chapter22

She shrugged her shoulders and didn't think about it, and continued to walk down to close the door, but when she reached the last floor, her feet were like grease, and the person slid straight back, but fortunately she reacted quickly enough to reach out and grab the handrail of the stairs, and sat down heavily on her ass.

In a panic, Ren Zhen touched his chest, and the back of his head was numb, if he didn't catch it, he would probably open the scoop.

She spun around her slightly twisted waist with her hands, and when she withdrew her hand, her fingers accidentally crossed the steps, and the feeling was wet and sticky. She looked down, a few fingers shiny and couldn't tell what was on it, she then leaned in and sniffed, almond eyes widened... Olive oil?!

She took a closer look at the steps, and the entire floor was full of people!

Ren Zhenqi is terrible, who has such a bad conscience and doesn't care about people's lives or deaths?

She just wanted to stand up with her hands propped up, but the needle prick at her ankle hurt her heart, and it turned out to be another ass squat.

"Damn!" Ren really smashed the ground, is this not coming at her?!

After relieving for a while, she stood up cautiously with the pain, limped to the door, looked back and forth, but did not find a ghost.

The wind at the door blew her head and hurt, she closed the door angrily and locked it from the inside, and then endured to turn back to the second floor and sit on the sofa and take off her shoes, her ankles were already slightly red and swollen and became more and more painful.

Ren Zhen frowned tightly, and hissed over and over again.

The play couldn't be sung, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and was about to move the rescuers over, but the phone rang around, and either no one answered or couldn't get through.

Ren Zhen threw the phone aside, and her two heels fluttered, but the injured place hit the corner of the table again, and she almost jumped up and lifted the table in pain.

In the forest not far downstairs, Feng Manbai and Xu Nuonuo, who was holding a bottle of olive oil in their hands, were hugging happily.

Xu Nuonuo couldn't straighten up with a smile: "Hahaha... Look at the down-and-out look she just now, she's really going to laugh at me! like a fool. ”

Feng Manbai pursed her lips and laughed: "Her feet, she can't recover in a month and a half, look at how she still goes on stage." ”

Xu Nuonuo put away his smile, turned around and rolled his eyes in the direction of the glass room: "That's it, call her a rampant, dead girl who doesn't know the height of the sky!

Feng Manbai breathed a long sigh of relief: "I can't get it, and she can't think about it!"

……

Lu Cong was absent-minded throughout the birthday banquet, kept pressing his mobile phone to watch it over and over again, and then he couldn't sit still, so he said hello to his buddies and left.

Before leaving, the buddy jokingly asked him if he was in love, and he almost blurted out yes, but fortunately he held back, because after all, he didn't.

When Lu Cong returned to the glass room, it was already dark, but the glass room was as bright as day, and the corners of Lu Cong's mouth were hooked and he smiled, and he was in a very good mood.

Ren Zhengang forcibly wiped the olive oil off the stairs at that time, worried that he would step on it again if Lu Cong came back. But it's not certain when Lu Cong will come back, all she is lonely, helpless, pitiful, depressed, hungry...

The hungry insects in her stomach have raised flags to protest countless times, but she also said that she is helpless...

Ren Zhen: Is this the day that is going to kill me?

She suddenly pointed to the sky angrily and poked her fingers, her eyes rolled and rolled, and her mouth was still chattering: "Poke your backbone, poke your backbone..."

This scene happened to be bumped into by Lu Cong, who had just come up.

Lu Cong: "......"

What can I do with such a product?

When he looked again, the man's shoes had been taken off, and his socks had been taken off and he was sitting on the sofa, was he planning to sleep here tonight?

He was looking at each other blankly, Ren Zhen suddenly sniffed, did he hallucinate when he was hungry? Why did he smell the smell of fried chicken?

So he rolled his eyes and withdrew his hand to look in front of him, stood up with a frightened whimper, and then flipped straight to the back of the sofa with a weak foot.

Lu Cong threw away the fried chicken in his hand with a spirit, and wanted to catch her, but he was still a step too late when the distance was too far, and the person was already in a position where his feet were falling into the sky.

Fortunately, there was a thick blanket behind the sofa, and it didn't fall out of the way.

Ren Zhen had an expression on his face that I had lost hope in life, and he gave up on himself and lay down like that, from the bottom...... looked up at Lu Cong and sighed, "You're back." ”

Lu Cong made it possible to make his smile look better, walked over and hugged the person horizontally without waiting for the other party's reaction, the incident happened suddenly, Ren Zhen subconsciously wrapped his neck, and buried his head in the crook of his arm, the faint body fragrance on his body smelled very clearly at this time, and Ren Zhen's two ears burned all at once.

The hot breath that she exhaled evenly from her nose tickled Lu Cong's neck, and her heart felt like it was about to jump out faster and faster, and he took two quick steps to put her on the sofa, worried that she would feel her nervousness if she took a slower step.

He sat down beside her, and just as he was about to say something, he noticed a large red and swollen patch on her ankle.

"What's wrong with your feet?" he picked up Ren Zhen's feet and hugged them on his legs, but he didn't dare to move.

Ren Zhen ruffled his hair, and when he asked, he quickly withdrew his feet, and hesitated: "No, it's okay." ”

She thought about it for a moment at that time, except for Feng Manbai, I was afraid that no one would dare to be so unscrupulous in Lu Cong's territory.

She wanted to tell Lu Cong a lot, but she didn't want to do too much, there were enough things between him and Feng Manbai, so she didn't want to block him anymore.

Lu Cong grabbed her little thin leg and forced it back on his leg: "What the hell is going on? It's swollen like this! Why didn't you call them!"

The little grievance pouted and whispered: "I called, but they didn't answer, I guess they were all busy." ”

Lu Cong reacted, and was immediately full of jealousy: "Then why didn't you call me?!"

The little grievance is pitiful: "I thought you were celebrating your classmate's birthday, so I didn't fight." ”

"Is it important to have you on your birthday?!" he asked urgently.

Ren Zhen: "......"

Most afraid, the air is suddenly quiet.

Lu Cong coughed twice: "I mean there are birthdays every year." ”

Ren Zhen: "......"

I always felt that something was wrong with this, but I couldn't say it.

"I'm really fine, aren't you coming back, I just came down the stairs and accidentally twisted it, I'm stupid, what can I do. ”

……

In order to divert Lu Cong's attention, Ren Zhen pointed to the fried chicken on the ground and looked at it with a blank look: "I want to eat." ”

Lu Cong glanced at it, and just threw it too hard, and the fried chicken fell out a lot: "It's dirty, I'll buy it again in a while." ”

Ren Zhen still leaned over: "It doesn't matter, you don't get sick if you don't eat it cleanly, and besides, this place doesn't look too dirty, you can pick it up and wipe it and eat it." ”

Lu Cong: "......"

It's going to be hungry for something.

Lu Cong put the separate bag that fell on the ground, and pushed the bucket clean in front of Ren Zhen: "Eat." ”

Ren Zhen's arm crossed the chicken bucket, reached into the bag and took out a piece, blew it with his mouth and began to eat.

Lu Cong wrinkled his eyebrows slightly and smiled faintly.

After that, he was afraid that she would continue to eat, so he took the bag farther away, Ren Zhen snorted, stood up and snatched the bag back, watching him have a wicked smile on his lips for two seconds, and shaking his hand, the dirty inside the bag and the clean in the bucket instantly mixed together.

Throwing the bag, she picked up the bucket again and shook it, and now no one could tell which was clean and which was dirty.

Lu Cong looked at her and swallowed his throat: Why are you so troubled?

"Eat. She put the bucket back on the table: "That's fair." ”

It was already late after eating the fried chicken, Lu Cong cleaned up the table, put on his coat and took her bag in his hand: "Let's go, I'll send you back." ”

He put the bag on his chest and went to the dressing table to pull out his mobile phone, Ren Zhen had already put on his shoes and stood up, but found that his ankle had not been forced, and it suddenly hurt even more than just now.

She couldn't hold back a hiss.

Lu Cong hurriedly came over and squatted down to check: "Buy some medicine and go back to spray it later." ”

His fingers were pinched on her ankles, and the cold feeling seeped into her skin quite comfortably.

Ren Zhen turned his ankle and looked down: "No, there is a dormitory." ”

Lu Cong nodded, turned his back and still squatted: "Come up." ”

Ren Zhen swallowed his throat with his hand in his coat pocket, and he didn't dare to bend down, and said in a low voice: "I can do it myself." ”

Lu Cong turned his head in that posture, with a strange look in his eyes: "It's not that I haven't memorized it." ”

He said an understatement, but Ren Zhen's whole face suddenly turned red as if it were bloodshot, and the white weaving lamp fell from the top of her head brightly, and Lu Cong could see it clearly.

Ren Zhen: The world is so big and there are so many people, why did I choose his back to jump up again and again.

Thinking about the person, he honestly lay down on Lu Cong's back.

This is the first time he has carried her seriously, without oolong, without panic.

On the way back, the two of them didn't talk much, and they didn't know where to go, so they walked quietly like that.

The rain was light, but I still had to hold an umbrella.

Ren Zhen held the umbrella with one hand, and in order to maintain balance, the other hand could only be wrapped around Lu Cong's chest.

There was silence under the umbrella, so quiet that it seemed that there was a megaphone at Lu Cong's feet, and every step was very loud.

In order to divert his attention, Ren Zhen forced himself to think of something else, but after thinking about it, the central idea could not escape the word Lu Cong.

After a while, Lu Cong said in a low voice: "Are you tired of holding an umbrella?"

Ren Zhen reflexively sighed, and quickly replied: "I'm not tired, I'm tired when you carry me." ”

Lu Cong hooked the corners of his mouth, and he didn't feel tired at all: "I'm not tired, you have been very light since you were a child." ”

When the words fell, there was only the sound of footsteps between the two of them.

Ren Zhen kept reminding himself to tighten his body along the way, so that Lu Cong would be a little more relaxed.

It was the first time she had really felt his strength and the body temperature on his body, and she had always mistaken him for a river before, so she had never paid close attention to those.

Suddenly, I still like the feeling of being on his back, which is very down-to-earth.

The two of them have been talking with each other, and it feels like they usually have to walk for half an hour, but today it seems that it only took less than ten minutes to arrive.

Then one didn't want to let go, and the other didn't want to come down.