"Pay attention to safety." Qu Yan told him.

"I will."

He smiled, then unfastened the protective strap that the camera used to hang on the person, took out the key, walked to the front of the car, and started the car.

This large RV suddenly began to shake slightly.

As soon as the vehicle started, Ji Zhuoran quickly walked to the door of the rear compartment. At this moment, the door was opened, and a young man with a panic and skinny monkey came out from inside.

As soon as the man got out of the car, Ji Zhuoran, who was waiting by the side of the car, stretched out his hand to catch him, then took out the camera strap and carefully tied him up.

Everything went smoothly.

But Qu Yan knew that Ji Zhuoran had already calculated it.

Ji Zhuoran deliberately started the vehicle, making the skinny monkey think that others hadn't found him yet, led him out of the vehicle, and then quickly shot him at the door of the vehicle when he was not paying attention.

He has always been so meticulous, and he can calculate it just right to catch a thief.

"Help! Murder!" The thin monkey roared.

Ji Zhuoran looked at him, stretched out his hand and knocked on his head, and said coldly: "There is a kind of call again."

When he spoke coldly, his aura was extremely bluffing, Qu Yan stood by and listened, feeling that the skinny monkey would have to smash his head on the spot if he shouted again, not to mention the skinny monkey himself.

So he hurriedly begged for mercy, "Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"

"You keep this to the police."

As Ji Zhuoran said, he took the rope and escorted the lean monkey to the position of the co-pilot. Then he found other ropes from the car, tied the monkey firmly, and secured him with a seat belt. Opened the door of the rear compartment and walked in.

At this moment, Qu Yan also leaned forward, and found that Ji Zhuoran was packing the trunk that had been messed up by the thin monkey.

He half-rolled his sleeves, showing a thin forearm, his hand moved extremely fast, and he returned the item in a few strokes, but he was quite tall, but how did he move in the rear compartment where the curved smoke can move freely? Restrained.

"I'll take care of it, you can drive the car slowly." Qu Yan said.

He said, "It will be well soon. When the car is moving, you just sit down. Also, remember to fasten your seat belt."

"Well, good." Qu Yan said, watching him help himself to pack things, and felt a little embarrassed for a while.

After all, this young master, who was born with a golden spoon in his hand, asked him to do these little things to clean up the room, and Qu Yan felt that he was violent.

But... he actually cleaned up quite well.

Seeing that the environment in the rear compartment became clean and tidy after a while, he smiled and made a "please" gesture to her.

"Get in the car, I'll take you away." He smiled, his face was charmingly handsome.

Qu Yan stepped onto the back compartment, couldn't help hugging him, and kissed him.

Then, whispered in his ear: "Thank you husband."

"What did you say?" he asked, pretending to be unheard.

Qu Yan hadn't gotten used to changing his mouth, and was still a little bit shy, so he asked instead.

"Don't you hear? Show me your ears?"

As he said, he made a gesture to pull his ears.

Ji Zhuoran dodged a bit, and then reluctantly surrendered, "Well, my wife is testing my hearing, I heard it."

"That's right, my ears are so good, why are you pretending to be deaf right here?" Qu Yan was arrogant with his hands on his hips.

She screamed as loudly as she wanted.

There was a momentary affection between the two.

But the thin monkey sitting in the passenger seat was suffering. He wailed and said, "Brother, didn't you mean to send me to the police station? Why do you still abuse the dog here?"

It was miserable enough to be sent to the police station, he would not accept being fed dog food again!