Is he teasing me

Chapter 7 The Domineering Evil King

In the summer twilight soaked by the setting sun, the breeze blows through the green shade in a trance, and the cicadas chirp.

In the courtyard of the small courtyard with pink walls and black tiles, a chubby little girl is crouching on a low table, and her fleshy little hands are holding crayons left and right to scribble and draw on the paper.At this time, two human voices came from the room, mumbled and didn't know what to say, the little girl listened, put down the brush and turned to look...

Zhang Moyan twitched his long eyelashes and slowly opened his eyes.

Dreaming about that girl again.

This time the plot seems to have advanced a bit.

I remember the last time the little girl was painting alone in the yard. This time, I heard someone talking to her.

But what was said?
do not know.

This dream is similar to a TV drama on a fruit station. I put a long review of the previous situation first, and the updated content is shorter than the rabbit's tail.

Zhang Moyan closed his eyes.

Something like a small fish with a flexible tail flashed in her mind and dived into the bottomless abyss.

Why is it so quiet around?
She recovered.

Start observing where you are.

White ceilings, white curtains, white monitors.

Hospital?

She tilted her head slightly to the right, and beside her... there was a man standing on his back.

The standard right-angled shoulders, and the clothes vaguely show a broad and tight back, which is quite unfamiliar.

She was lying flat on a medical emergency bed, and the man with his back to her was leaning on the bed.

Zhang Moyan's head was a little dizzy, but she quickly remembered what happened: someone wanted to stab Xiao Xingyu, and she "stepped up" by accident and fell when there was no time to let it go.

She has no memory of what happened after that. She must have fainted. The next episode is estimated to be sent to the hospital.

Zhang Moyan raised his left hand and rubbed the painfully swollen part of his head, wanting to feel if there was any lump.Seemingly aware of her movement, the figure on his side turned his head.

The thin light of the incandescent lamp spreads evenly across the room behind the man. His face is a little dark due to the backlight, but the undulating contours are more distinct under the mix of light and shadow, very thick and deep.

It fits the definition of aesthetics very well.

In the next moment, Zhang Moyan's pupils trembled, and his hand stopped on his forehead.

Xiao Xingyu? !

She fixedly looked at the person in front of her, and used her smashed brain to sort out the plot again——

When she saw the injustice, she drew a sword to help her, and after seeing the righteousness and courage to save people, she fainted, and then the rescued person appeared beside the hero... Well, it makes sense, it must be so.

But why is the air a little unspeakably weird at this moment?
"Thank you, big beauty!" Xiao Xingyu showed a good smile in the freeze frame, and the atmosphere instantly broke the ice.

Is he thanking her for her bravery?

"You're welcome." Zhang Moyan said.

"Moyan!!!" A heavy object of about [-] jin rushed over and threw herself on the bed, almost not squeezing her out of her breath, "You finally woke up! Great, great! Scared to death!"

It's Jin Xueyang.

Zhang Moyan's ears exploded a bit, but seeing Jin Xueyang's happy expression, it was hard to push him away.

"Have I fainted for a long time?" Zhang Moyan asked.

Jin Xueyang said solemnly, just like Jia Baoyu cared about Sister Lin: "You've been in a coma for half an hour!"

She whispered: "So long?"

"You go and pull that person and get thrown out, and your head hits the back corner of a chair. It's quite heavy! It's really good to wake up, I'm afraid you'll just become a vegetative person!"

A vegetative person...it shouldn't be so easy to become.

Zhang Moyan relieved: "Well, it's alright."

This didn't make Jin Xueyang relieved: "Then how do you feel now? Do you want to vomit? Do you have a headache? Do you want to call and tell your parents? I didn't blindly inform your parents this time."

Hearing this sentence, Xiao Xingyu glanced at Jin Xueyang.

Zhang Moyan didn't know which sentence to answer first, and said in a general way, "It's alright."

When she said that she wanted to get up, Jin Xueyang moved her hands and stabilized her head: "Oh, don't move your other end, you can't move, the doctor said you have to lie down now!"

Zhang Moyan: "It's okay, don't..."

"I said two!"

Suddenly, a voice interrupted the conversation between Zhang Moyan and Jin Xueyang.

Jin Xueyang and Zhang Moyan both looked at Xiao Xingyu.

I saw that he glanced at the two of them with speechless eyes, then glanced down and said, "Can you let me go first and then you two?"

"Oh oh oh..." Jin Xueyang revealed an epiphany, and Zhang Moyan didn't know what to do.

She looked at Jin Xueyang in confusion, Jin Xueyang pushed her arm and urged, "Zhang Moyan, let go of Teacher Xiao!"

open?

What do you mean?
Jin Xueyang gave her a frown, and she followed his gaze - her heart stopped immediately!
I saw that her right hand was holding the belt on Xiao Xingyu's trouser waist like a soldering iron! ! !
A detonator exploded in his head.

what's going on? !
Zhang Moyan stared at her hand, why would she grab a man's belt? !

Could it be that,
The thing she grabbed on the support before fainting was actually the belt on Xiao Xingyu's trousers? !
Is it so ridiculous?

Zhang Moyan was shocked!
Her trembling eyes met Xiao Xingyu in mid-air, and at the moment when their eyes met, it was really a roar of the night in Luntai September.

"Don't let go," Xiao Xingyu hummed, "Is this going to last forever?"

Heaven, good fortune does not bring people like this, okay?
Zhang Moyan's heart skipped a beat, but it didn't show much on the surface. Shen Qi kung fu was like a descendant of the ancient tomb sect.

"Feel sorry."

Even the rounding of the sound can be said to be as stable as Mount Tai.

She sincerely thanked Jin Xueyang for the arrogant personality that Jin Xueyang had set for her over the years.

Reason pounded in her head, she opened her five stiff fingers, and thought: From the second she fell, she had been holding someone's belt, and then she was taken away from the venue and came to the hospital, all the way. In full view of her, she was clutching at the belt of others...

What kind of enthusiastic scene of people watching each other in the middle of the road!
Zhang Moyan really didn't know how to spell the word "embarrassment".

She doesn't want to face the world anymore.

Why doesn't she pass out now?
I beg for a thunderbolt from the sky, and hitting her directly is a hundred times better.

For the first time in her life, Zhang Moyan was at a loss for words. She didn't know what to say except sorry.

Xiao Xingyu looked at her briefly for a while, then smiled inexplicably, kicked his legs and stood up, while moving his shoulder blades, he said to the front: "Okay, I'll leave it to you!"

Hearing this, Zhang Moyan noticed that there was another person in the room.

On a row of sofas in the house against the wall, a white coat with long legs folded and an air-conditioned facial expression was sitting on the hand.

The man in the white coat was about the same age as Xiao Xingyu, with a two-dimensional chiseled face, picturesque eyebrows, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the high bridge of his nose. He was more delicate than a woman.

But at this time, from the toe of the black leather shoes to the strands of hair, he was so cold that a thousand miles of ice were covered with snow, and there was no woman's warmth and tenderness. He felt that anyone who approached him would be frozen to death in the next second.

Xiao Xingyu spoke to him, but he didn't even hear it, and he didn't even change his posture.

"Yo, what's wrong with Dean Geng?" Xiao Xingyu walked over, sat down beside him with a golden knife, and put his hand on his shoulder.

Geng Jun turned to Xiao Xingyu with a handsome face, and his long and narrow eyes behind the lens were cold: "Tell me, you were stabbed."

"Yeah," Xiao Xingyu didn't have any guilt, "but it didn't work, isn't there a good girl who came out to do good things regardless of her life?"

Geng Jun adjusted his breath: "Why didn't you make it clear?"

Xiao Xingyu: "I'm not afraid that you won't be there!"

Geng Jun: "I can't dial the number 120?"

Xiao Xingyu: "I can't believe it."

Geng Jun's expression changed: "Xiao Xingyu, what are you kidding!"

Xiao Xingyu pinched his shoulders fearlessly: "I put you here, didn't I just come to see you?"

Geng Jun's thin lips were pressed together under the bridge of his nose, and the cold air around his body erupted exponentially. It was as sacred and inviolable as when Erlang God saw his nephew in Nantianmen.

Also because of his reference, Xiao Xingyu's high-ranking and wanton temperament was more intuitively manifested.

The overbearing evil king is charming in the palm of his hand, Zhang Moyan thought.

　Tell the darlings, my update time is as usual at 7:[-] every morning.

　　Although I will post at one or two o'clock for no reason, you still think that it is better for me to post at 7 o'clock.

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)