Quick Wear: The Cold Villain is Powerfully Loved by the Host

The two stayed in the hospital all night, and the sky was gradually getting brighter.

It is even brighter in the reflection of the snow.

But there was a hint of mist in the air.

Zhu Ziqiu walked with some difficulty.

The snow under my feet was getting thicker and thicker, and the more I walked, the harder it was to lift my feet.

Especially he was afraid that the man on his back would catch a cold.

The pace is still accelerating.

According to Ning Suiyuan's description, it seemed that the other party's home was in the most inconspicuous place on the edge of the city, that place was the most typical slum...

It is the most chaotic place.

But apart from anything else, the distance alone is a bit too far.

And there are almost no pedestrians on the road on snowy days.

Under the influence of such a deformed social system, the service industry is almost extinct, not to mention taxis...

Everyone drives their own bike.

Ning Suiyuan felt the man's breathing becoming heavier and heavier. He moved his fingertips, then leaned over to his ear and said softly, as if it could be blown away by the wind, "Leave me here. I can go back."

Zhu Ziqiu was able to follow his heart and block the bullet for the other person even without knowing him. Now that he has made up his mind, it is impossible for him to let the other person go back alone.

What if those people failed to achieve their goal and were waiting at his doorstep? Now he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

I raised my head and looked at the sky.

The heavy snow flew past his long eyelashes and into his eyes.

Cool.

He blinked, and suddenly mustered up the courage to speak, "Why don't we go to my house first? It's very close to here..."

Ning Suiyuan couldn't understand what the man meant now. He just tilted his head and buried it in the back of his neck, then smiled softly, "Why are you..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhu Ziqiu heard a loud roar that almost made his ears burst.

When I turned around, I saw a huge truck with something in the trunk that had exploded.

The raging fire seemed to be about to rise to the sky.

The driver was standing by, opening the car door and cursing.

Zhu Ziqiu subconsciously asked back, "What did you say?"

Ning Suiyuan suddenly didn't want to say anything more. He just shook his head and his voice returned to its usual coldness. "Let's go to your house."

Zhu Ziqiu's heart skipped a beat and he walked with much more energy.

Ning Suiyuan could feel a light layer of snowflakes slowly covering his hair, some of which even drifted onto his neck, making him feel chilly.

But the temperature in my chest was extremely hot.

When Zhu Ziqiu came here, he found that his identity was really rich. He didn't know what the original owner did, and nothing else happened to him...

Apartment in the city center.

Zhu Ziqiu had just walked downstairs when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heel.

Look back.

A little boy who looked only four or five years old was staring with his eyes wide open, but his eyes were filled with contempt and ridicule, and in his hand was a toy shovel that he had found from somewhere.

It must have been the little boy who hit his heel with the shovel just now.

Zhu Ziqiu frowned, "Whose child are you?"

The little boy made a face, then pointed at Ning Suiyuan and shouted, "Why are you carrying him, you two losers..."

Although the people here don't like to watch the fun and are indifferent to other people's affairs, the other party's voice was so loud that even Zhu Ziqiu, who had a good temper, felt a little annoyed at this moment.

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Zhu Ziqiu was too lazy to waste his breath talking to this kid.

But Ning Suiyuan was inexplicably implicated, and he felt a little unhappy in his heart.

Ning Suiyuan found the scene in front of him a little funny.

She gently reached out and tapped his shoulder, "It's cold."

really.

After hearing this, Zhu Ziqiu no longer cared about educating this ignorant little brat.

back home.

Ningning was placed gently on the sofa by Suiyuan.

Then he poured the other person a cup of hot water.

Just remembered that the two of them haven't had breakfast yet.

Zhu Ziqiu's perfect personality was completely ruined by the fact that he couldn't cook. He said softly and awkwardly, "I'm not very good at cooking. Noodles are okay..."

Ning Suiyuan's obsidian pupils turned slightly, and he reached out to take the hot water handed to him by the other party.

The fingertips touch each other subtly.

Zhu Ziqiu's heart was about to melt into a puddle of water.

"Let me do it."

Ning Suiyuan seemed to be struggling with himself, and was about to stand up by supporting himself on the sofa.

When Zhu Ziqiu saw this, he immediately rushed over and tried to hold the other person down.

Maybe God is giving him opportunities.

The carpet with rolled-up edges is like a pair of hands adding fuel to the fire.

Zhu Ziqiu only felt that his feet were entangled, and then he subconsciously rushed forward.

Ning Suiyuan watched the boy pounce towards him.

He forcibly suppressed the instinct to dodge.

Let the opponent hit you hard, but not too lightly.

 …

Since Jiang Chenzhou has already explained why he is different from others, there is naturally no need for him to hide the purpose of his coming here.

When Si Lanyu heard the other party say that they came specifically for him, he felt a pang of sadness in his heart...

However, Si Lanyu felt that he needed to correct one thing, "I won't be killed easily..."

At this point, he seemed to sigh slightly, his eyes fixed on Jiang Chenzhou, his gaze fixed on his amber eyes, "If you still don't come this time..."

He smiled, then gently lifted the ring from his neck, "I will find you even if I die."

This time Jiang Chenzhou looked more carefully.

There is a small "J" on the inside of the ring, and the outside is simple with no patterns.

Si Lanyu smiled and said, "Maybe it's the influence you had on me after you came. I kept having dreams before, and the man in the dream kept asking me to wait for him..."

"Although I don't know his name or what he looks like, my intuition told me to make this ring..."

As she spoke, she took the ring off the necklace and slowly placed it in Jiang Chenzhou's hand.

"Maybe we have fallen in love with each other countless times without knowing it..."

After saying this, Jiang Chenzhou reached out and took his wife's hand, slowly putting the ring on her finger.

Only then did he realize that the fragments of his wife's soul had become a force that the small world could not bear.

That's why there are these memories deep in the soul, but they can only appear in my wife's mind in the form of dreams.

He didn't comment on what his wife said, but gently placed his palm against the protruding bone of his wife's wrist.