Chapter Fifty-Four: Night Attack on the Ink Dyeing Pavilion (2

"Are you sure you're okay?" Looking at the flush on Mo Liangwei's face, as if it had reached the root of his ears, Gu Hancheng still asked with some unease.

"That's right, Weiwei, why are you suddenly so red?" Fang Wei on the side also noticed the strange look on Mo Liangwei's face, and he also opened his mouth with some concern.

casually took Mo Liangwei's slender hand and began to take the pulse: "Hmm... The pulse is normal. ”

Immediately after, Gu Hancheng saw Fang Wei unexpectedly caress Mo Liangwei's smooth forehead, and the chill in his eyes was full of displeasure.

"Strange... Weiwei, your head is not hot, why is your face so red? Then Fang Wei walked to the side of the window and stretched out his hand: "It's not very hot tonight."

Facing Fang Wei's persistence, Mo Liangwei was a little embarrassed for a while, she put her hands on her face and said casually: "Maybe I feel a little hot..."

"No, I'll have to listen to your heartbeat, in case something happens to be treated while I'm here." Fang Wei still felt that it was inappropriate after thinking about it, so he turned around and took out a stethoscope from his medical treasure box.

In the face of Fang Wei's enthusiasm, Mo Liangwei didn't know how to refuse, seeing that the end of Fang Wei's right hand was about to be pressed against Mo Liangwei's chest, and the next second, his right hand was clenched by the hand that suddenly stretched out.

"Cheng'er, what are you doing? What is your normal heartbeat? Looking at Gu Hancheng's deep and melancholy eyes, Fang Wei explained a little speechlessly.

"You don't have to test your heartbeat."

"Eh, yes, yes, Fang Wei, you don't need to test my heartbeat, I'm fine."

As Gu Hancheng's lips and eyes were clear, revealing a coldness that could not be ignored, Mo Liangwei also shook her hands and refused politely.

"Oh, am I a doctor or are you doctors?" Regardless of the shirk of the two people, Fang Wei directly put the stethoscope he was holding in his right hand against Mo Liangwei's chest, and listened back and forth in a small area.

"Weiwei, why is your heartbeat fast and slow." Feeling that Mo Liangwei's heart rhythm was a little irregular, Fang Wei turned to the lower position again, and Mo Liangwei couldn't help but start to be a little nervous.

The next moment, Fang Wei's hand was once again held by Gu Hancheng's slender hand, and he moved away from the position on Mo Liangwei's chest, Fang Wei didn't react at first, until Gu Hancheng's dark eyes motioned for him to place his gaze on Mo Liangwei's chest.

"Oh, Mo Liangwei is sick," Yan San on the ground on the side saw everything in his eyes, and then said loudly like a finishing touch: "She's obviously shy."

didn't expect Yan San to say this sentence directly, and the flush on Mo Liangwei's original face that had faded returned to the root of her ears in an instant.

"Miss Mo, why are you shy?" Cheng Tezhu, a professional melon-eater, sat down beside Mo Liangwei: "Miss Mo, is it because our boss personally gave you medicine~"

Facing everyone's smile at her aunt who had eaten, Mo Liangwei couldn't bear the embarrassment, and her slender hand put on her forehead and blocked her cheek.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Looking at Mo Liangwei's figure of fleeing in a hurry, the corners of Gu Hancheng's thin lips raised an extremely shallow smile.

At about 10 o'clock in the evening, Xue Siyuan came out of the Azure Bar and walked alone on the brightly lit street, in fact, she didn't drink much, but she just felt that walking like this was a little elegant.

A cool breeze blew, like a soft hand brushing her white and red cheeks, and her misty paulownia hair floated one after another as she stood on tiptoe, exuding a charming fragrance.

When he was about to cross the street, the heels of the thin black high heels under his feet were hollow or something, and they were so upright that they sank into the iron frame on the road with some black manhole covers.

Xue Siyuan tried to raise her legs to exert force, as if she couldn't kick the shoes out, Xue Siyuan had no choice but to throw the handbag in her hand to the side, and then straightened out the hem of her skirt and squatted down to use it to hold it up.

"Didi—"

There was the sound of the horn of the oncoming vehicle behind him, and Xue Siyuan glanced back a little embarrassedly and continued to hold the high heels under his feet.

Then several cars came, and Xue Siyuan's original beauty of drinking some wine was about to disappear, and she knew that she wouldn't wear certain shoes to go out today.

Xue Siyuan was a little more and more irritable in her heart, and there was a constant urging whistle behind her at this time, and the sound of horns one after another seemed so irritable at this moment.

"Drip-drip-"

Xue Siyuan began to feel angry next to the constant urging of the vehicle, and pulled her right foot out of her high heels and turned around and walked towards the vehicle behind her.

"Wait a minute, my shoes have fallen into the iron rack, if you're in a hurry, drive somewhere else."

Knocking lightly on the car window twice, Xue Siyuan suppressed the irritability in her heart, and still smiled and apologized to the car behind her.

Immediately, Xue Siyuan tiptoed to the position where her high heels were stuck, squatted down and continued to find a way to save her beloved high heels.

Who knew that the vehicle behind him actually honked its horn again at this moment, Xue Siyuan's temper couldn't bear it anymore, and he turned around and walked towards the white vehicle with anger in his eyes, and the hair that was naturally scattered on his shoulders was rising and falling wantonly because of anger.

"What are you urging! Can't you take a detour?! The road in the world, your house is open, you have to fight with me as a woman. ”

Xue Siyuan's irritable tone unceremoniously showed her dissatisfaction with the owner, thinking that the vehicle would take a detour after a few low shouts.

"What's the matter, the bar is up?" I don't know if the owner of the car did it on purpose, but when Xue Siyuan leaned in front of the car, a crisp and piercing whistle was suddenly pressed by the person sitting inside.

knocked twice on the white car in front of her, Xue Siyuan was really angry, stood in front of others, knocked on the closed window several times, Xue Siyuan couldn't see what the people inside looked like: "Get out of the car."

At this moment, Xue Siyuan was holding back a belly of anger in her heart, and her attitude of speaking between her words was irresistible cold, dare to provoke me, right? Look how I'll cripple you when you get out of the car.

Xue Siyuan silently resented in her heart: "You have the ability to get out of the car, don't be cowardly."

Xue Siyuan's angry chest was filled with forbearance and displeasure, but the people in the car did not get down for a long time. After a while, Xue Siyuan couldn't help frowning slightly.

"You're in luck." Dropping a sentence in a cold tone, Xue Siyuan still decided that the most important thing was to save her high heels first.

……

"Xue Siyuan."

A man's familiar voice suddenly sounded behind his ears, and Xue Siyuan didn't have to guess to know that the person who came must be Qi Chen, because Qi Chen's timbre would always reveal cynicism and debauchery that could not be ignored.

"Why are you here?" Xue Siyuan, who had just squatted down to concentrate on studying her high heels, didn't notice where Qi Chen came from, and instead looked at him with doubts in his eyes.

"Your house is driving the road, I can't cross it?" While Qi Chen said this, Xue Siyuan only felt familiar, a bit like his own tone.

"Cut~" What responded to him was Xue Siyuan's completely indifferent coldness.

"High heels got in?"

"Or you think I'm looking for here?" Xue Siyuan unceremoniously replied to the man who asked knowingly years ago, with a look of displeasure on her face.

"Would you like to consider begging me?" Qi Chen's handsome and charming peach blossom eyes flashed with a cunning essence, and he squatted on the ground with Xue Siyuan and said, "Please, I'll help you." ”

Xue Siyuan then turned her head sideways and glanced at him indifferently, under her slender eyelashes, a pair of dark eyes were a chill that hit people's hearts, and finally she lowered her head indifferently and continued to hold up her high heels: "You stay there, I'm busy, I don't have time to talk to you."

The woman before meeting studied for a long time and didn't see any loosening of the high heels, Qi Chen's thin pink lips skimmed down disdainfully: "Go away, little brother can barely help you."

The slender hand snatched the high heels held in Xue Siyuan's hands, and Qi Chen only felt that the high heels were too difficult to take. "Hey, it's okay, you, no, I'll pull it out." Feeling that Qi Chen was also a little struggling, Xue Siyuan was very worried that her beloved high heels would be ruined in one fell swoop.

"Who says I can't do it? Wait and see, one, two, three! ”

As Qi Chen opened his mouth, Xue Siyuan looked at the high heels lifted by Qi Chen with an indifferent expression.

"Look, take it out." The tone of his voice was full of pride, Xue Siyuan pointed to his heel a little helplessly, and the high heels that fell directly into the iron frame became heelless.

"Tell me, what should I do? Well?! Speaking of the black "heelless shoes", Xue Siyuan's cold face was full of anger.

Qi Chen scratched his head twice in embarrassment: "Alas, it's okay, I'll wear it, you will wear the new style next year in advance, how beautiful it is."

"Then you tell me how to wear it?! Well?! The heelless shoes in his hand shook casually a few times in front of Qi Chen's eyes, and Xue Si felt sad and angry from the bottom of his heart.

"Oh, isn't that easy?" As he spoke, Qi Chen suddenly leaned down and took off the black high heels on Xue Siyuan's left foot, and the next moment, I saw him pick up the tips of the black high heels, and then slammed the high heels on the stone-shaped flower bed on the side......

(Ink Dyeing Pavilion)

Same as last time, Gu Hancheng and Mo Liangwei were in the same room, Fang Wei and Cheng Te assisted in sleeping on the sofa, and as for Yan San, they just slept on the ground.

Mo Liangwei curled up, sleeping motionless on Gu Hancheng's soft and spacious bed.

Gu Hancheng sat on the edge of the bed, the bright moonlight projection outlined his beautiful side face, staring at the stunning woman sleeping on the bed, Gu Hancheng's deep and melancholy eyes flashed with a little tenderness.

The bedroom door was softly pushed open, making a small creaking sound.

Fang Wei looked at the man sitting on the edge of the bed in front of him, his face was cold, and his eyes signaled that Gu Hancheng could make a move.