Fast-traveling cannon fodder has become a heartthrob

Chapter 62 Seagulls no longer love the sea, they can fly farther (64)

Chu Yu saw Xing Zhuo approaching from the corner of his eye, so instead of talking nonsense to those wooden security guards, he faced Xing Zhuo directly, with frost in his eyes.

During the dispute just now, the slippers on Chu Yu's feet disappeared again, and her bare feet were still on the cold floor.

As soon as Xing Zhuo's eyes caught Chu Yu's feet, he couldn't help frowning, walked over, and lifted the slippers to Chu Yu's feet.

The man squatted on the ground, raised his head, and looked up at the person in front of him from the bottom up. His facial features, which were carved like deep carvings, were extremely handsome.

With a soft voice: "Young master, put on your shoes first."

Chu Yu took a step back, what else did she not understand?

Everything is Xing Zhuo's trick.

Chu Yu asked directly, "Why do you lock me up?"

Xing Zhuo paused for a moment, then raised his hand to forcibly grip Chu Yu's ankle, his pink toes were like delicate rose petals, he put on the slippers, and when he let go, he rubbed them imperceptibly After a while, the smooth and cold touch remains on the fingertips.

She stood up slowly, then curled the corners of her lips, revealing an elegant smile.

"Young master, your body hasn't recovered yet, so don't be willful."

This is just an excuse, Chu Yu is not a fool, she knows it, and it is because she knows that she feels extra annoyed.

"Xing Zhuo!"

The person with bright brows and thin eyes seems to be really angry, with the end of his eyes glowing red, his mood fluctuates greatly.

"Don't go too far."

Xing Zhuo just smiled, and when he smiled, the overly indifferent outline on his face was diluted.

Chu Yu felt annoyed when she saw his smile, but when she thought about her current situation, she endured it, "Where is Xia Jinghuai?"

The smile on Xing Zhuo's face faded a little, "Young master, I told you a long time ago that Xia Jinghuai's mental condition is problematic. He almost killed someone. The only thing the Chu family can do is to keep him."

Chu Yu calmed down a little, "How is Duer doing now?"

"Life or death is uncertain."

Chu Yu closed his eyes, the knife stabbed in the heart, there should be no harm in the same way, it missed a little, so he saved his life.

If, if not biased...

The slender and thick eyelashes trembled, and Chu Yu slowly opened his eyes, his beautiful and extravagant voice was full of silent anxiety.

"Xia Jinghuai... he's just sick. As long as we cure his illness, he can live like a normal person."

Such innocent words did not seem to come from Chu Yu's mouth.

In Xing Zhuo's heart, Chu Yu will always be like a proud and beautiful peacock, who will never learn to bow his head.

But now Chu Yu actually said such words for Xia Jinghuai's sake.

Xing Zhuo lowered his eyelashes, covering his eyes with a creepy and terrifying aura, as if he wanted to swallow everything.

His voice was flat.

"Chu Yu, life is not a child's play, he almost killed someone, do you understand?"

How could Chu Yu not understand?
However, Xia Jinghuai's emotions were already very unstable, and he had serious mental problems.

It was Duer who did it first, if it wasn't for Xia Jinghuai, she wouldn't be able to stand here properly today.

Maybe they will be locked in an airtight, remote and dark basement, never see the light, maybe no one will even find out when they die.

Xia Jinghuai just wanted to drive her away from the bad guys.

Others can blame him and call him crazy.

But Chu Yu couldn't be cruel.

The human heart is inherently biased.

But Chu Yu also knew that after Xia Jinghuai did such a thing, the Chu family would definitely not recognize Xia Jinghuai anymore. It would be good if he wasn't allowed to fend for himself. off.

The noisy sound in the hospital corridor was blocked by the door, the gauze curtains were gently blown by the wind, and there were crystal clear dewdrops on the lilies in the vase.

The black and soft hair hangs messily on the forehead, Chu Yu's skin is cold and white, the tails of the raised eyes are faintly red, and the long and fine eyelashes tremble like fragile butterfly wings.

Her tone was unprecedentedly firm, completely different from that fragile and beautiful appearance.

"I said before that Xia Jinghuai is just sick. I will apologize and make up for Duer."

Chu Yu is actually not very serious most of the time. She is young and loves to play, but she is very measured, and she has never touched what should not be touched.

There was nothing she couldn't have since she was a child.

So until now, if she wants to protect someone, she will do whatever it takes.

Xing Zhuo didn't understand why he had been with Chu Yu for so many years, but because of his drunken nonsense, Chu Yu directly sentenced him to death.

While Xia Jinghuai stabbed someone with a knife in front of her, Chu Yu could still protect Xia Jinghuai without changing his face.

Xing Zhuo approached slowly.

Chu Yu stood still, looking at him calmly and indifferently.

The distance between the two gradually narrowed, Xing Zhuo lowered his head, and his breath swept across his cheeks, as if he wanted to kiss her forehead.

"Is Xia Jinghuai so important to you?"

Chu Yu raised her head, only looking at the man's eyes that could not see any emotion, sinking and floating, like a sticky and dark swamp under the night.

"Correct."

Saying it without any hesitation, without even thinking about it, is what the heart wants.

Xing Zhuo let out a brief laugh, and his chest trembled slightly. On the contrary, the veins on his neck bulged like vines.

Soft and gentle, with a gentle smile on his face.

"It seems that the young master was confused by that psychopath, maybe he will figure it out after a few days of rest."

Chu Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then asked angrily: "Xing Zhuo, what the hell do you mean? Are you saying I'm crazy?"

Xing Zhuo pinched Chu Yu's soft and white cheeks affectionately, and said bluntly, "Young Master, it's time to rest now."

Chu Yu waved his hand away, "Are you crazy?!"

Xing Zhuo was still smiling.

Chu Yu gritted her teeth, "If you don't help me, I'll figure out a solution myself."

After finishing speaking, he wanted to pass the man and leave, but Xing Zhuo easily grabbed his wrist before taking two steps, turned around, and clasped it in his arms.

Chu Yu was struggling frantically in his arms, and her nails accidentally scratched the man's face.

"Xing Zhuo, you lunatic, let me go! Don't touch me!"

Xing Zhuo didn't care about the scars on his face, and held her wobbly hand unhurriedly. The disparity in strength between the two of them was too great. This kind of struggle, in Xing Zhuo's eyes, was like Like a kitten that can scratch people, it can be easily controlled.

Chu Yu felt the man clasping her arms like iron clamps, she couldn't get rid of her arms at all, she became anxious, and her eyes were red.

(End of this chapter)