Chapter 598

And after Han Mu Zi's car rushed out, she continued to accelerate, for fear that the group of people behind would catch up again.

"Slow down, there's a traffic light ahead."

"And then?"

"Then stop and wait for me at the intersection."

Han Muzi did as he said. She was relieved when the car stopped. She subconsciously raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat on her forehead.

After raising his hand, he found that his palm had been wet.

She was stunned for a moment, and then she gave a pale smile.

If Mo Xuan didn't know what to do today, how could she be scared?

Thinking of this, Han Mu Zi closed her eyes and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

Kowtow -

at this time, someone was knocking on her car window, because she was still in shock, so Han Muzi's cold hair stood up when she heard the sound.

Turning his head, after seeing the figure standing outside the window, Han Mu Zi's heart was released.

She opened the lock, night Mo Xuan then opened the car door, bent down to stare at her.

"Don't you come out?"

Looking at the nearby night ink Pavilion, Han Mu Zi's lips moved, "I..."

"Scared?" Night ink Xuan micro squint eyes, Yu Guang saw her green silk has been wet with sweat, now wet wet wet paste on the forehead.

Seeing this scene, Han Mu Zi raised her hand subconsciously and wiped the sweat on her forehead.

"Come out for a breath."

He raised his hand to hold Han Mu Zi's arm. Han Mu Zi came out slowly with his help. Her legs were a little soft. When she got off the car, she leaned forward and plunged into Yemo Xuan's arms.

Full of fragrance, night ink Xuan subconsciously embrace her waist, half drag half embrace to take her to the nearby coffee shop.

Because Han Mu Zi had no strength, he was half carried into the cafe by Yemo Xuan. After he came out, the air outside was much fresher than in the car. The night Mo Xuan asked the waiter for a cup of warm milk and told her to drink it.

Probably scared, Han Mu Zi holding the cup when the hands are gently shaking.

"Drink slowly." Night ink Xuan stretched out his hand, help her hold the cup, one hand gently for her back, like coax a child to coax.

When people in the coffee shop saw this scene, they couldn't help casting curious eyes at them.

Han Muzi was really scared. After drinking the milk, her consciousness slowly recovered. Looking around, she closed her eyes and said, "there are too many people here. I want to go back."

Night ink Xuan thin lips light pursed, nodded.

"Good."

The next second, he picked her up and walked out of the cafe.

How the process of other people's eyes, night ink Xuan did not pay attention to her, put her into the co pilot's seat, and for her to fasten the seat belt.

In the end, the night ink Xuan can't help but say: "do you realize the danger I said now? I'll see if you dare to run out alone in the future. "

Han Muzi

He went around to the other side to drive, and Han Mu Zi leaned back against the chair and closed her eyes.

Previously, she had no bottom in her heart, but now with the night ink Xuan by her side, she immediately felt at ease.

Feeling, even if there is more danger, as long as there is night ink Xuan in, he will protect her, won't let her hurt a point.

This man, is really let people love and hate ah.

She didn't want to meet him again, but he always appeared when he needed people, and filled her heart and the world.

At that time, she had no reason to refuse.

Also You can't refuse.

The car has been smoothly driving out, and Han Muzi's thoughts are gradually drifting away, and soon he fell asleep.

Han Muzi had a nightmare.

In her dream, as in the daytime, she was followed in her car. She was so scared that she drove around the city, trying to get rid of the people who were following her.

But the car behind her was haunted, almost biting the back of her car.

Han Muzi stepped on the accelerator, the car flew out, and the car behind also crashed like crazy!

Bang!

Han Mu Zi opened her eyes and saw the familiar room.

Was that a dream?

But why is it so real.

It's like it's going to happen in the future.

Turn round, Han Mou cold to sit up a pair of Yin son.

With such cold eyes, Han Muzi was startled.

"You..."

Night ink Xuan fierce vision stares at her, Han Mu purple is he see some scalp numb, as if locked into a target.

She shrunk her shoulders subconsciously.

What's going on? If she remembers correctly, he was worried about himself before, but she changed when she woke up?"Your ex husband..."

As soon as he said it, Han Muzi felt a sense of foreboding and stared at him warily: "what did you suddenly mention him to do?"

"What's so good about him that you can't forget it?"

Han Muzi

Han Mu Zi couldn't understand what he said.

She looked at the night outside the window, probably can guess how long he slept, but night ink Xuan this suddenly said words, but let Han Mu purple is really can't touch the head.

Did she sleep just a few hours or a century?

Otherwise night Mo Xuan talks how can be so strange?

What's more, who said she never forgot Lin Jiang?

The relationship between her and Lin Jiang was very little. At first, it might be a little bit, but within two years of marriage, he had already consumed the little friendship between them.

Later, she married yemoxuan, and her heart was occupied by yemoxuan.

Plus these five years, her heart is all night ink Xuan a person.

Where does this sentence come from?

"No more talking?" Night ink Xuan voice with a bit hoarse: "originally I thought you this woman is to big brother, but it seems, is not what I think."

Han Mu Zi frowned, "what do you think?"

She was very uncomfortable. She had just experienced a shock, but when he woke up, all he asked were inexplicable questions.

"If not, why would you give birth to his child?"

Han Muzi

Give birth to Lin Jiang's child?

She never told Mo Xuan that although she and Lin Jiang had been married for two years, Lin Jiang had another love in his heart. She never touched her, and she thought it didn't matter at that time.

I don't know how she came over in those days.

"Where did you hear that?"

Night Mo Xuan eyelids slightly lift, looking at her eyes some sarcasm, lips also evoke a touch of sinister smile.

"What do you say?"

He spread out his hand and there was a small bottle in his palm.

At first, Han Mu Zi didn't know what it was. Ding Qing saw that her face changed slightly. Without waiting for her own reaction, her hand had been stretched out.

"Give it back to me."