Xia Weimian leaned into the other party's arms, and she knew that she had completely distanced herself from that group of crazy fans.

This has happened once, and the last time the fans of Tianye Hua Tan rushed into the song to settle accounts with Xia Weimian.

And this time, in the commercial performance, she was recognized, and when Xia Weimian and Sumeru got on the elevator on the ninth floor of the Times Mall, she was followed by a group of crazy fans.

At this time, she was carried into the darkness, and Xia Weimian looked up to see that she was led into the stairs of the emergency passage.

There are no lights until there is a fire in the mall, and few people go down such a dimly lit staircase.

As darkness fell, Xia Weimian blinked, her eyes lost focus, and she couldn't see anything in her sight.

"Put me down." Xia Weimian said loudly, her voice extremely calm.

Yeyao let go of the hand that held Xia Weimian, and after her feet fell to the ground, she instinctively stepped back.

However, Yeyao took her hand, and in the darkness, his fingers touched the skin on Xia Weimian's forearm.

Xia Weimian screamed "hiss".

The group of fans just now was extremely heavy, and her arms and thighs had already been twisted red.

Nightshade's action of touching her suddenly became gentle, and he lifted her hand and blew on it.

Xia Weimian was treated so meticulously by him, and her heart warmed.

However, when she thought that the other party was Lan Tang Yao, she still subconsciously kept her distance from Ye Yao.

Xia Weimian wanted to withdraw her hand from Yeyao's palm, but she moved, only to find that Yeyao didn't let go.

"Let me go." Xia Weimian whispered to him.

Nightshade heard her voice, and instead he took the girl into his arms.

If it weren't for the intermission during the commercial performance, he wouldn't have bumped into Xia Weimian in the mall and was thrown down by the group of fans wearing masks.

Thinking of that group of fans who no longer had a moral bottom line, Yeyao's heart burned with anger.

moved the group of people who moved Xia Weimian, he would make them all pay a terrible price!

Ye Yao lowered his head, one of his hands was on the back of Xia Weimian's head, he wanted to comfort her, but the girl in his arms struggled violently.

"Young Master Lantang, you don't have to hold me like this, I'm fine."

She was in his arms, calling the name of another person, Ye Yao's movements froze, and Xia Weimian quickly broke free from his embrace.

She folded her arms around her hands, turned sideways, and avoided Yeyao's gaze, and said to him:

"Please don't touch me again, it's a strange feeling."

Xia Weimian said to him, but as soon as she finished speaking, Yeyao grabbed her and pressed her into her arms.

She struggled, and the other man lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

His breath blended with her, and Xia Weimian's heart beat violently.

Why is Lan Tang Yao so much like Night Jue Xi?

Is it because they grew up together and kissed someone in such a similar way?

"Well, don't!"

Xia Weimian let out a low scream, she raised her hand and waved it at Ye Yao's face, she didn't hit his face, but knocked off the mask that covered half of his face.

"Bang!" With a thud, the metal mask fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Xia Weimian's fingers were numb and painful, and she stood in the dark, looking at the vague figure in front of her......