The helicopter soared in the blue sky. Ou Xiye looked at the soft clouds in front of him through the narrow sealed glass window and took a deep breath.
They had been flying for more than five hours. Although they were getting closer and closer to the danger, his heart was always thinking about that beautiful and a little confused little woman. He gently took out his wallet from his pocket and looked at it.
In the photo of Han Nuannuan, a gentle smile couldn't help but appear on his face.
Xuan Qijun on the side glanced at him, his thin lips pursed into a tight line. He couldn't help but joked: "Hey, we've only been separated for a few hours and you can't bear to part with us? You look like you don't have enough sleep. You must have worked hard all night yesterday!"
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Ou Xiye curled his lips noncommittally, turned his head, looked at the heavy dark circles under his deep-set bird's nests, and counterattacked without showing any signs of weakness: "You have the nerve to say this to me, but you haven't slept all night, and you have turned into a panda."
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"You..." Xuan Qijun asked for trouble. Instead of being angry, he smiled, and his sexy thin lips curled up in a self-deprecating way. He couldn't help but take out his phone, slid down the unlock button, and the beautiful Mu Zhilan appeared on the screen.
Appearance.
Ou Xiye continued to stare at the photo for a long time. Suddenly, he took the photo out of his wallet, with a dark look in his eyes, and tore it into pieces.
"Why are you tearing them apart?" Xuan Qijun wanted to stop them but it was too late. He could only watch as they were thrown into the trash can.
Ou Xiye raised his head with stern eyes, "Nuan Nuan will be in danger if these fall into the hands of Solomon's people. Besides, she has always been in my heart, and Nuan Nuan here cannot be torn into pieces!"
Suddenly, his generous palm touched the position of his heart.
Xuan Qijun somewhat admired Ou Xiye's consciousness, and immediately deleted everything about Mu Zhilan from his mobile phone. Although he was very distressed, it was much insignificant compared to their safety.
*Ou Zhai Han Nuannuan and the others were surrounded in the bedroom, all of them had serious and calm faces.
Mu Zhilan, who had just walked in, put her backpack on the sofa. Nisina looked at her small and concise luggage and opened her mouth in disbelief, "Sister Lan, you only bring this little stuff?"
"Uh-huh, what's the problem?" Mu Zhilan nodded, wearing jeans, short boots, a tight T-shirt and a motorcycle leather jacket. She looked youthful and sweet, and her neat and clean short hair looked heroic.
Nisina waved her hands quickly, then looked at her fully packed travel bag, tilting her head sadly, "I've tried my best to pick out what I need, but why are there still so many?"
Mu Zhilan walked over like a big sister, neatly opened her backpack, and lightly hooked her thin pink lips, "Let me see what you have prepared?"
"Okay, please help me see what I don't need to bring. Such a heavy bag is really tiring!" Nisina looked embarrassed.
Mu Zhilan nodded and flipped through it carefully. She saw that the pink travel bag was neatly filled with several pieces of clothes of different styles, as well as cameras, alarm clocks, iPads... and even more exaggeratedly, there was a pillow.
Mu Zhilan's head was full of black lines. She picked up the pillow and shook it in front of Nisina, "Why are you bringing this?"
Nisina blushed and lowered her eyes, timidly explaining: "I'm not used to sleeping on the bed here. I can only fall asleep holding it."
"Little sister, we are not going on vacation!" Mu Zhilan poured out all the things, stuffed only two sets of simple-looking clothes into them, looked at Nisina and said coolly: "You just need
It’s enough to bring these.”
Nisina was speechless and her eyes widened.
On the side, Han Nuannuan was looking at a map of Paris. She looked at the large and small cities in front of her, her beautiful eyebrows knitted together.
"Nuan Nuan, what are you thinking about?" Mu Zhilan walked into her side and narrowed her clear black eyes.
Han Nuannuan crossed her fingers on the map with a sad look on her face, "Paris is so big, where can we find them!"
Mu Zhilan's eyes followed her line of sight to the map, and fixed on the place called "Tandan" on it. A flash of light flashed under her eyes. Her red lips curled slightly, and she said coldly: "Find Solo"
You can find them at the door!"
"What can you do?" Han Nuannuan turned her head and was stunned by the calmness on Mu Zhilan's face and the strong magnetic field emanating from her face. Is this the Xiaolan she knew? It seemed a little different!
Mu Zhilan suppressed the confusion that flashed across her face and shook her head helplessly, "I don't know what to do." There were some things that she had already completely dusted off and never wanted to bring up again. Even touching them would make her lose them.
The courage to face it.
"Knock knock knock" accompanied by a rhythmic knock on the door, Ah Tie walked into the room respectfully, leaned down towards Han Nuannuan, "Young lady, the flight ticket has been booked. It is already the fastest at nine o'clock tonight.
First class!"
"Okay!" Han Nuannuan nodded, and suddenly seemed to remember something, she raised her head and looked at him, "Atie, isn't Ye very familiar with the people from fib? Can you contact them?"
"Okay!" Atie replied without hesitation.
"Help me find out from them the specific location of Solomon!" Han Nuannuan's clear eyes were shining with determination. At this moment, she was not as soft as before, and her look of a leader impressed everyone present.
Ah Tie stopped wasting time and said, "Okay, I'll go right away!" After answering, he immediately left the room and went to make contact.
Han Nuannuan looked at the time. It was now three o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still some time before departure. She had been thinking about Ou Xiye, and her heart ached when she thought about what huge danger he was facing now.
"I'm going out for a walk!" She said softly, opened the door a little lonely, and walked out.
Mu Zhilan raised her head and looked at her leaving figure, her eyes deep and worried.
Nisina came to her side and spoke cautiously: "Sister Lan, is it okay for Sister Nuannuan to do this?"
Mu Zhilan withdrew her gaze and raised her thin lips into a bitter smile, "Don't worry, she won't allow herself to collapse now!"
Bathing in the warm ocean in the garden in the afternoon, Han Nuannuan sat on the swing, letting her thoughts wander and completely guarding herself. She knew that she could no longer think so wildly. The more she thought about it, the more confused her heart would be. This trip
She didn't allow herself to make any mistakes.
"Are you crazy? You are actually going to Paris!" Suddenly, an angry voice came from behind, and then, a tall and upright figure shrouded her in shadow.
Han Nuannuan raised her head and saw Fei Fei standing in front of her. The scratch on his cheek was not completely healed, and although the bruise was still obvious, it did not affect his handsomeness at all.
"Do you know everything? Atie told you?" Han Nuannuan looked away, lowered her eyes and stared at her toes, with a calm expression on her face.
Feifan looked at her calm reaction with some surprise, and took two steps forward. Regardless of the gunshot wound on her body, he suddenly grabbed her shoulders and forced her to look at him, "Nuan Nuan, you know Solomon is
Where? There is no return there, and killing people like you is easier than squeezing an ant to death!"
"You can't bear to watch me die, can you just let Ye take risks?" Han Nuannuan widened her eyes excitedly, looking at him with a kind of intimidating determination.
She won't force anyone to go with her, but no one can stop her!
Feifan was startled for a moment, and suddenly, a sad smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "It seems that you have made up your mind, I understand." He loosened his arms in a decadent manner, raised his thin lips, and his dark eyes were deep,
"The first stop when you go to Paris should be Versailles. Maybe you will learn something there!"
"Versailles? Fei Fei, how do you know about Solomon?" Han Nuannuan was startled and unexpectedly raised her eyes to stare at him.
"Can I not say it?" Feifan looked at Han Nuannuan with a hint of pleading. Faced with that unpleasant experience, he did not want to mention it again. Every time he thought of it, he would feel deep regret and regret for the mistakes he had made.
Blame yourself.
Han Nuannuan didn't force anyone to do anything difficult, "Okay, if you don't tell me, I won't ask again." She looked at Fei Fei, her pink thin lips curled up slightly, "Fei Fei, won't you bless me?"
Feifan looked at her, and although he disagreed with her decision, he could only respect it, "I wish you and Ye can come back together safely!"
"Definitely!" Han Nuannuan smiled, her pink cheeks seemed to be blooming with the most gorgeous flower.
*Paris, Versailles A helicopter landed slowly in an open space in the suburbs. Ou Xiye's tall body stepped out of the cabin, his coat was lifted up by the wind, and his hair was messed up.
Xuan Qijun looked at his watch, then took off the oversized celebrity sunglasses on his face, "The person I arranged is coming soon, let's wait here for a while!"
Ou Xiye nodded, took out a delicate pistol from the inner pocket of his suit, and swung it at him neatly, "Hold it for self-defense!"
Xuan Qijun looked at the exquisite and delicate hands with a hint of admiration in his dark eyes, "Wow, new product, it looks good!"
"It's even better to use!" Ou Xiye curled his lips proudly and continued: "I spent four months carefully designing this, and it is three times higher than similar products in terms of performance and power!"
"Thank you!" Xuan Qijun waved his hand and carefully put the gun into his pocket.
Suddenly, an off-road vehicle caught their attention, and the two immediately became more vigilant.
The off-road vehicle came to a stop slowly in front of them. A man with brown hair got out of the vehicle. He came to Ou Xiye and Xuan Qijun and bowed down respectfully, "Mr. Ou, Mr. Xuan,
I came to pick you up as instructed by our young master!"
"Your young master?" Ou Xiye's thick eyebrows were furrowed and he looked at the man in front of him carefully.
Su nodded and replied: "Yes, my young master is Huo Di Yao!" As he spoke, he took out a coin from his pocket and handed it to him.
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