Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

The moment his soft body fell into his arms, Zhou Beicheng was still terrified.

He looked down at the girl in his arms, and looked at him with bright eyes.

In an instant, he swallowed the words that had come to his mouth.

But the heart is still pounding.

He knew that Meng Yutang had the ability to land steadily, but at the moment, he just didn't have any logic in thinking, and he was terrified to death.

Meng Yutang met his dark eyes and frowned slightly.

She had just been in a trance for a moment, and then fell from above.

She also heard Zhou Beicheng calling her.

She didn't know if she wanted to play a prank or something, but she just let her body fall back without any scruples.

Subconsciously, she trusted Zhou Beicheng to catch her and prevent her from getting hurt.

Her trust in him seemed to have exceeded her imagination.

"Is it uncomfortable?"

Zhou Beicheng could not help but carry her across the road to the car.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

He knew that there was a big hidden danger in Meng Yutang's body, he didn't know when this hidden danger would erupt, he could only detect it, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Meng Yutang raised his hand and patted his shoulder.

"fine."

She jumped out of Zhou Beicheng's arms, stood in front of the car and looked at him.

"It's all right."

Seemingly afraid that he would not believe it, Meng Yutang emphasized it again.

Zhou Beicheng looked at her, his tall figure completely enveloped her.

For the first time, she felt that he was so fragile.

Obviously this person looked at her, he was so tall, with such a cold aura, the powerful she couldn't help being stunned for a while when she saw him for the first time.

But now, she felt that he was fragile, as if something was wrong with the most cherished baby in her heart, and he was at a loss.

Zhou Beicheng took a step forward and reached out to hold Meng Yutang's hand.

"I'm afraid something will happen to you, don't scare me."

His voice was low and hoarse.

Meng Yutang froze for a moment, looking into his eyes.

Not just the eyes, she looked at his wet hair, and the obviously wrong button of his clothes...

The next moment she suddenly broke away from his hand, wrapping her arms around his waist and clinging to his back.

She hugged him and buried her head gently in his chest.

A voice came from Zhou Beicheng's chest: "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

As if comforting a child, the voice was muffled but soft.

Zhou Beicheng was stunned for a moment, then sighed softly, knocked his chin on the top of Meng Yutang's head, raised his hand and put it on the back of her head.

What should I do with you.

He moved, embraced Meng Yutang with his arms, bent slightly and buried Meng Yutang's neck with his head slightly sideways.

Taking a deep breath, the lingering smell at the tip of his nose made him frown.

"you……"

His voice was slightly hoarse, and he buried his head in Meng Yutang's clothes and took a deep breath as if to be sure.

Meng Yutang was startled, let go of him and took a step back to look at him: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Beicheng looked at her and frowned: "Smoking?"

Meng Yutang choked suddenly.

It's quite inexplicable, I don't know why I suddenly choked.

There's nothing wrong with admitting that either.

She just smokes.

An en can't make a sound no matter how hard he is in his throat.

In the end, she met Zhou Beicheng's gaze and said suddenly, "You came too slowly."

It seems to be sophistry, or it seems to be coquettish?

Both of them froze when the words came out.

You said you would come, but it came too slowly, I was waiting for you, I was too bored, so I smoked and waited for you.

The moment Meng Yutang was stunned, Zhou Beicheng came back to his senses, and suddenly smiled.