Chapter 156Chapter156
His pronunciation has a slight Korean accent, but if you listen carefully, you can feel that it is very fluent American English, but he has deliberately slowed down his speed and followed her usual way of expression.
"Ithinkstuff."
Zhong Yuebai defended himself, pretending that he was not timid but was slowed down by some trivial matters.
Jiang Chengbin looked at her, "Whatstuff?"
This was a question for her.
You can't tell him that you just fucked him in your head, right?
So out of desperation, I suddenly said, "Youaretallerthanithink." (You are taller than I thought.)
He is half a head taller than her, so that should be correct, right?
"Ok~" Jiang Chengbin didn't know whether to believe it or not, but he corrected him, "thanyou'thought'."
"Oh..." Zhong Yuebai responded, then reacted and followed softly, "youthought"
Seeing her like this, a gleam of light burst out from his eyes, revealing a pair of intoxicating dimples.
At the end of the corridor in Area B of the venue, there is a staircase leading to the underground floor. Down the stairs are several dressing rooms and lounges in the venue.
Wearing a pair of black and white sneakers, he stepped on the shiny black steps, like a slow dance of black and white keys, making people feel aroused.
Zhong Yuebai was walking next to him, probably a little too close. There was a faint citrus smell on his clothes, a clean and simple smell.
"Mirrorsaidhesawyouatthemall."(Mirror said he saw you in the mall in the afternoon.)
He continued speaking in the simplest English.
Hearing this, Zhong Yuebai felt guilty, stepped on the ground, and leaned back.
In the subconscious scream, a pair of arms caught her in time, but they were also carried by inertia. She almost lost her balance and could only press her to the wall. Then she took a long step and stepped on the two people below. steps.
This act of desperation shocked both of them at the same time.
Zhong Yuebai's back was pressed tightly against the cold porcelain wall, and his mind went blank. He looked at Jiang Chengbin with wide eyes for more than ten seconds before he recovered from the shock.
His face was very close, and there was a trace of shock on his face. The sleeves of his team uniform were wrinkled due to the action just now, and he was a little embarrassed, but the strength on her shoulders was very strong.
He calmed down for a moment, and finally seemed to realize that this posture was inappropriate. He quickly let go of her and said apologetically, "Sorry."
Her shoulder was scratched, and there was still a little pain. You can imagine how much strength the thin boy used to catch her.
Suddenly, as if being hit by something, Zhong Yuebai felt vaguely palpitated, showing an expression of remorse and guilt, "I should say sorry are you ok?" (I should be the one saying sorry, is your hand okay?)
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Jiang Chengbin shook his head and took another step, "You should watch out steps." (You should pay more attention to the steps when walking in the future.)
His expression no longer had the previous smile, but was a bit solemn.
Thinking that he was unhappy, Zhong Yuebai nodded quickly, looking as obedient as possible.
Seeing this, Jiang Chengbin's face flashed with helplessness again, he stretched out his hand towards her and asked, "Needhold?" (Do you need me to hold you?)
His hands are slender and well-proportioned, with beautiful joints, and a kind of flexible tension hidden in the fingers. Such hands are pleasing to the eye when viewed bare.
Zhong Yuebai muttered, "I'mnotkid" (I'm not a child anymore...)
Why are you holding hands? She was just...she was distracted, okay? It's not like she often slipped while walking. (End of chapter)