Wen Nuannuan tentatively hugged Jun Luochuan’s head buried in her chest.
She was secretly complaining in her heart: You really know how to choose a place to put your head and say it directly if you want to drink milk.
“Young Master” Wen Nuannuan called out.
No response
“Body Guard”
Still no response.
“Jun Luochuan”
Still no response.
“Perverb”
Still no response.
It’s not that he is dead
Wen Nuannuan’s heart suddenly rose up
Grass
Don’t die in her arms
Thinking of this possibility, Wen Nuannuan lowered her head and trembled her hands and turned Jun Luochuan’s face over. With her 2.0 vision, she saw his nose wings moving slightly due to breathing.
She quickly raised her hand and placed it between his nose and looked at his breath.
After feeling that he was still breathing, she collapsed on a leather seat, and a layer of sweat broke out on her back.
She really wanted to beat Jun Luochuan up. This bastard is really scary. It’s not worth his life.
If you want to sleep, you sleep in his own car. Why do you run to her to sleep?
And without saying a word, she fell directly into her arms, almost scaring her to death.
Knowing that Jun Luochuan is not dead, Wen Nuannuan looked around and saw that there was no one around. Even the car that Jun Luochuan drove just now was gone. Is it her fantasy?
“An Anwei.” Wen Nuannuan shouted loudly.