“……”
The wooden window made a squeaking sound as the wind blew.
The sound of the rain suddenly came.
The pleasant scent of her body rushed into his nose, stirring his nerves.
In the end, Nian lie couldn't hold it in any longer. He reached out and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. A centimeter away from her face, he gave her a light kiss and closed his eyes in satisfaction.
……
The next day, at dawn.
The faint morning light shone on the mountain peak of luoxia Valley. On the other side of the mountain peak, which was originally uninhabited, was densely packed with vehicles and people.
The entire scene was cordoned off by police tape, and the police in uniform searched the surroundings for traces left behind.
Yan Sichen stood outside the cordon, his red eyes full of worry and heartache.
Ning Qing had already disappeared for two days, but he had only been informed by Lu Zhui last night and had rushed over overnight.
