his allure

Chapter 187 I would rather hurt myself

Tang Jiache sent the two of them to the entrance and said, "Then I'll wait for you to come back at home."

Fu Lian and Lu Xicheng walked in two directions. When the snow was spreading, there were few pedestrians.

Lu Xicheng saw Shen Zhao at the door of the convenience store, he was standing in the snow, with a whole bundle of fireworks sticks in his hand.

Lu Xicheng watched, his eyes turned red a little bit.

He walked towards him, somewhat exasperated and gritted his teeth: "Where is it lightly?"

Shen Zhao glanced at him, lowered his eyes, and rarely smiled: "What are you worried about? She is so big, can she not find her way home?"

Lu Xicheng looked at him, there was finally a crack in the mask that was always gentle: "Shen Zhao, don't hurt me lightly, otherwise, I won't let you go."

Such a warning, Shen Zhao only felt disdainful.

He looked at the colorful firework sticks in his hand and muttered to himself: "I didn't know before that Ah Qing would like these things."

But Lu Xicheng really didn't have time to chat with him, he was flustered and lost his sense of proportion long ago.

The next moment, Shen Zhao felt a strong force strangling his collar.

When he looked up, he saw Lu Xicheng's cruel and cold eyes.

He smiled happily: "What? You can't pretend to be a gentleman at last, can you?"

"Where is Qingqing?" Lu Xicheng said every word, as if squeezed out from between his teeth.

Shen Zhao seemed unable to restrain himself, and laughed exaggeratedly: "Lu Xicheng, actually, we are quite alike. It just so happens that Ah Qing loves you, if she doesn't love you, will you let her go?"

He lowered his tone, and his words were cold: "You will only be more ruthless than me."

Lu Xicheng narrowed his eyes, and suddenly let go of the shackles on him.

He took a step back, with a gentle smile: "I won't. I won't hurt her. I'd rather hurt myself."

He ignored Shen Zhao, turned around and left.

Shen Zhao stood on the spot, his face pale.
When Lu Xicheng found Zheng Qingqing, the little girl was squatting under the tree, her eyes were confused and her face was pale.

She saw him from a distance, and ran to him.It's just that not far away, she stopped suddenly, like the child who did the most wrong thing, and lowered her head in fear.

The snow perched on her eyelashes, adding a bit of innocence and fragility.

Lu Xicheng looked at her and suddenly lost his temper.

He originally wanted to be angry, but no matter how bad he was, he should reprimand her a few words.But he just looked at her like this, but he didn't have any temper at all.

Zheng Weiqing didn't get the scolding from the person in front of her, what she got was a warm coat.

Lu Xicheng held her cold hand in his own, and finally said the first words after the two met, he said: "Gently, go home."

Zheng Weiqing's eyes were sour, and she burst into tears.

She cried and explained everything that happened when she went out today in a broken tone.

In the end, she buried her face in his chest and said sullenly: "Xicheng, I was very afraid that he would take me away, and I lost my head for a moment, that's why I ran around like that."

Lu Xicheng held her in his arms, and said in a low and gentle tone: "Gentle, it's okay, I'll take you back, okay?"

Zheng said softly, "Okay."

He knelt down and said, "I'll carry you back."

The tone is gentle, but uncompromising.

Zheng Weiqing blushed and said softly: "I am very heavy."

Lu Xicheng's voice was so firm in the wind and snow: "No matter how heavy you are, I can carry you by heart."

The road was slippery in the snow, Lu Xicheng walked slowly and steadily.

(End of this chapter)