An Yin licked her lips lightly. She was not afraid, but suddenly she was reluctant to leave the Xuanmen.

He didn't say whether she would be punished or whether she would be expelled from the Xuanmen.

With his arms closed, he carried her onto the motorcycle and sat in front of him.

An Yin thought he was asking her to drive.

But he was holding the ground and holding the dragon head in one hand, without any intention of leaving.

An Yin turned to look at him in confusion.

Qin Jian took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Nie Zheng: [An Yin’s downhill will be dealt with when I come back.]

An Yin couldn't see his mobile phone screen and didn't know what he was doing.

After Qin Jian finished the text message, he glanced at him, put away his cell phone, stepped on it, and the motorcycle drove forward smoothly.

She just went to Dongge to see Qin Jian, and someone went to Meng Renqi to report it. She didn't expect to rob a motorcycle and leave Xuanmen, and she had nothing to do.

But at this time, she leaned in his arms, smelling the faint, unique masculine aura on his body, and suddenly she didn't want to think about anything. She just wanted to go through the road quietly like this. As for what happened in the future, what would happen?

An Yin was silent all the way. Qin Jian thought she was worried that she would be expelled from the Xuanmen when she returned to the mountain. She looked down at her. She was as quiet as a kitten, with long and thick eyelashes hanging down. From time to time, she blinked gently, like a black goose feather fan swept across her fair cheeks, making people feel itchy and couldn't help but feel a little pity.

He didn't know whether he wanted her to feel at ease or something, but he slowly lowered his head, gently pressed his jaw against her forehead, and quietly said nothing.

An Yin was slightly stunned and looked up at him. The two looked at each other's eyes, but no one said anything. After a while, she still lowered her head, and he also gently pressed against her forehead. No one said a word along the way.

She felt that sometimes, any language was redundant, just staying together quietly.

The motorcycle arrived at the foot of Xuanmen Mountain, but did not go up the mountain, but drove along a path on the right side of the foot of the mountain.

"Where to go?" An Yin was not familiar with Jiuchuan and didn't know where he was going.

"I came out of Baicaotang, haven't eaten yet, right?" He looked down at her.

"Yeah." An Yin came out of Baicaotang and went straight to see Qin Jian. Then he kept talking nonsense, so he had no time and thoughts to have dinner.

"Then go to have a meal."

"Where to eat?" An Yin was confused. Why didn't she eat in the town just now if she had a meal?

"There is a farmhouse in front of them, and the dishes they cook are pretty good." Jiukan Chinese website

"It turns out that you went down the mountain alone to eat something delicious."

"I won't go alone."

"Why?"

"Not why."

"You don't have to go to find food for me, I just go to the convenience store to buy a box of instant noodles."

"I don't have the appetite to eat instant noodles."

"But, you have injuries on your body and run around, can you do it?"

"It's okay." She left Xuanmen without permission. Although it disrupted his plan, it was a joy he hadn't had in a long time to get along with.

For about half an hour, he parked the motorcycle outside a small farmyard.

A middle-aged couple from a farmer with a simple appearance came out from the thatched hut. When they saw Qin Jian, they were so happy that they were blinded. "Xiao Qin is here, Fengfeng, Xiao Qin is here."

When they saw An Yin in Qin Jian's arms, they were slightly stunned.
Chapter completed!