Taking advantage of the men's gloomy faces looking at each other, Qin Yan grabbed Yan Xiaye's hand, looked at a certain direction and ran wildly, and reminded her loudly: "Run--"

Yan Xiaye understood it and staggered to follow Qin Yan's footsteps.

However, with her petite figure, she definitely cannot compare with Qin Yan's long legs. Her ears were filled with the sound of wind blowing and a violent heartbeat that was almost overwhelming in her chest. She felt that she was being held like a kite.

Walk.

The men behind him were stunned for a few seconds. They probably didn't expect Qin Yan to be so decisive and determined. He rushed towards this side one step late, and called a block in front of him at the top of his voice.

Lu’s accomplices: “What else can I see? Stop them quickly!”

While they shouted, Qin Yan had already blown in front of the man like a gust of wind, clenched his fists with a smile, and hit the bridge of his nose with a strong punch. Xia Ye was not willing to be outdone, and bent his knees and pushed upwards with a fierce force.

.

The two most fragile parts of the human body experienced a major blow at the same time. The man rolled his eyes with long bleeding from nose and fell down without saying a word.

“Beautiful job!”

Qin Yan laughed loudly, took the time to praise Yan Xiaye, jumped over the "corpse" lying on the ground, and ran to the streets with a lot of pedestrians.

"I, I can't do it anymore." Drinking exercise caused the alcohol to evaporate faster. Yan Xiaye's dizzy hands and feet became weak, and he tried to wave Qin Yan's hand away: "You go first, find someone to come back to save me!

”

She knew how bad it would be to fall into the hands of those men, but if she dragged Qin Yan to arrest him, she would be completely lost and she would not even see the chance to turn the tables.

Qin Yan smiled and cursed, turned around and glanced at several figures that were close at hand, leaned over and pushed the panting little woman to her shoulder, and banged her in a hurry: "It's useless to praise you, it's useless."

Yan Xiaye was so distressed by the man's shoulder that he felt so sad that he kept his eyes quiet, and smiled bitterly and couldn't say a word.

Well, at least at this moment, she regretted that she had just avoided Qin Yan's question.

Although the reason why the man saved her was probably simply because she still had value, she still had to thank the other party for not leaving her intention to escape.

Behind him, the pursuers who followed Qin Yan saw that he had a burden and followed him with a roar like chicken blood. However, the neighborhoods were all residential buildings marked as historical protection buildings, and the residents had already taken them.

All compensation funds were withdrawn, and no one cared about the movements they made except for an old man who was looking at the door.

Just pass through another alley and it will be the main street of Jianghai.

Even if it is 1:00 in the middle of the night, for Jianghai, the city that never sleeps, the road is not as cold as a few kittens.

With a distance of only three meters, Yan Xiaye saw the most intuitive sense of the anger between the pursuers' eyes. He thought about raising his handbag in the bumps, took out cosmetics such as eyebrow powder and eyeshadow from it, and opened the lid.

Maybe it hits them in the face.

"Ph! What the hell is this!"

The man who was chasing him was suddenly confused and spitted in tears, his vision blurred.

He vaguely saw someone in front of him, and continued to chase him. He reached out and grabbed the other person's shoulder, knocked the other person to the ground with a force of overshoulder, raised his foot and stepped on the other person and laughed wildly: "Hmph, what Qin Yan, yet

It's not the same as it's in my hands."

"Damn!" The man lying on the ground was not afraid and shouted angrily: "Are you fucking blind? I'm about to catch up with that dog. Are you here to disrupt the situation sincerely?"

At the same time, Qin Yan guessed what Yan Xiaye had done. Listening to the messy curses behind him, he secretly sighed that it was indeed the right decision to take her to escape with her.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the two finally successfully escaped the alley behind them, crossed the street straight, and stood under a conspicuous camera.

"Hu..." Taking a deep breath of the cold air at night, Qin Yan slowly put Yan Xiaye down, gasped and asked, "What have you done?"

"It's nothing, I put on some makeup for them." He raised his empty handbag and signaled. Yan Xiaye didn't care about his demeanor and sat on the ground in a panting embarrassing voice: "It's so unlucky, damn Qin Jingyi is still in dispersed."

Qin Yan's physical fitness has always been excellent. Now he touched the cigarette box from his pocket with a street light, lit a cigarette and took a sip, and handed it to Yan Xiaye: "Or?"

Yan Xiaye couldn't smoke, but she still took it and took a breath like anger.

"Cough cough cough..." She choked and tears ran out, and her chest felt ache, but she finally felt the reality of escaping from birth.

"Tsk, it's a waste."

Qin Yan glanced at her, leaned over and snatched the cigarette from her hand, squinted his eyes and enjoyed the fragrance of tobacco with relish, and looked at the dark alley where they escaped, and a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He knew that Qin Jingyi was a complete fool, and that those who followed him could not become any great things, so he definitely didn't have the courage to tie people under the camera.

After escaping here, this passionate night is completely over.

Yan Xiaye's two calves trembled due to the loss of strength. After a long time, he recovered his strength and got up, "Your car..."

"It probably turned into scrap iron." A displeased muttered, and Qin Yan said regretfully: "That's the latest model from last year, a beauty who has been waiting for half a year to get it."

Yan Xiaye walked forward lazily, waved his hand to him: "Ji'e alas, follow the changes, I want to take a taxi back to rest, good night."

Qin Yan stared at her slender figure in the storm of smoke, frowned in annoyance, and followed: "Wait."

She looked at him, "What else is there?"

"I'll take you back. Since Qin Jingyi has asked someone to ambush here, maybe your studio is not safe either."

When Yan Xiaye thought that the studio, which had finally recovered 70% to 80% of its original state, would suffer devastating damage again, Yan Xiaye's face suddenly pale, "What should I do? Will I call the police?"

Under the street light, Qin Yan admired her delicate facial features up close, looked away and said lightly: "Anyway, don't go to the studio tonight. I'll find a hotel for one night, I'll talk about it tomorrow morning."

Yan Xiaye was restless and reluctantly agreed with Qin Yan's idea. He suddenly realized: "Ah, I didn't bring my ID card."

"What should I do? Otherwise, will I leave you here to sleep on the street, or will you follow me?" Qin Yan wrote his hands in his pocket and slowly asked for an invitation: "I still have free rooms there, so I won't

What did it do to you.”

The two of them are currently facing the same enemy and have escaped after the cooperation just now. After all, they have some friendship.

Yan Xiaye thought of Lin Yao's charming figure, looked at her relatively thin figure, and nodded with no pretentiousness: "Then thank you for taking me in."

Qin Yan ignored her polite words and finally stopped a taxi after spending more than ten minutes.

He took Yan Xiaye into the car, told a few people about the address, and then turned on the location on his phone for the driver to refer to.

In the car, the two of them were speechless.

Yan Xiaye closed her eyes and took a nap in a drowsy manner, not caring about where Qin Yan would take her.

As long as she has value in use for a day, even if Qin Yan is harmless to her, even if he really has something to do, he might have to protect her.

I don’t know how long it took, but Yan Xiaye vaguely heard someone calling her name.

She opened her dry eyes with difficulty, moved her sore body out of the car, and saluted her attention to the house that was very historical in front of her.

Judging from Qin Yan's preference for cars, he really can't tell what this ordinary house has to do with him.

"Why, it's not the villa that disappoints you?"

Qin Yan paid the car, patted her little head from behind, and lazily vomited a cigarette ring: "Don't be so luxurious, Jiang Hai only has one Erye Li, do you think I have his net worth?"

"It's not that problem..." Yan Xiaye raised his little face and looked at the square second-story house. He always felt that it must be full of home atmosphere. It seemed that it was not the place where outsiders should go. He forgot to punish Qin for the time being.

Yan patted her head and said hesitantly: "Or I'd better go back to the studio, it should be fine."

"Stop talking nonsense, come in."

Qin Yan sneered, walked up the steps and opened the door lock, "You are really keen in this regard. This is my former hometown, of course, before becoming the adopted son of the Qin family."

It would be fine if he didn't explain, but Yan Xiaye was even more hesitant after explaining this.

Under the indifferent gaze of the man, she followed slowly, stood at the door and said cautiously and politely: "That's disturbing."

Behind him, Qin Yan closed the door, opened the switch on the wall, and walked into the house by himself.

A dazzling light poured down, and Yan Xiaye's eyes turned black.

Gradually, she adapted to the light in front of her and looked around very restrainedly, and found that Qin Yan probably did not lie. This place might be his hometown.

Similar home styles are from decades ago. There are more than a dozen family photos of all sizes hanging on the walls. There is not much dust in the room, so it can be seen that people often come to clean it.

This reminded her of the place she lived when she was a child. At that time, her life had nothing to do with the Li family. The family saved money for Yan Shuirou's illness and lived in a much more cramped house than here.

Although Yan's mother complained, she still tried her best to handle the housework. Yan Jianguo was not as a bastard as he is now. She cursed and worked hard and made money to support her family. Compared to those irresponsible men, it was still a good deal.

The father...

In an instant, many phantoms passed by her eyes.

A burst of pain passed in his heart. Yan Xiaye pursed his lips stiffly, raised his hand and wiped the wetness in the corners of his eyes quickly.
Chapter completed!