entire body bumped into the front, and pain came from the tip of her nose. She stretched out her hand to touch it, and saw Qiao Hanye turn around and hold her hand.
He dragged her and turned around to walk into the car, stuffing her into the car.
âwhere are we going? â He lanjin glanced at Jing Yuan and then looked at Qiao Hanye with an inexplicable expression. He had just returned home. was he preparing to go out?
âIâll take you somewhere, â Qiao Hanye said in a deep voice.
He drove the luxury car on the wide and smooth road. The snow was very heavy, and most cars didnât dare to go out, afraid that they would be derailed. However, Qiao Hanyeâs car was custom-made. Whether it was in the snow or on the ice, it was stable and not affected at all.
Qiao Hanye drove the car and took her out of the city, heading towards the suburbs.
Looking at the familiar direction, he lanjin recalled the time when she ran to the suburbs to look for her phone and met Qiao Hanye in the deserted house.
âHanye, when I came here to look for my phone, did you take a fancy to me? â He lanjin asked curiously.
Although his diary mentioned that the first time he saw her, he was so amazed that he couldnât extricate himself from it. He felt as if he had seen her for ten thousand years.
However, those were just notes, and he didnât say it himself.
âWhat else? Mrs. Qiao, do you think Iâm a man who is easily touched? â Qiao Hanye said with a low laugh in his magnetic voice.
He lanjin listened and turned to look at him seriously. She nodded and said, âIâm indeed a little beautiful. â
âIs that so? â Qiao Hanye was being stared at boldly by her. He didnât avoid her, but turned his head to look at her. He reached out his hand to hook her over and kissed her small mouth with his thin lips.
âOh. â He lanjin was sucked in by his kiss. The manâs hot breath sprayed onto her face. After a long while, he moved his face away.
He lanjin looked at him warily. She covered her mouth and said, âdrive carefully and donât touch anything. Itâs very dangerous. â
âYes, â Qiao Hanye said.
He seemed to be very familiar with this area. He parked the car by the roadside and raised his eyes to look at the white snowy night. That lonely old house stood there.
âThis... did you find someone to build it? â He lanjin raised her eyes and looked over ...
She saw that the desolate house seemed to have been renovated. It stood there luxuriously and majestically, like a palace, stunning her eyes.
He lanjin pushed open the door of the carriage and ran forward. She stood outside and said in a low voice, âit feels like admiring the Forbidden City on a snowy night. â
âYiya... â at this moment, the thick and heavy ancient door opened.
Qiao Hanye followed behind her with a thick coat and draped it over her body. He said in a deep voice, âletâs go in and take a look. â
âokay, â she replied and walked over impatiently.
The footprints of the two of them were branded on the snow, one step at a time, until they stopped in front of the door that was opened.
âCome. â Qiao Hanye handed the umbrella to her. He turned around and walked in front of her. He bent down and said to her, âcome up, Iâll carry you through the door. â
Hearing this, he lanjin climbed onto his back with a smile.
âhold on tight, â Qiao Hanye said as he carried her and strode over the threshold.
It was extremely luxurious inside, but many things were covered by snowflakes. However, it was no longer as desolate as before. Instead, it had added a lot of humanity.
âThis is the Qiao familyâs old house, â Qiao Hanye said in a deep voice. He carried her and walked in. He looked around at the familiar place and said, âthis is the place where I grew up. â
âIf it wasnât for the massacre that night, this place wouldnât have been abandoned. More than a hundred lives of the Qiao family were sacrificed here. Before he left, grandfather... â