Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 1939: Xu Baohan Suddenly Pulled Her Into His Arms

An Lan ran to the entrance of the alley and saw Xu Baohan dragging his long legs as he walked out from the depths of another dark alley.

His face was pale under the moonlight, looking pale and weak. An Lan suddenly felt a little regretful, regretting that she shouldn't have allowed him to travel.

"See, I told you before, don't put so much money in your wallet. It's all paid by phone now…"

Before An Lan could finish, Xu Baohan suddenly pulled her into his embrace.

An Lan was a little confused, but when she came back to her senses, she thought that he must have been too heartbroken about losing money, so she quickly patted his back. "Don't be sad, you…"

This time, before she could finish, Xu Baohan kissed her with his thin lips.

An Lan's eyes widened. This guy must have been too agitated. Why would he kiss her after getting robbed?

Perhaps it was because he had never lost so much money before and he was too agitated.

An Lan patted his head to calm him down.

"I didn't lose money." Xu Baohan held her shoulders tightly with both hands, his voice hoarse. "I've asked you if you wanted to go to the toilet, didn't you say that you didn't want to go? When I came out, I saw that you weren't there and panicked. I thought something had happened to you…"

An Lan blinked in shock. "You can call me on my phone."

There was silence in the air for a while. Xu Baohan pursed his thin lips and said dryly, "I forgot."

"…"

An Lan was speechless for a while, her heart suddenly throbbing in pain. She hadn't forgotten how flustered he had been when she saw him running.

She sighed and couldn't help raising her hand to pat his head. "It's not your fault, it's not your fault. You just haven't fully recovered from your concussion."

Xu Baohan was silent.

He also felt that his reaction was a little extreme this time. His IQ had completely dropped. He was not the man he used to be.

"An Lan, it might not be because of my concussion," Xu Baohan said honestly, his emotions complicated. "It's because I care more about you than I thought. I'm afraid that something might happen to you."

An Lan was stunned. Looking at his chiseled features under the moonlight, her chest was suddenly filled with warmth, "Baohan, I'm fine now. Let's go back. It's too late. If we don't leave now, we might really get into trouble. After all, you can't beat anyone right now."

"Okay."

Xu Baohan held her hand tightly.

On the way back, there were fewer and fewer people. An Lan felt that she was lucky to have him by her side.

At night, after the shower and lights out, Xu Baohan pulled her directly to his chest.

"What's wrong?" She raised her head, her black hair drooping and her voice hazy.

"I'm still a little scared." Xu Baohan hugged her tightly. "Let's not wander around too late next time."

"Okay." An Lan yawned. "Can we go to sleep now?"

"I don't want to." Xu Baohan sighed. "Why is my neck injured? I don't want to lie down and sleep like this."

An Lan was silent.

"Go to sleep." After a while, An Lan patted his head. "You're not strong enough now."

Xu Baohan was speechless.

The two of them stayed in ancient town for three days.

On the fourth day, on the way back to the high-speed train, An Lan received a call from Yan Wen. "Zhao Gui's family came to look for you yesterday. They heard that you weren't around, so they made a big fuss at the law firm, but were chased out by the security guards."

"They can still make a big fuss? Looks like their injuries at the court last time weren't very serious," An Lan chuckled. It was hard for Xu Baohan who hadn't recovered by now.

"They're just pretending," Yan Wen said angrily.

"Arrange a meeting next Monday. When the time comes, they'll know that this is just an appetizer," An Lan smiled faintly.