Sweetheart: Imperial school grass, please stop!

Chapter 67

An Zihao slowly raised his face that still had a clear slap mark, his deep eyes were full of suppressed anger: "Idiot, I'll settle the score with you later."

Gu Qianyi silently withdrew her hand, then swallowed quietly.

With a cold face, An Zihao slowly stepped onto the ladder of the helicopter while carrying Gu Qianyi on his shoulders.

"You guys, what are you still doing here? Stop them for me!" Yun Shuxue stomped on her high heels, looking anxiously at the motionless bodyguards around her.

The bodyguards around looked left and right, and then chose to stand still and lower their heads.

Although they couldn't afford to offend the Yun family, if the Yun family was facing An Jia, the richest man in the empire, they could figure out what was more important. What's more, they couldn't afford to offend the An family.

"Ah! It's really too high! Forget it, I, I'll walk back." Gu Qianyi huddled on An Zihao's shoulder and couldn't help trembling.

Feeling the tremors on his shoulders, An Zihao turned his head slightly, and his cold eyes met Gu Qianyi's eyes full of fear.

Gu Qianyi covered her eyes with her hands, and quietly glanced down the helicopter ladder.

Immediately, fragmentary images flashed across Gu Qianyi's mind.

She moved her hands away from her eyes, and then pressed her temples tightly.

"Hmm..." Gu Qianyi's long and curled eyelashes kept trembling, and her eyelids also covered the eyes that were shining with confidence before.

An Zihao's gaze was still icy, but a trace of unbearable flashed through his bottomless eyes.

He slowly put down Gu Qianyi from his shoulders, but he couldn't wrap his arms around her neck as he wished.

An embarrassment flashed across An Zihao's face, then he raised his hand and wrapped it around Gu Qianyi's waist.

His hand quickly grabbed Gu Qianyi's collar. Seeing Gu Qianyi being dragged off, An Zihao pulled her into his arms without hesitation.

Feeling Gu Qianyi's resistance in his arms, An Zihao lightly raised his hand and patted her on the back.

"If you are afraid, just stay in my arms and don't move."

It was obviously a voice with coldness and disgust, but Gu Qianyi felt an infinite sense of security when he heard it.

She slowly stopped struggling, and quietly pressed her face against An Zihao's steamed bun.

Ali was slightly taken aback when he saw Gu Qianyi's weird posture bending over An Zihao's arms, and then slowly stretched out his hand.

"Young Madam, let me pull you up."

As soon as An Zihao stepped onto a soft ladder, he saw Gu Qianyi in his arms slowly raised his head.

The difference is that the fear in the eyes before has been replaced by confusion.

"Poison tongue man, that's strange... When did my Wangzai little mantou become a little mantou?"

Hearing Gu Qianyi's words, a suspicious blush quickly flashed across An Zihao's face, and he even loosened his grip on Gu Qianyi's waist.

"Ah! Don't let go, you want to kill me!" Gu Qianyi got up and jumped onto An Zihao's body, wrapping around him in a bear hug.

An Zihao helplessly shook Gu Qianyi who was on him, the displeasure on his face was obvious: "Idiot, get down for me."

Gu Qianyi shook her head again and again: "No, what if I fall?!"

An Zihao lowered his head, looked at the pointing crowd on the ground, his face darkened instantly.

"You're already on the helicopter, how are you going to fall?" An Zihao gritted his teeth and looked at Gu Qianyi in front of him.

(End of this chapter)