What Cui Fan didn't say was that he had heard rumors that in the past, Jinyan had cared about a girl extremely because of her, because of her, he destroyed the largest nightclub in City B overnight; because of her, he took a set of extremely beautiful photos, which caused a sensation; but in the end, he let the woman disappear from him and did not let anyone mention her name, as if such a person had never existed.

Cui Fan only heard Jun Jinyan shouting in a drowsy manner by chance, the word "Qiqi"...

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Xia Qi took her bag from the storage room, and Jun Jinyan dragged her all the way out of the club and to the underground parking lot.

Jun Jinyan's car was a black Lamborghini. This kind of car could not get out of millions. When he opened the car door, he didn't speak, but just looked at her steadily.

Jun Jinyan's eyes are a very beautiful charming eye, slender and deep, with a faint elevation at the end of the eye, with a peach blossom beauty, but also a strange purity. However, when such eyes are staring at people, they often make people feel trembling.

Xia Qi suspected that if she didn't get in the car, Jun Jinyan might have been waiting for her in this position. But when she was in the passenger seat, he did not close the door immediately, but leaned down and pulled the safety belt to her, then closed the door, went around to the other side, and got into the driver's seat.

She looked at his side, and there were traces of red wine drying on his white skin, not to mention the red patch on his white clothes.

Take out a pack of wet wipes from the bag, Xia Qi took out one and handed it to Jun Jinyan, "You wipe your face."

He glanced at her and did not reach out to take the wet wipes, but put his face to her and said, "Pull it for me." He murmured, but it seemed like a command.

"You can wipe it yourself." Xia Qi said.

The slightly delicate sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and his face leaned closer to her, "Help me." He repeated.

Xia Qi pursed her lips, said nothing, and wiped Jun Jinyan's face with a wet wipe.

Her fingers, through the wet tissue, could still feel the temperature of his face. She felt her hands tremble a little, or she should have said that she was still not prepared to see him now.

After wiping the traces of red wine on his face, she was about to withdraw her hand, but his hand had already pressed it up first. His fingers pressed against her palms, pressed against her palms, and gently rubbed against his face.

The temperature of his skin was much clearer than before.

She was quite uncomfortable trying to pull her hand out, but instead she was grabbed even tighter by him.

"Aren't you used to it?" His voice suddenly rang in the carriage.

She was stunned for a moment before she realized what he was asking, and said, "I'm not used to it. After all, everyone hasn't seen each other for so many years."

"Well, I haven't seen you for many years." His eyelashes blinked, and his eyes were still firmly staring at her face, "But every day, I'm thinking about you."

Her body stiffened, and he could only hear him ask again, "What about you, do you miss me?"

Xia Qi didn't know how to answer at once, and Jun Jinyan frowned unhappily, "It seems that he didn't think about it anymore."

She was silent, and he lowered his head, his lips pressed against the palm of her right hand, like a brand.
Chapter completed!