Chapter 12 The Wealthy Are a Little Cold 12
Xiao Yan nodded, and when he followed Ah Zhao forward, his very "unexpected" feet were soft, and he was about to fall to the ground.
Ah Zhao quickly supported him.
The sweet scent of the woman's body poured into the tip of her nose.
Xiao Yan's face turned red, and he was about to push the person away when he was busy, but because his body was sore, it didn't work at all.
Ah Zhao was very shocked by the "weakness" of the male protagonist in his heart, and he had long forgotten what to keep his distance.
She frowned slightly and pressed Xiao Yan's arm: "Don't move blindly, you don't have any strength?" ”
Xiao Yan lowered his head and replied embarrassedly.
Look at it. Ah Zhao thought.
She still remembered that the male protagonist resisted the approach of others, and asked again: "Leaning on me now, do you feel uncomfortable?" ”
Xiao Yan didn't speak, only lowered his head slightly, but the tips of his ears half-hidden under the black hair quietly turned red.
Ah Zhao didn't think about it so much, and was only happy with the male protagonist's reaction in his heart.
Didn't push her away.
What does this mean?
It shows that the male protagonist is not very resistant to contact with himself!
If you can not resist yourself today, you can slowly start trying to reach out to other people tomorrow.
Rounding up, the task is halfway done in an instant.
It was perfect!
"I'll hold your arm and walk back slowly." Ah Zhao's voice was a good mood that was not concealed at all.
Xiao Yan felt a hand wrap around his arm, gently and firmly hugging him.
The warm touch came through the place where the two of them touched.
Since he was sent to this place at the age of ten, he has never had such intimate contact with anyone.
The moment Ah Zhao's hand stretched out, Xiao Yan's body stiffened reflexively.
He gritted his teeth and restrained the urge to wave his hand to push the other party away, but soon found that he did not have the same rejection as he imagined for the approach of this woman.
Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment.
He looked down at his other hand.
After so many years, he has already subconsciously made it clear that he doesn't like the habit of being close to strangers.
So what's the situation now?
Is Xu Zhao special, or is he himself not as resistant to others as he imagined?
“…… Xiao Yan? Zhao's voice brought back his thoughts.
Xiao Yan raised his head and looked at Ah Zhao's smiling eyes: "Teacher, what's wrong?" ”
"I say, you don't have to be afraid of others."
"What?" Xiao Yan didn't react for a while.
"For example, the housekeeper and the aunt in the villa, they take your Xiao family's salary and do things for the Xiao family. You are the owner of the villa. ”
Ah Zhao's voice was not loud, but it was enough for Xiao Yan to hear clearly.
"Your life shouldn't be what they want you to live."
"It's about giving them what life you want to be."
Xiao Yan's expression was complicated.
To put it lightly, he doesn't have a father or a mother, who cares about his opinion?
"So you're going to make yourself strong." Ah Zhao said.
Xiao Yan realized that he had just said what he was thinking.
His face froze, and his heart was even more annoyed: in front of Xu Zhao, his endurance and disguise were always extra fragile.
Under normal circumstances, he would not be able to reveal the slightest hint of what he really thought in his heart.
He simply wondered what magic was in this woman.
Ah Zhao still failed to feel the turbulence in the male protagonist's heart.
She seized this good opportunity to pour chicken soup:
"So if you want to change the status quo, you have to make yourself stronger."
"Strong enough that no one can ignore your opinion, and no one dares to bully you perfunctorily."