An Qi's personality is not like Xing Zhi's, but she grew up in the smoke of arms and gunpowder, and her character is a little more indifferent to unimportant human life.

She can hurt the people around him at will, even his relatives, but she really can't hate him.

An Qi has chased the gunfire for most of her life, but she wants to find a sense of security in a cold and lonely man.

Su Nan looked at her deeply, and then got into the car without hesitation.

Chang Li threw the person in his hand to the ground, and then motioned others to get into the SUV, while he got into Su Nan's car.

At this time, personal protection is the best.

Su Nan's car backed up, turned, and drove away.

It disappeared into the traffic soon.

It's just that the car was blocked for less than five minutes, and even the car behind was not affected much, and it returned to normal in an instant.

On the way back, the atmosphere was quiet for a moment.

Su Nan opened her eyes and said lightly, "Let someone follow An Qi to see if she really left?"

Chang Li nodded, without hesitation, he immediately called someone.

Su Nan was not surprised by her leaving, but was surprised by An Qi's attitude.

Coupled with the movement she just clutched her lower abdomen, although she was very careful, Su Nan still noticed this detail.

She didn't want to explore other things that had nothing to do with herself, but she had to make sure that An Qi really had no threat to herself.

Soon.

The car went downstairs.

She went straight to the elevator from the garage.

Before opening it, he saw Shang Qian was already standing there.

He smiled slowly, with a smile on his brows:

"I called and asked Cheng Ershao just now. I just wanted to go to the bar to pick you up, and you came back. We also have a tacit understanding."

With that, he stretched out his hand and opened his arms.

Su Nan smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. He went out and hugged him. The smell was so warm and refreshing, it was really nostalgic.

She was already starting to get a little fascinated.

Shang Qian put his hands loosely around her waist, then slowly tightened them, then picked her up and kissed her overwhelmingly.

Su Nan was suddenly pushed aside and opened his eyes.

"Didn't you take your medicine yet?"

Shang Qian blinked, his eyes were full of dull light, and his warm voice was a little hoarse:

"Just finished eating, I need to exercise..."

Full of suggestion.

Su Nan pushed his body but couldn't move, "Can't you do something meaningful?"

Shang Qian was innocent: "Isn't that what it is?"

Before she could react, the two rolled onto the bed.

Although they have been together since they came back, Shang Qian's physical condition is really unbearable.

Now that it is finally recovering gradually, no one wants to feel wronged.

Su Nan let go gradually, and soon became a puddle of water...

——

Since neither of them had the consciousness to go to work, they slept until noon.

When Su Nan woke up, the side was already empty.

But I could vaguely hear the sound of cooking from outside.

It's a really warm feeling.

After she cleaned up, she made herself a mask, and when she went out, she saw Shang Qian planning to go in and call her.

When he was stunned, he subconsciously reached out to touch her face, and then retracted.

"A few minutes? Will the porridge be cold?"

Su Nan: "Fifteen minutes, no less than a minute."

Seeing him distressed for a moment, he immediately went back to the meeting, simmering with warm fire, so as not to get cold.

She smiled, "Mr. Shang is really becoming more and more like a home cook!"

Shang Qian smiled, the broad back was busy and orderly:

"This is my lifelong pursuit."

It was obvious that he was enjoying it.

Just as Su Nan was about to say something, the phone rang...