Meng Yi'er broke free from his arms, staring at Yan Yichen's face that seemed to be smiling at the moment, and whispered:

"What are you talking nonsense? Whoever is with you is a little couple. ”

"I'm not talking nonsense, it's what Miss Nurse said......"

Yan Yichen's face was innocent, and the more Meng Yi'er looked at his innocent eyes, the more angry she became, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Really?" ”

As she spoke, she quietly raised her right foot while she was unprepared, and stomped on Yan Yichen's left foot fiercely.

"Ah......h

The sudden pain in her feet made Yan Yichen scream, and finally withdrew her left hand that was tightly hugging her shoulder.

"You ......"

This girl is rough again!

The dark and dull eyes pouted with a shallow touch of anger, and it was fleeting, looking at her stubborn little face lightly.

The nurse put down the tools in her hand and glanced at the two of them, only to smile meaningfully as if they were flirting.

"Miss Meng, the hairball is better......

"Okay, thank you."

Meng Yi'er walked over and carefully picked up the hairball, gently stroking the top of its head, and her starry eyes glowed with a soft light.

"Maoqiu, okay, it doesn't hurt, my sister will take you home......"

Just a few steps away, a woman walked up to me holding a Samoyed. When he was about to pass by, the Samoyed suddenly screamed at Meng Yier for some reason, and the furball meowed twice, and the Samoyed pounced violently.

"Meow ......"

The furball screamed and broke free from Meng Yi'er's arms and escaped.

"Ah......h

Meng Yi'er's frightened face turned pale, screamed, and the whole person subconsciously retreated, suddenly falling behind him, and his body fell back unexpectedly.

At this moment, Meng Yier only had a feeling of horror and helplessness.

Messy again?!

Yan Yichen, who was behind him, instantly gasped, his face changed greatly, and he slammed over and hugged her unbalanced body.

The imaginary embarrassment of falling to the ground did not happen!

At the same time, he lifted his eyes, and suddenly met the man's dark deep eyes.

She watched as a trance-like white shadow lunged towards her, and then her waist tightened, and she bumped into a lean, strong chest.

After a whirlwind, she finally fell to the ground, but the imaginary pain was not, one of his hands tightly grasped her waist, and his head was firmly protected by the other.

At the same time, a majestic body pressed down on his body.

In a panic, Yan Yichen's mask fell off, revealing his face that turned all beings upside down, at this moment, his dark and deep eyes were tightly wrapped around her, and there was no cold indifference in his eyes, and he seemed to be full of fright and worry that could overflow at any time.

Meng Yi'er felt as if her face was on fire, and her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

She clutched the man's shirt tightly, panicked and overwhelmed.

Yan Yichen glanced down at the woman under him, and his eyes were a little deeper.

"Are you alright?"

The cold voice even trembled slightly.

"No ......"

Meng Yi'er smiled comfortingly and spoke softly.

He was silent for a few seconds, looking at the rare embarrassment and panic on the woman's face, and the corners of his lips slightly hooked a shallow arc.

"It's good if you don't have ......"

Yan Yichen let out a long breath, pulled his lips, and showed a shallow smile.

Gently pulled out the hand that was pressed by her, propped it on the ground, turned over, and stood up, without crushing Meng Yi'er in the process. Then he bent down and reached out to pull her up.

The owner of the Samoyed had already handed it over to the nurse, and hurriedly came over to help Meng Yi'er, with an apologetic face,

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, are you okay......"