Qian Xiaojue smiled, but said, "You may have admitted your mistake. You have met in the club before."

Li Shier frowned slightly and refused to believe it: "No, I mean, I feel familiar since the first time I saw you..."

Qiu He smiled and interrupted: "Oh, maybe Xiao Jue looks like a star. He is so beautiful and it's not surprising that he feels familiar. The beauty's faces are almost the same. By the way, Yuanyuan, do you have a boyfriend?"

Qiu He successfully brought the topic to Liao Yuanyuan. Liao Yuanyuan glanced at Qian Xiaojue lightly, as if he understood that Qiu He was helping her to frame him.

After a long time, Liao Yuanyuan answered lightly: "No."

Everyone also felt that Liao Yuanyuan's personality was boring, so they talked about the entertainment industry again.

At around ten o'clock, Qian Xiaojue lay on the ground and saw enough of the stars. Qiu He finally said that he could sleep and would continue to rush to the next small town in the mountains tomorrow.

Li Shier didn't want to sleep with Liao Yuanyuan, and the other three white-collar workers and young women had already formed a team, so Li Shier pulled Qiu He and Liao Yuanyuan could only look at Qian Xiaojue.

"Anyway, we set up the tent together, so let's sleep together." Qian Xiaojue didn't hate Liao Yuanyuan, but felt that her dull personality was somewhat similar to her, and this woman always made Qian Xiaojue feel that it was not very simple.

The two of them washed up each other, Qian Xiaojue locked the car, entered the tent with a small quilt, and lay down for a while and fell asleep.

It gradually became quiet outside, leaving only crickets and the sound of wind.

Liao Yuanyuan opened his eyes and looked at the dark tent. Listening to the uniform breathing next to the sound, Liao Yuanyuan first reached out and shook it in front of Qian Xiaojue's eyes as a test. Without any reaction and confirmed that Qian Xiaojue had fallen asleep, Liao Yuanyuan slowly pulled out a dagger from his clothes. The dagger shone with a faint white light in the darkness and flashed by.

Liao Yuanyuan slowly took his demeanor in the air and had already sat up. He stared at Qian Xiaojue's calm and beautiful face in his sleep. Liao Yuanyuan had no expression on his face.

Then, with one go, Liao Yuanyuan's dagger stabbed hard.

The bitter wind gently blew past, gently moving the hair on Qian Xiaojue's face.

However, those eyes were still not opened.

Liao Yuanyuan's dagger did not really stab it, but stopped when he was hit by the quilt.

The dagger gently slid up from the position of the heart, and the cold iron was pressed against Qian Xiaojue's neck. As long as she slashed it gently, the artery would be cut directly, and then the blood would flow out.

But she still didn't draw down, she was waiting.

She didn't let go of any movement when the sleeping person reacted.

After five minutes of stalemate, the sleeping man finally turned over. Liao Yuanyuan immediately pulled the dagger away. If it weren't for the rapid movement, she would have been afraid that she would have touched the sharp dagger and cut her neck.

Liao Yuanyuan pulled her eyebrows, and seemed to not believe that she was really unresponsive at all?

The sleeping man suddenly quarreled and murmured in a low voice, with only one name: "Helianqing..."

Liao Yuanyuan was frozen in place, seemingly disbelief, and is also entangled and complicated.

Finally, Liao Yuanyuan put away the dagger, gradually hid the sudden complex emotions on his face, stood up gently, and then left the tent.
Chapter completed!