208: C208 He Carried Her and Ran

C208 He Carried Her and Ran

Mu Shinian's expression turned stern. She looked at her grandmother who was already asleep and looked left and right. She grabbed a book and rolled it up. Then, she walked towards the window.

Every step she took was very light. Even when she opened the window, she also tried to slow down her movements.

With a light cracking sound, the window was suddenly pushed open.

Mu Shinian raised her hand and was about to knock on someone's head.

However, when she saw the person's face, she stiffly stopped and looked at the person in disbelief.

"You!"

Bo Qian hung on the window, as if he could fall down if he was not careful.

This was the fifth floor!

Bo Qian pointed downstairs. "Come down."

After he finished speaking, he did not give Mu Shinian the slightest chance to react. He nimbly flipped down. In a short dozen seconds, he steadily landed on the first floor.

He reached out and patted the dust off his hands. He raised his head and looked at the window on the fifth floor.

Mu Shinian took a deep breath and carefully closed the window. She pressed hard on the veins on her forehead that were jumping wildly. She looked at her grandmother who was still sleeping soundly and then closed the door and went out.

If he could climb up and down on the fifth floor, this person was probably not a gecko!

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Downstairs.

Bo Qian waited for four to five minutes before Mu Shinian came down.

She did not change into her pajamas. She only wrapped herself in a coat outside. She stood in front of him, who was almost 1.9 meters tall, and looked exceptionally petite.

After Mu Shinian confirmed that he was fine, she said in a slightly displeased voice, "Is there something you need from me?"

Bo Qian suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed her collar. He stared at the wound and asked, "Are you better?"

His fingertips were slightly cold. Occasionally, he accidentally touched her skin. Both of their bodies were somewhat stiff.

Mu Shinian took a step back and avoided his touch. "Much better."

How could it be much better?

When he went crazy, he knew how much strength he used to attack.

Bo Qian took out a bottle of ointment from his pocket and handed it to her. "Use this."

Mu Shinian stared at the ointment and was silent for a while before she could not help but ask, "You came here to give the ointment?"

It was almost 12 o'clock, and he even specially climbed up the stairs? Just to deliver the ointment?

Bo Qian was embarrassed by her look and stuffed it into her hands. In a split second, he explained matter-of-factly, "At least I bit him."

There seemed to be nothing wrong with this sentence.

Mu Shinian kicked back into her pocket, "Then thank you."

Then, what should she do after that? What should she say?

Bo Qian was blown by the cold wind. His short hair was messy, but his heart was anxious.0

The scene suddenly became quiet.

Mu Shinian also did not know what to do.

The other party specially came to deliver the ointment and she sent it away with a word of thanks. This really did not seem right.

But it was already so late, what should she do? Eat supper? Drink milk tea? Taking a walk? This doesn't seem right.

The two of them looked at each other, unable to say a single word.

Just as they were at a loss, a ray of light suddenly shot over.

The security guard's stern voice came, "What are you two doing!?"

Mu Shinian was stunned for a moment.

Bo Qian's reaction was much faster. He grabbed Mu Shinian's hand and ran away without saying a word.

Mu Shinian was speechless."

"What are you standing there for? Run first!" Obviously, Bo Qian did not walk in the normal way. He pulled Mu Shinian along. They went to the backyard. Then, under Mu Shinian's dumbfounded gaze, He placed one hand on her shoulder and exerted force. He flipped over the wall and brought her along as he steadily landed on the ground.

When Mu Shinian was stuffed into the car, she was still in a daze.

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