As soon as he finished speaking, he searched in the car and only found an umbrella.
He got out of the car, held an umbrella and walked to the passenger seat, opened the door and extended his right hand to Qiao Xixi.
Qiao Xixi looked at his right hand. After hesitating for a few seconds, she put it up and got out of the car with his help. However, in an instant, her shoes were soaked by the rain.
The next second, Zhan Xiaohan put his arms around her waist, "This way both of us can be covered..."
Qiao Xixi lowered her eyes and glanced at the hands at her waist, and then at her exposed left half. The water that fell from the umbrella had already wet her shoulders.
Zhan Xiaohan also warned, "If you get caught in the rain, stay closer to me."
"..." Qiao Xixi looked at him walking seriously, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Dare to love...
He thought he was protecting himself tightly?
She didn't say it out loud. After all, with such a heavy downpour and strong wind, umbrellas were no longer of much use.
Qiao Xixi looked up in the direction of the hotel, as if to confirm how far away it was, but she didn't pay attention to the road under her feet. She stepped on a stone and staggered forward two steps, her ankle twisted heavily.
For a moment.
"hiss……"
Qiao Xixi gasped in pain. If Zhan Xiaohan hadn't held her in his arms, she would have lost her balance and fell to the ground.
Zhan Xiaohan couldn't help but tighten his arms around her slender waist, his tone full of concern, "What's wrong?"
Qiao Xixi frowned tightly, "My foot is sprained..."
After saying that, she tried to move, and a heartbreaking pain shot straight to the top of her head.
When Zhan Xiaohan saw this scene, he directly put the umbrella into her hands, and then squatted in front of her, "Come up, I will carry you."
Seeing this, Qiao Xixi's eyes were slightly startled.
"If you don't come up, I'm going to get soaked in the rain." Zhan Xiaohan's slightly helpless voice came.
Qiao Xixi woke up instantly as if from a dream and immediately lay on his back.
Being carried forward by Zhan Xiaohan, her mood was very complicated, and she slowly lowered her eyelids to cover up the complexity under her eyes.
After my mother died...
No one would ever carry her like this again.
Zhan Xiaohan felt the soft body on his back and weighed it gently. His magnetic and melodious voice revealed a fragmented smile, "Qiao Xixi, I didn't expect you to be so light, but you have a pretty good figure."
Hearing this, a black line instantly appeared on Qiao Xixi's forehead.
The little bit of emotion in my heart disappeared without a trace in an instant.
She ground her molars and stared at the back of his head with unkind eyes, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!"
Zhan Xiaohan let out a deep laugh, "Are you angry?"
"Oh……"
Qiao Xixi sneered and said angrily, "How dare I be angry with you, Second Young Master Zhan."
The next second, she felt her body being thrown.
She couldn't help but exclaimed, and subconsciously hugged Zhan Xiaohan's neck tightly. When she reacted, she gritted her teeth and shouted, "Zhan Xingchen, did you do this on purpose?"
Zhan Xiaohan's voice was very innocent, "I didn't, you were about to slide down just now."
Qiao Xixi couldn't help but tighten her hand holding the umbrella, and the suppressed anger surged through her body.
But at this time, she had no way to deal with Zhan Xiaohan.
She secretly made a note to Zhan Xiaohan again in her heart.
Zhan Xiaohan seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, and said quietly, "Are you thinking about how to retaliate against me?"
Qiao Xixi, "..."
At this time, she suddenly saw an orange light in front of her, and immediately changed the topic, "There is a small hotel ahead."
Only when they got closer did Qiao Xixi see the name of the hotel clearly.
Mountain Inn!
Inside the closed glass door, a middle-aged woman was sitting inside watching TV.
Zhan Xiaohan carried Qiao Xixi inside and carefully put her down.
Qiao Xixi stood on one foot and said softly, "Madam boss, is there any room left?"
The landlady's attention was completely on the TV, and she said perfunctorily, "There is one last single room, one hundred and fifty a night."
Qiao Xixi frowned slightly, "There is only one room?"
Doesn't that mean he has to be in the same room as Zhan Xiaohan?
"Yeah." The landlady didn't even raise her eyelids.
Before she could make a decision, Zhan Xiaohan said directly, "We want the room!"
Then he took out a card and handed it to the proprietress.
The proprietress raised her eyelids and glanced at him lightly, "Only cash, no cards!"
Zhan Xiaohan, "..."
Qiao Xixi couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth as she looked at his deflated appearance. She took out five hundred yuan from her wallet and handed it to the landlady, "Can I trouble you to find us two more sets of clean clothes?"
When the landlady saw the money, she agreed readily, "No problem, your room number is 2013. Here is the key. The clothes will be sent to you later."
"Thanks!"
Qiao Xixi took the key and turned around carefully while holding on to the counter. Just as she was about to jump upstairs, she was hugged by Zhan Xiaohan. She was so frightened that she immediately screamed and subconsciously hugged his neck.
Looking at his stern side face, her eyes flickered slightly, "Thank you."
Zhan Xiaohan lowered his eyes and met her eyes, with a slight curve in the corner of his mouth, "Qiao Xixi, are you going to send me away with just two words of thank you? I, Zhan... Xingchen, have never carried a woman on his back."
Fighting stars?
Qiao Xixi glanced at Zhan Xiaohan meaningfully, but did not expose him.
Soon, they arrived at room 2013.
Qiao Xixi was gently placed on the ground by Zhan Xiaohan.
She jumped into the room and the moment she turned on the light, she could clearly see the layout inside.
There is nothing in the room except a large bed, a chaise longue and a table. The wallpaper on the wall is old and has bulged slightly, as if it will fall off at any time.
Before the two of them could say anything, the voice of the landlady came from the door, "I've brought the clothes."
The landlady walked in and put the clothes into Qiao Xixi's hands, "These clothes belong to me and my husband. We haven't worn them yet."
Qiao Xixi looked at the tag still hanging on it and smiled slightly, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." The landlady waved her hand and glanced around Qiao Xixi and Zhan Xiaohan, "You two are a couple, right? There are condoms in the drawer, you can use them as you like."
Qiao Xixi, "..."
She smiled awkwardly but politely.
The landlady was also very sensible, showed an understanding smile, turned around and left.
Qiao Xixi coughed lightly, pretending that nothing happened just now, picked up her clothes and jumped towards the bathroom.
In the bathroom.
Qiao Xixi had just taken off her wet clothes and was about to take a shower when her cell phone suddenly rang.
She immediately took out her mobile phone from the pocket of her wet clothes. When she saw that it was a call from her subordinate, her face became slightly serious and she immediately answered it.
The moment the phone was connected, his subordinate quickly said, "Boss, we found out that Zhan Xingchen was not in China during his summer vacation five years ago, but went to Venice for vacation."