Qiao Anhao was shocked by Lu Jinnian's sudden actions. She stared at the man's back for a while and heard his light voice coming again: "It's raining, and it's hard to walk."

Qiao Anhao thought Lu Jinnian was worried that he was wearing such high heels and was tired of walking. He quickly came back to his senses and said in a little flattered manner: "No need, I can go. Besides, there is not much farther away."

Lu Jinnian still kept squatting: "Come up."

As he said, he turned around, grabbed Joan's arm, pulled her to his back, then stood up with her legs.

Qiao An was afraid of falling down, so he hurriedly grabbed Lu Jinnian's shoulder and carefully lay on Lu Jinnian's back, not daring to move.

Lu Jinnian's back was very wide, and his steps were very steadily. Cheng Liang's leather shoes crossed one shallow puddle after another. Qiao Anhao lay on his back, creating an indescribable sense of stability, and his tight body gradually relaxed.

At one o'clock in the morning when it rained just now, the temperature was a little cold, and sometimes there were water drops on the leaves. It fell down when the night wind blew, sprinkled on Qiao An's face, arms, and hair, which was cool, but made her feel particularly quiet.

Maybe Qiao Anhao's body fell sharply. Lu Jinnian walked about 100 meters, stopped, dragged Qiao Anhao upwards. Qiao Anhao's hand instinctively hugged Lu Jinnian's neck, and then turned his head to see the perfect side profile of the man's face.

Qiao An's chest was pressed against Lu Jinnian's back. Through the clothes of the two people, she could feel the temperature of his body, which was hot and spread to her heart. A warm current gushed out, rushing rapidly in her body, making her hold his hand around his neck, and couldn't help but increase some strength.

Because the two of them were closer, Qiao An was very pleasant to smell the light fragrance of Lu Jinnian mixed with the smell of tobacco, and his eyebrows and eyes became softer. The sound of his mouth was also very gentle: "Lu Jinnian?"

Because the two of them were closer, Qiao An was very pleasant to smell the light fragrance of Lu Jinnian mixed with the smell of tobacco, and his eyebrows and eyes became softer. The sound of his mouth was also very gentle: "Lu Jinnian?"

"Huh?" Lu Jinnian's tone was also very light, his pace was calm and uniform, and he was extremely stable.

Qiao Anhao lay on Lu Jinnian's back and was silent for about a minute before whispering to his ear: "We have been classmates for many years."

Lu Jinnian was a little confused about Qiao Anhao's intention. He frowned and said "hmm" again, then said, "Premium, it's six years."

"Then we should be friends, right?" When Qiao Anhao asked this, his mood became a little nervous and nervous.

If they were friends, even if Xu Jiamu was discharged from the hospital, even if he and she could not play the role of husband and wife like they are now, they could still have contact, right?

Even if he really has a girl he likes, even if he loves him steadily, the girl has been married. After a long time and time, he always needs to have a family. At that time, even if it is not for love, it doesn't matter. As long as she keeps in touch with him, she may not be sure that she will have hope, right?
Chapter completed!