Chapter 190: Uncle, how could it be you? !

Before An Ge'er looked up subconsciously, he walked over, and the moonlight fell on him like a mist.
He stood too close for a while, An Ge'er didn't see his face, but felt that a slender figure instantly covered her sight.
The breath is indifferent and clear.
He just stood in front of her, and then helped her take off the helmet.
He stood upright, his eyes drooping slightly at this time, falling on her white and delicate neck, taking off the fingertips of his gloves on her chin, and unfastening patiently.
An Geer: "..."
She was stunned.
Through the helmet, the man in front of him, his white chin lifted slightly, his lines were exquisite to perfection, his clear eyes stared at him, and the abyss was silent.
There was still his cold temperature faintly in her chin, just like his eyes, indifferent and clear, and there was no emotion in it.
But An Geer was dumbfounded.
"Little, uncle..." She stammered suddenly.
Even if she really had doubts.
But before she could see his face clearly, she still didn't dare to confirm it 100%. Moreover, the situation was critical before, and she failed to notice so much of his figure.
Therefore, after seeing his face at this time.
An Ge'er's face turned red and white, indescribably complicated.
God...
God would really joke her.
The person she stopped casually was really the uncle! ! !
"Ok."
Bo Yan responded, but the sound seemed to come from his breath, and his eyes quickly moved away from her without a trace.
Seeing that he didn't say much, An Ge'er was about to open his mouth to explain something, and saw a cluster of flames jump up instantly. It was him who tilted his head and nodded a cigarette, and the faint flame illuminates his angular profile.
Driving a heavy motorcycle tonight, he was wearing a black jacket and dark V-neck shirt.
The jet-black eyelashes were slightly closed.
Under the faintly jumping firelight, his indifferent expression was like a relief in the night, calm and charming.
An Ge'er just wanted to say, uncle, you quit smoking, but at this moment, she snapped in her throat.
Uncle at this time, she only wants to describe it in four words!
So handsome!
Especially the black jacket, it’s so handsome. This dress is not something anyone can control at all. It is very tall and handsome, and when worn on his body, it makes him more slender and tall. The appearance is exquisite and perfect.
There is a bit of cold ascetic temptation, it is simply tempting-let it go!
An Ge'er suppressed the violent throbbing in her heart, and recovered.
Looked at the smoke between his slender fingers.
Suddenly poked his lips and stopped talking.
Fortunately, he just ignited and didn't smoke, otherwise she would have snatched him away.
"Uncle, cough, how could it be you." How could the uncle suddenly run to the'Ye Se' Guild Hall inexplicably? And when he came, he drove a heavy locomotive, as if he had rushed from nowhere.
"It's not me, who can have anyone!?" Bo Yan glanced at her indifferently, with an indifferent expression. After he said, he turned around and said, "Is there enough rest? Go home."
He turned and walked into the car.
But An Ge'er shrank her neck, and was startled by the cold breath of her uncle.
The uncle was angry.
very angry.
He usually speaks to himself softly and softly. How can he be as cold as he is now?
An Ge'er wanted to explain, but for a while she didn't know what to say, so she could only quickly follow him and get in the car.
It turns out that before, that was not an illusion...