Although she is very grateful to him for saving herself, but men and women can't kiss her, so she can't let him hold her like this all the time.

What's more, under his gaze, she felt her heart beating faster and faster......

"Ahem." Zhan Jiutian came back to his senses from his gaffe, coughed lightly, and answered seriously,

"Yes."

"......" is warm. This man, oh, how can he still behave so coldly at such a time? She was convinced.

After Zhan Jiutian agreed, he slowly supported her waist and helped her to stand firmly, before he reluctantly withdrew his hand, put his hand behind his back like a cold gentleman, raised his chin slightly, and asked lightly, "Are you okay?" After receiving the soft residual warmth of the hand behind him, he was reluctant to let go, but he had to let go, and his heartbeat was still intense, but he forced himself to ask calmly.

"I'm fine." Wen Wen pursed her lips and quietly lowered her head to hide the abnormal flush on her face.

Inexplicable nervousness, inexplicable heartbeat, inexplicable overwhelm...... Almost overwhelmed her.

"Hmm." Zhan Jiutian answered, his eyes were still staring at her, but when he saw that she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at herself, she couldn't help but wrinkle her eyebrows and asked,

"Am I that scary?" Back to the previous question. Nuan Fei looked up, looked at him, blinked his eyes, shook his head quickly, and said anxiously, "No, it's not terrible." "No one in a position of authority wants anyone to be afraid of him, they want respect and love.

Warmth is also a good student who has read ancient history, and I have read a lot of history books, wild history, etc., the techniques of those emperors and generals in ancient times, not to mention the plenum, at least I understand.

The man in front of him, in ancient times, was definitely a big man like the regent who leaned towards the government and the opposition!

How could a character like him like someone else be afraid of him?

"If you're not afraid, why hide." Zhan Jiutian asked in a cool voice, as if he didn't intend to listen to her inappropriate answer, and after asking, he stretched out his long arm to take a bottle of wine from the wine rack, turned around, and strode towards the door.

His back is cold and dignified, resolute, giving people the illusion of being angry.

"......" was warm and confused, and he didn't know where he was messing with this master. What a cold and tsundere guy!

Tucao returned to complaining, and Wen Wen saw him walking towards the door of the wine cellar, and while chasing after him, he asked, "Ninth Master, have you chosen the wine?" Are we going out...... Belch. She walked in a hurry, and one of them bumped into his back without noticing.

My nose was bruised and hurt, and I covered it and pinched it, so painful that I wanted tears to fall. Zhan Jiutian saw that she was suddenly silent, and when he looked back, he saw that she was holding her mouth and pinching her nose, looking like she wanted to cry without tears, and she pretended to open her eyes and talk nonsense to Fang Cai

The appearance of "not afraid of him" is completely different. I don't know if it was her ugly appearance that amused him, or if she was really pleasing him, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled slightly.

"Don't want to go out?" The tone of the slight rhetorical question was obviously teasing her. I didn't hear the warmth at all, my head shook like a rattle, and I said hurriedly: "It's not ......" Before he finished speaking, he touched the smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

It was like the first time she had seen him smile! Is...... Mrs. is amazing! Zhan Jiutian saw her looking at herself in surprise, feeling her abnormality, frowned, put away her smile suddenly, turned around seriously, and continued to walk towards the door.

"......" Nuan blinked, staring at his back in a daze. He's laughing, isn't he?

He seemed to be more handsome when he smiled...... The wine cellar is an induction door, and it will open automatically as long as you walk to the door, but Zhan Jiutian has already walked to the door, and the door still doesn't move.

He couldn't help but furrow his brows, his hands clenched into fists, and the hand holding the bottle clenched.