At this point, he will be responsible for her, not only for her innocence, but also for his.

Hearing this, Murong Jinran looked at Zhai Mo Zixiao expressionlessly, half loud, without any reaction, just looked at him blankly, as if he was treated as air, unable to touch or see.

Regarding Murong Jinran's reaction, Zhai Mo Zixiao didn't think about it before saying this, so Murong's reaction was normal for him, and therefore, even if she reacted like this, it couldn't affect him anything.

Instead, he looked at Murong with a more gentle and pious attitude, "This young lady, I'm sorry to meet you in this way, but please believe in my sincerity, about this accident, everything I Zhai Mo Zixiao said is serious, and I am also serious about being responsible for this matter, so please don't regard my words as perfunctory, okay?"

This time, Murong Jinran didn't treat him as air anymore, and put his eyes on Zhai Mo Zixiao's body again, looking at him and said lightly: "No need...... Even if you want to find the person in charge of this matter, then, that person will not be him who is also a victim.

Because during the time when Murong Jinran was in a daze just now, she tried to recall everything that happened last night, but with little effect. She didn't even know how she got out of the bar last night.

However, no matter how she thought about it, she couldn't classify the person in front of her as a gangster, so in the end, there was only one possibility, and that was that he was also a victim.

The only surviving relationship between one victim and another victim is the harm they have suffered together, and this injury is the last thing Murong wants to remember now, and aside from this shallow relationship, she has nothing to do with him. And the rest, she didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore!

After speaking, Murong Jinran wanted to go to the bathroom to wash his body, but now he doesn't know if it's because of sweat or because of his own cleanliness habits, in short, it's sticky and uncomfortable.

But helplessly, wrapped in a sheet, as soon as her feet touched the ground, she fell to the ground because of the weakness of her legs, and even Zhai Mozixiao on the side did not pick her up after reacting.

I only heard a muffled sound, and I saw Murong Jinran lying on the carpet with a painful face.

Seeing this, Zhai Mozixiao didn't dare to delay Murong from the ground at all, and after helping him to the bed and sitting back down, he was anxious to check if Murong was injured, but when his right hand was about to reach out to the sheet that fell at Murong's feet, Murong stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Don't worry, I just want to see if you get hurt from the fall. When I looked up, I saw her with a panicked expression. Zhai Mozixiao's heart was gloomy, it seemed that her sense of self-defense was really not ordinary, he just wanted to see if he had fallen his knee or twisted his ankle just now, but looking at her expression, he thought that he was going to use force on her.

"No, no, no ......" The unhurried tone made her, who should be strangers to each other, unexpectedly hear the worry in his tone, for this recognition of herself, Murong Jinran's heart became even more flustered, and immediately waved her hand, indicating that she was fine.

But such a anxious explanation is seen by Zhai Mozixiao as she doesn't want to communicate more with him, in other words, she rejects him in her heart~

Narrowing his eyes that lost their luster in an instant, "Are you going to the bathroom?"

"Uh, yes. Murong Jinran frowned, her intention was so obvious, she just got up just now, she didn't expect him to know where she was going, isn't this person capable of mind reading?

"Ah......h

Just as Murong Jinran was thinking wildly, Zhai Mo Zixiao, who was originally standing on the side of the bed and looking at her condescendingly, was suddenly picking her up and walking towards the bathroom.

"Then, that, please let me down......"

Zhai Mo Zixiao, who didn't react to Murong Jinran's words at all, walked straight forward with her in her arms according to her own thoughts, although it was only a few steps from the position of the bed to the bathroom.

"Well, I can walk on my own. Although they already had intimate contact, Murong Jinran was still not used to being held in his arms by strangers like this.