Ling Yixi's heart tightened, she clenched the mobile phone in her hand, [Ah Chi, what's wrong with you? What's uncomfortable? 】

The other party has not responded for a long time.

Her heart tightened.

It just so happened that the boss packed the snail noodles for her, and Wen Bangling and the others were also urging her to hurry up and go home.

"Here we are." She carried a bag of snail flour and responded to Wen Bangning and the others.

She hurriedly put the phone in her bag, and she didn't send another message until the screen went black automatically.

Everyone is on a different road, in the south, south, west, and west directions of the intersection.

Fang Yichao out of gentlemanly demeanor, he offered to send Ling Yixi home.

Yu Xiangheng was a dog, and he walked straight away without looking back.

He didn't mean to send Wen Bangning home.

Fang Yichao hurriedly pulled his boss back: "Brother Heng, don't you send Brother Ning?" ”

Yu Xiangheng glanced at Wen Wanning, who had been standing in place as soon as he arrived at the crossroads, and said in a light tone: "She has feet, won't she walk back by herself?" How big an adult is to send it. ”

It's really a straight man. Fang Yichao was embarrassed.

When Wen Bangning heard this, Tie Blushed, turned around and left.

"Brother Ning." Fang Yichao wanted to stop her, but the other party didn't pay attention to him at all.

He had no choice but to let Yu Xiangheng wait for a while, and then went to chase Wen Bangning: "Brother Ning, Brother Heng is like that, with a knife mouth and a tofu heart." ”

Wen Bangning's face was expressionless, "Oh." "What does Yu Xiangheng do to her.

Seeing that Wen Bangning had no intention of stopping, he ran back to persuade Yu Xiangheng.

"Boss, Brother Ning is also a girl, so you can send her."

Seeing Fang Yichao's heartbroken appearance for them, Yu Xiangheng nodded.

For the sake of my brother's face, I reluctantly sent her back.

If you don't agree, it's your brother who is tired.

He took a long step and caught up with Wen Bangning in three steps and one step.

Wen Wanning moved a few steps away with a straight face, deliberately estranged from him.

Yu Xiangheng silently approached a little, and when he reached a certain distance, he stopped and didn't get any closer. He was keeping his distance from her, not letting others misunderstand.

And Fang Yichao watched them go away with relief like an old mother.

Ling Yixi was stunned, "Why are you so insistent on asking Brother Heng to send Brother Ning back?" ”

She didn't understand, it was none of Fang Yichao's business, why did he care.

Fang Yichao pushed her head melon seeds.

"Because your brother and I are a very good person." He said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "You can't let Brother Ning's little girl walk at night." ”

In fact, he felt that the boss of his family and Brother Ning were a strange match, and he was deliberately matching them.

As for why he thinks so, it may be because of what happened today, seeing the photos in the news.

His boss is hugging Brother Ning tightly.

"Of course, you are also a little girl, I am a boy, I have the responsibility not to let you walk at night, I want to protect you." His eyes lit up, reflecting the other person's appearance.

"It's the same thing for Brother Heng Ningge, that's why I'm nosy."

Fang Yichao's words, especially the sentence "I want to protect you", made Ling Yixi's deer bump into each other.

She looked at Fang Yichao obsessively, and the feeling of heat surged up from the soles of her feet.

"Hey, why are you blushing, little girl?" Fang Yichao noticed the hot gaze from her, and turned his head to look at him with a red face.

His handsome face got closer and closer, and he reached out to pinch Ling Yixi's little face, wanting to test the temperature, wondering if her cheeks were red because of the heat.

As a result, Ling Yixi hurriedly took a few steps back, turned his face away, and didn't look directly at him again.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." She hurriedly waved her hand, "Fang Yichao, it's getting late, let's hurry home." ”

Fang Yichao nodded, took the snail flour packaging bag from her hand with one hand and helped her carry it, and grabbed her arm with the other hand and walked forward.

He gripped the other's arm, feeling like he had been clenching his hand into a fist.

She's really, really, skinny.

The arms were so slender that they didn't seem to hold her at all.