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Chapter 52 I Don't Like Flowers (4)

Suddenly, a rush of mobile phone ringing came from the Shay man's handbag.

As if startled by the sudden sound, the white horse began to stir restlessly, shaking its head uneasily, pulling the rein vigorously, jumping up its front hooves, and let out a long neighing sound.

The phone continued to ring, mixed with the neighing of the horse.

The Xie Yi was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand, and he retreated reflexively, his little face paled slightly, and his eyes were full of panic.

Suddenly, a powerful palm grabbed her right wrist and pulled her aside, the Shay fell into a warm embrace.

The white horse broke free from the rein, raised its front hooves, jumped over the fence, and galloped towards the horse farm ahead.The rest of the horses were also disturbed, and they became restless and restless. For a while, the sound of horses could be heard endlessly, circling around the empty racecourse, but the ringing of mobile phones faded away at this time.

Seeing this, Louis quickly stepped forward, whistled, and calmed the frightened horse professionally.

Xie Yiren leaned against Han Cheng's chest, staring at the white shadow flashing past in front of him, his pupils were dull, still in shock.

"Xie Yi, are you alright?"

The clear male voice came from above her head, and it was particularly prominent among the endless cries of horses.

Xie Yiren came back to his senses, blinked his eyes, stabilized his emotions, looked up at Han Cheng, and shook his head, "I'm fine."

Seeing Han Cheng's handsome face in front of her eyes, his facial features were clearly reflected in her eyes, and Xie Yiren realized that almost her whole body was close to Han Cheng, and her right wrist was covered by his big palm. Holding it tightly, while pressing his chest with his left hand, he could vaguely feel the jumping in his chest cavity, and it was very regular.

Sensing this intimate posture, Xie Yiren's eyelashes couldn't stop flapping, up and down, trying to hide his uneasiness, his left hand retracted like an electric shock, and he took a step back, trying to pull the two eyes apart. human distance.

"Hiss..." She let out a low cry, severe pain came from her left ankle, her body was a little unstable, her left hand stretched out to grab Han Cheng's arm again, a few drops of sweat ooze from the corner of her forehead, and her small face hurts. Obviously.

"What's wrong?" Han Cheng's big palm holding her right wrist changed to hug her slender waist, stabilizing her figure.

"The left ankle is very painful. I guess it was sprained just now." Xie Yiren looked down at her left foot, which was wearing high-heeled shoes. She couldn't see anything at all, but she tried to move a little, and the pain rushed to her body. moving inside.

"Just now I was just pulling you over, I didn't pay attention to my hands and said..." Han Cheng's deep voice caught Xie Yiren's ears, and he held her waist hand a little harder.

For some reason, Xie Yi could hear a hint of guilt from Han Cheng's words.

She raised her eyes and fixedly stared into his eyes, obviously they were equally deep, introverted and calm, but she still felt the hidden deep guilt in his eyes.

Obviously he was the one who wanted to save her...

How can you blame him for a sprained foot?

Just like that night, obviously he was also a victim, but she also saw guilt in his eyes.

She always knew that Han Cheng agreed to the engagement because he was responsible.

In fact, he is a very responsible man, but sometimes he will be very tired if he takes too much responsibility.

Xie Yiren stared at the guilt in Han Cheng's eyes, and couldn't help shaking somewhere in his heart, and grinned at him, "It's okay, it won't hurt in a while, I did it on my own..."

(End of this chapter)