But he didn't expect that passing by the hall, even Zhenzhen saw the mysterious person still standing there.

He turned his back to Lian Zhenzhen, raised his arm, held the red wine bottle, and slowly added wine.

The dim light fell on his spine, creating a hazy feeling.

Put down the red wine bottle, pick up the goblet, and look in the direction of Lian Zhenzhen.

Even in the middle of the night, he still wears a mask on his face.

The exposed eyes are quiet and cold, like an unfathomable hollow, making people dare not look directly.

Lian Zhenzhen turned his head slightly unnaturally, and then felt that it was not etiquette, so he smiled and greeted, "Sir, good evening." ”

"Hmm." He bowed his head slightly, his gaze panning over her face to her left leg in a plaster cast, a flash of worry in his eyes.

He hesitated, put down the goblet in his hand, and approached Lian Zhenzhen.

Lian Zhenzhen suddenly felt that the air was thin, and he didn't dare to breathe, holding his breath, looking at the tall and emaciated figure in front of him.

I felt as if I was completely enveloped by him.

"Mr. ......"

She spoke softly, her voice soft, as if she was coquettish.

Suddenly the atmosphere is ambiguous and charming.

When she heard this, she was immediately embarrassed.

What's going on?

Quickly coughed lightly and pinched his throat.

Fortunately, Feng Yu didn't notice anything unusual, and looked at her dodgy eyes, "I'll help you." ”

"No, you don't." Even Zhenzhen didn't want to veto it, and quickly took a step forward on crutches, indicating that he could walk.

"Thank you, sir, I can do it."

Feng Yu frowned, stood in place, and did not step forward again, but kept staring at Lian Zhenzhen's back.

Lian Zhenzhen was stared at so that his back trembled, and his thoughts wandered.

So that he didn't go far before he broke his foot and almost fell on his back.

Fortunately, Feng Yu reacted very quickly, quickly reached out and stepped forward to wrap his arms around her waist.

The temperature of her arm passed through the thin gauze skirt to her lower abdomen, making her embarrassed. Struggling to get out of his embrace, he held her tightly, looked calm, and said unquestioningly, "I'll hold you." ”

Lian Zhenzhen smacked his tongue, glanced at him secretly, caught a glimpse of ghostly meaning, and didn't dare to resist again.

She silently comforted herself in her heart, he also helped her last time, so there was nothing wrong with it.

It's just that the skin that was touched by him couldn't stop trembling, and even had goosebumps.

She was actually a little afraid of him.

It always felt that he was mysterious and extraordinary, and he was not someone she could touch.

Next to him, it was like blasphemy.

Feng Yu saw her standing at the door of the bathroom in a daze, her eyes wandering, as if she was thinking about something, so she had to open the door for her.

Seeing that she still didn't react, she couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Even the real ......"

Could it be that he still has to help her take off her skirt?

What was she thinking about in a daze?

Lian Zhenzhen reacted and hurriedly thanked Feng Yu, "Thank you, sir." ”

The moment she closed the door, in the narrowing gap, she caught a glimpse of him looking sideways, his long eyelashes raised, and his eyes were black and white.

The good-looking eyes made her lose her mind again.

"God is so partial......"

She muttered softly.

The word fairness, for the pride of the sky, does not exist.

After she finished her small relief, she put down her skirt, opened the door and walked out.

He stood still, motionless and waiting for her.

The long figure was about to touch the airway above the corridor.

He reached out, his slender fingers clasping her wrist, and whispered, "Slow down." ”