Luo Yiyi didn't expect that she had been gone for six years, and in the past six years, she had never set foot on this homeland, let alone contacted Luo Jingnan, not even a text message, a phone call, or an email. She and him, in six years, seem to have become strangers, but in the past six years, she has not forgotten him for a moment, the man who raised her from eight to eighteen, and treated her like a father and more like a friend.

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, how willful and reckless she was at the age of eighteen, she dared to smash Luo Jingnan's wedding, scared away Luo Chenhua's bride, and shouted loudly in front of all the guests: Luo Jingnan, I love you, I don't want to see you marry another woman in my life.

Luo Jingnan sent her to New York in a fit of anger, and in the past six years, he never took the initiative to contact her except for giving her bank card, and she also gambled that she had not spent a penny on Luo Jingnan in the United States for six years, and she wanted Luo Jingnan to see that she could not only be self-reliant, but also transform into a more elegant and beautiful woman than his bride, not only that, but in six years, she obtained a double master's degree in finance and economics and business management from Columbia Business School.

Luo Yiyi believes that all this is enough to make her now comparable to any woman around Luo Jingnan.

She will definitely be the last woman to stand by Luo Jingnan's side.

......

Suddenly, the plane shook violently, and with a few screams, all the lights in the cabin suddenly went out, and it was pitch black in front of me.

Luo Yiyi was slightly shocked in her heart, the god of bad luck will not be with her forever, she will not be so unlucky to encounter any air crashes, if this is the case, wouldn't the willfulness and recklessness of the eighteen-year-old become the one thing she regrets the most in her life?!

Just as the corners of Luo Yiyi's mouth curved slightly to reveal a self-deprecating and bitter smile, a powerful big hand suddenly grabbed her wrist, and then the strength of that big hand became stronger and stronger, as if it was about to crush Luo Yiyi's wrist, which made her frown.

Just when Luo Yiyi subconsciously wanted to pull her hand out of the big hand that was too strong, she felt two thin and moist lips sticking to the metacarpal joint of her thumb, and before her hand could make any movement, a sharp pain rushed from the metacarpal joint of her thumb to her brain like a lightning bolt, and then quickly spread throughout her body.

Someone actually bit her hand?!

Neuropathy!

Luo Yiyi tried hard to free her hand, but the big hand that was holding him tighter and harder, and the teeth seemed to have sunk into the flesh of her palm, and she could feel a warm liquid flowing through her palm.

Luo Yiyi gasped and felt his entire spine tingle.

Suddenly, Luo Yiyi thought of a phobia that many people will have—claustrophobia.

Could it be that this person who bit her suffers from claustrophobia?!

Forget it, being bitten is better than watching a good person faint in front of you.

Luo Yiyi endured the pain in his hand and no longer struggled.

About two minutes later, the lights in the cabin came back on, and at the same time, her bitten hand was finally freed.

Luo Yiyi took a deep breath and raised his eyes to look at the person who had bitten him.

The one who bit her was a man, it should be a Chinese man, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose bridge, sharp edges and corners, and an absolutely superior skin.

It's just that the paleness on the man's face and the fear in his deep dark eyes that haven't yet dissipated revealed his uneasiness just now, and the bloodshot on the corner of his mouth proves that he is the one who bit her just now.

"You... Are you alright?" Luo Yiyi asked with a frown.

Jing Zhichen glanced at Luo Yiyi, who was in pain, and then his eyes fell on her hand again, there was a row of deep tooth marks on the back of her hand and palm, and the bright blood color came out drop by drop, dripping on her red long skirt, and there were traces of the news.

Obviously, it was his masterpiece.

Raising his eyes, Jing Zhichen looked at Luo Yiyi, "Are your hands okay?"

Luo Yiyi lowered her head and pulled the corners of her mouth helplessly, her eyes inadvertently fell on the obsidian cufflinks on Jing Zhichen's cuffs, which revealed endless low-key luxury, and the light of the texture almost flashed to Luo Yiyi's eyes, she looked up at Jing Zhichen again with some discomfort, at this time the emotions in his eyes had all changed, but in an instant, the fear and anxiety in his eyes had disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by an unknowable deep and domineering momentum, like a pool of deep water, seemingly undisturbed, but like a sunshine projection, the heart of the wave flashed slightly, the light was like electricity, and it suddenly pointed directly at people's hearts, making people dare not force their eyes。

This glance made Luo Yiyi believe that the man in front of him was by no means an ordinary person.

Leaning back in the chair, Luo Yiyi no longer paid attention to the man next to her, because she believed that this man must be fine.

Jing Zhichen looked at Luo Yiyi, who closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he got up and left his seat.

Feeling the man's departure, Luo Yiyi showed a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, and continued to fake sleep to relieve the pain in his hands.

A few minutes later, Luo Yiyi felt his injured hand being grabbed again, but it was extremely gentle.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was the man just now.

Does he want to help her with her wounds?

"No, I'll do it myself. ”

Luo Yiyi subconsciously wanted to break free, but the man suddenly pulled her wrist as hard as he did just now.

"Don't move, or I can't guarantee that I won't get worse and worse. ”

In the face of the man's strength and domineering, Luo Yiyi raised her eyebrows very unpleasantly, but her hand was originally bitten by him, so let him deal with it if he likes to deal with it.

Closing his eyes, Luo Yiyi continued to pretend to sleep.

A few minutes later, the wound on Luo Yiyi's hand was treated, Jing Zhichen looked at Luo Yiyi, who had been pretending to sleep, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and then the corners of his lips raised slightly.

"That's it. ”

"Hmm. Luo Yiyi didn't open his eyes.

"Aren't you going to say 'thank you'?"

"You didn't say 'I'm sorry,' did you?"

Jing Zhichen raised his eyebrows, the three words 'sorry' have never existed in his life, but the only person who dares to ask him to say the three words 'sorry' is Luo Yiyi so far.

Heh!

Ignoring the man next to him, Luo Yiyi opened his eyes sideways and stared out of the porthole, taking a deep breath.

What are you doing at the moment?

For six years, your night was my day, your day was my night, and now, I want to return to your world and spend the same day and night with you.

Luo Yiyi smiled slightly, his body was not moving, and his heart was already far away.