High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 1170 Such a person can't bear it
As soon as the phone was connected, Lin Zhaoxia half-bent her lips, "Where are you?"

Yang Moyan was silent for a while before saying, "At home."

Lin Zhaoxia laughed angrily on the spot.

She watched the speed of the car gradually increase, and this time it was straightforward, and she threw him a sentence, "Yang Moyan, stop your car immediately, or the show will explode on the spot for you to see!"

After saying a word, he hung up the phone.

well.

If you don't recover from your injuries, you even learn to lie?

In the car, Yang Moyan half-bent his lower lip and smiled helplessly.

There is no way, who told him that he has been ordered not to go out and have a good rest, but why did he go out?

Then it was discovered again?
As soon as he stepped on the brake, he didn't delay at all, and he stepped on the brake very simply and stopped.

Lin Zhaoxia quickened her pace again, just in front of the car.

He raised his hand and knocked on the car window, and the car window slowly lowered, revealing an incomparably handsome face.

The other party looked sideways, and a pair of dark green pupils seemed to shine brightly, deep and beautiful.

With four eyes facing each other, Lin Zhaoxia raised her coquettish eyes, and her voice was always clear, "Are you at home?"

Yang Moyan continued to keep his face unchanged, calmly saying, "I miss you, and I came here as soon as I opened my eyes."

Lin Zhaoxia snorted, "Say it again?"

Yang Moyan: "..."

Lin Zhaoxia retracted her gaze, turned around and was about to leave.

Yang Moyan got out of the car quickly and went to pull her wrist.

This made Lin Zhaoxia, who had just taken two steps, stop suddenly.

She didn't shake off.

Both of them are the kind of people who are extremely responsible for their feelings, and they won't talk about breaking up easily.

In the last quarrel, Lin Zhaoxia was really angry at Yang Moyan.

"Stop talking, don't be angry." Yang Moyan's voice was still light, but it was a little soft.

Can you imagine a situation where a young master who is usually noble, indifferent and superior suddenly softens his tone.

This means that only Lin Zhaoxia has this kind of treatment.

Such a proud person, when did he feel low and angry?
That is, after meeting a young man, it will happen again and again.

Such a person who puts you on the top of his heart, how dare Lin Zhaoxia, how can he, lose?

The anger in her heart disappeared instantly, Lin Zhaoxia sighed, came back to her senses, raised her hand and touched his face, "You still have an injury in your back, don't take a good rest, what are you doing out there?"

Yang Moyan's deep magnetic voice whispered quietly in her ears, "Don't worry, I'm afraid you will be in danger."

"I'll be more careful."

"It's impossible to guard against, Lin Zhaoxia," Yang Moyan grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms, "I dare not take such a risk."

What doesn't Lin Zhaoxia know?

All understand.

"Then your body is also important."

Seeing her repeated emphasis, Yang Moyan was silent for a while, and then continued, "Then I will let my people protect you secretly, don't refuse, or I will follow every day."

"Okay, I won't refuse." Lin Zhaoxia agreed without hesitation.

joke.

This guy follows every day with his back wounded, are you kidding me?

Although she doesn't like the kind of person who is staring at her secretly, even if she is protecting herself.

But it also made her feel uncomfortable.

After all, I am used to being free, and suddenly being so closely guarded by someone, I really can't get used to it for a while.

But it was impossible for Yang Moyan to stare at him every day. When she thought about the injury on this guy's back, she thought for a few seconds and agreed.

(End of this chapter)