Chapter 344 : A Kind of Single Waiting for One Person (4)
Before Lu Niange could stand completely, he saw a red Ferrari parked in front of him. The car door was pushed open, and he saw Jian Chenxi with disheveled hair and pajamas running out of the car. She walked toward Lu Niange.
He rushed towards him, but before he could get into his arms, tears rolled down his eyes.
"Nian Ge, are you okay?"
Jian Chenxi's voice was choked and trembling, and she hugged Lu Niange tightly.
Lu Niange did not dodge, but just allowed Jian Chenxi to hold him like this.
The tow truck man Lu Niange who called the car couldn't help but sigh, "This is really too dangerous. The car almost rushed down the mountain just like that, and the car was destroyed and everyone died!" [
Lu Niange turned his head and looked at the scene. The guardrail of Lu was hit and twisted, and the front left wheel of his car had slipped out. It was just as those people said, the car was almost destroyed and everyone was killed.
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Seeing such a scene, Jian Chenxi cried harder and harder, and her whole body began to tremble, "Nian Ge, fortunately you are okay, why are you driving so carelessly? You said that if you rushed down,
what do I do?"
Lu Niange turned around, looked at Jian Chenxi's pear-shaped face, twitched the corners of his lips, and said, "You're not dead, so how can I die?"
Jian Chenxi didn't expect that Lu Niange would say such words. She suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Under the dim light of the street lamp, Lu Niange's face remained the same, with a pair of warm eyes. However, the sneer between his eyebrows made Jian Chenxi forget to shed tears and said in a daze: "Niange
Lu Niange said "hmm", then curled his lips and smiled. The smile was extremely light, like mist, and he said, "Don't you want to marry me? Then get married."
After saying that, Lu Niange stretched out his hand and pushed Jian Chenxi out of his arms.
Li Qingshen carried the clothes sent by Lu Niange and walked back to the villa. When he reached the second floor and passed the door of Ling Momo's bedroom, he stood slightly, paused, and stared at her door with flickering eyes.
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Then, he gently opened the bedroom door and walked in.
Ling Momo was lying on the big bed, already asleep, her body curled up, her fair face and red lips slightly open, and her clear and continuous breathing filled the air.
Li Qingshen couldn't help but leaned against the wardrobe in her bedroom, half-leaning and staring quietly.
Ling Momo slept soundly, and her little head would occasionally rub against the sheets. She looked like a naughty kitten, cute and lazy.
She has always been naughty, and she can't change her true nature even in her sleep. Her soft little lips will pout from time to time.
Without knowing it, his eyes became more gentle and gentle, and a slight smile appeared on the corners of his usually indifferent lips.
He felt that this was probably the most peaceful scene he had ever seen in his life.
She fell asleep again, and he was smiling, so warm in his life. This was the best day he could think of.
At this moment, he really hoped that time could stop here.[
