Chapter 21: The sound of shallow and restrained breathing
The boy didn't say a word, and Shi Yuan sniffed: "Can you carry me to the bathroom, I'm very light." ”
Shi Yuan sat on the ground and had to look up at Yan Yao to see his expression.
There is a sense of oppression when you stand and sit, not to mention Yan Yao's cold and unprovoked aura.
Shi Yuan saw that Yan Yao ignored her, and silently glanced at her clothes that were still seeping, it was her request that was rude.
The leaves swayed in the wind, casting mottled shadows.
When she looked up again, the slender figure of the boy was still standing in front of her.
Shi Yuan raised his hand and wanted to pull Yan Yao's sleeve, but when his hand reached halfway, he felt that he had no sense of boundary.
But she couldn't get up, and when she strained her feet, it hurt so much that she wanted to cry.
Awkwardly retracted his hand, Shi Yuan touched the tip of his nose.
Yan Yao silently looked at the girl's retracted hand, and her brows furrowed.
The next moment, he pinched Shi Yuan's wrist and brought the person up from the ground not very gently.
The wrist of the palm is slender, and if he is stronger, it may break in the palm of his hand.
After relieving some strength, Yan Yao let go of his hand after seeing the girl standing firmly.
Shi Yuan smiled at Yan Yao gratefully.
Today, her luck value was really used at this moment, and she was already very grateful that Yan Yao could pull her up.
Staring at that faint smile, Yan Yao's eyes were still indifferent, but the air pressure around him was no longer cold.
At the moment when Shi Yuan was picked up, her heart beat like a drum, and at the moment of weightlessness, she subconsciously raised her hand to hook the boy's neck.
The distance of more than ten meters is only a few tens of seconds.
The shallow and restrained breathing of the girl in her arms made Yan Yao's throat roll.
"Not coming down?"
Shi Yuan hurriedly let go of his hand, and after standing firmly, he folded his hands: "Thank you." ”
After going to the bathroom, Shi Yuan poured cold water on his face.
Thinking that I would have to deal with my original aunt and uncle when I went out for a while, I was willing to delay it for a while longer.
Supporting his whole body with one foot, he leaned on the sink for a while.
Yan Yao should have left.
Letting her thoughts drift for a while, she took off her shoes and looked at her ankles, like a white and chubby little steamed bun.
Thinking that there was no one outside, Shi Yuan was ready to jump out on one foot.
Jumping outside, Shi Yuan felt a sigh in his heart when he looked at Yan Yao's cold eyes, he didn't leave.
This moment of shaking his head, he was willing to hurt his foot and hit the ground, and the whole person moved forward.
After the calf, this fall is inevitable.
The second she was caught, Shi Yuan relied on her body's instinct to hug the person who caught her, and gravity made her throw herself into Yan Yao's arms.
Yan Yao's arm made a decision faster than his brain, and his palm was tightened behind the girl's slender waist.
The girl's soft lips pressed against the artery in her neck, and Yan Yao tilted her head like an electric shock, widening the distance.
Shi Yuan blinked and was stunned for a few seconds.
"It's not the right time to disturb you."
A playful familiar voice sounded.
Shi Yuan only felt that the palm of the hand around his waist was wide and hot, and his arm was strong and powerful.
Yan Yao let go of Shi Yuan and glanced at her gently, his black eyes were like a pool of water locked in a thick mist, which was elusive.
Shi Yuan pursed her lips, she didn't mean to.
Looking at Qi Song's intriguing gaze, Shi Yuan lowered his eyes.
Just now, it was very much like throwing a hug into your arms, and by the way, you took advantage of others.
Shi Jialin hugged the clothes: "Sister An'an, I'll send you clean clothes." ”
Four people blocked the door of the bathroom, reporting to see.
Shi Yuan took the clothes, cautiously lifted the injured foot, and staggered back to the bathroom.
Qi Song looked at Yan Yao with a smile.
Yan Yao glanced at Shi Jialin and frowned coldly.
Shi Jialin looked away and looked away.
When Shi Yuan came out after changing his clothes, Shi Jialin was picking a leaf not far away, quietly looking at the veins of the leaves.
A waiter in a wheelchair was waiting for her.