He was so tall that Meng Yier stood on tiptoe and stretched out her arms, which were just above his head.

Meng Yi'er stood on tiptoe, stretched her arms hard, and struggled to put the mask on for her, just as she was about to tie the strap behind her, probably tiptoeing caused her center of gravity to be unstable, and her body staggered, and she was about to fall.

Yan Yichen quickly stretched out his big hand, wrapped his vigorous and powerful arms around her slender waist, and fished her back, and Meng Yier threw herself into the man's arms gorgeously.

Meng Yi'er's fair and delicate little face instantly turned crimson, and the head buried in his chest could clearly hear his powerful heartbeat.

She was slightly stunned for a moment, raised her eyes in embarrassment to look at his deep and dark eyes, and said angrily:

"You're too tall for me to reach ......"

Yan Yichen was slightly stunned, then hooked his lips, and his eyes as dark as the night sky flashed with a shallow smile.

Meng Yi'er's hands tightened in the evening, and then she was already lifted up by her.

"Ah......h

His sudden movements frightened Meng Yi'er, she screamed, and instinctively climbed onto Yan Yichen's shoulder, for fear of being thrown off by him.

"What do you do?" Meng Yi'er lowered her eyes, looked shy, and looked at him suspiciously.

Then, I looked around, for fear of being discovered.

That little appearance is really no different from being a thief.

The corners of Yan Yichen's lips rose, and a low and sexy voice slowly broke into her eardrum.

"Is that enough?"

Meng Yi'er was slightly stunned, he was actually looking at his cold and waveless face for this reason, but at this moment it was overflowing with gentle ridicule, soft and unlikely, Meng Yi'er was stunned for a moment.

"Do you want to bring that thing for me?"

Looking at Meng Yi'er, who was stunned, Yan Yichen chuckled.

Meng Yi'er came back to her senses and smiled brightly at him.

This time, she was picked up by Yan Yichen high, and she easily tied the mask for him.

The mask obscures the man's nose and mouth, revealing only a pair of deep eyes that are as bright as peach blossoms, and long eyelashes. Even though most of the area of his face is covered by a mask, his arrogant and independent noble and elegant temperament can't stop it, and people passing by can't help but look back twice.

"Alright...... Put me down. ”

Feeling the struggle of the person in his arms, Yan Yichen finally reluctantly put her down.

Meng Yi'er stood still, took two steps back, her starry eyes glowed, looked at Yan Yichen seriously, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Damn, is this man a demon?

Such a cheap and shoddy mask on his body, how can it be so good-looking? It also adds a touch of mystery that makes people want to get closer.

"Not bad! It's still so handsome with a mask. ”

This girl actually praised her?!

He's not dreaming, right?

Yan Yichen's thin lips hooked, his ink-like eyes pursed a faint and warm smile, and his low and cold voice sounded slowly.

"That's what I'm obsessed with?"

Meng Yi'er blew her eyes shyly and did not speak.

Yan Yichen's low laughter came, "Isn't this unfair?" ”

Meng Yi'er raised her eyes and looked over, with a hint of doubt and surprise in her eyes.

"What's unfair?"

Yan Yichen pointed to the mask on his face, "This, you didn't wear it, only I wore it, isn't it a little unfair." ”