Please Continue Protecting Me

When he walked straight to this side, Rong Mo was totally stunned.

If before yesterday, she had only doubted, tempted, surprised and even surprised, from the initial uncertainty to the certainty and affirmation.

But at this moment, she felt more clearly.

——He is here.

he came.

The man who rescued her from the claws of **** and gave her to her mother's lilies, indulged her insulting and crying.

The man who rescued her in countless nightmares.

She had never been so clear that the man in the helmet was him, the person she had been waiting for.

The moment he looked over here, she couldn't help shuddering.

It was as if there was a strong electric current spreading from the heart to the whole body, and even the fingertips were paralyzed.

She had never been more excited than she was now, and she could only do everything to calm herself.

Later, Luo Qingqing asked her: "Momo, I really admire you. When he came to you, you were so calm and had no reaction or expression. I thought you didn't care about him at all."

"Who said I didn't care?" Rong Mo said, "I care about dying."

If her legs move, she will get up from the wheelchair immediately.

Even if there was only one time in her life, she was willing to get her up from a wheelchair.

But at that time, she was motionless and couldn't move if she wanted to.

With everyone's eye-catching noise, she put her hands on her thighs and spread her long hair. Her beautiful face became even whiter in the twilight sunlight, from the pale pupils to the tight lips, the recessed collarbone The glittering pink necklace and the immovable legs are like a delicate doll, less the vitality that the girl should have, more quiet, quiet and delicate.

No one knows how much emotion she suppresses in her heart.

The moment he stepped in front of her and stopped, she raised her eyes and looked at his eyes that were covered in the helmet.

She saw him lowering his eyes, staring down at her, then bending down her tall body, holding her wheelchair armrest in one hand, and suddenly coming to her.

Rong Mo's chest heaved a little, and he didn't move.

"Is nobody here to pick you up?"

His voice is exactly the same as it was at the beginning, not because it is deliberately depressed, nor is it husky that can't hear the original tone, but really true. His own voice, young, magnetic, unique and pleasant.

Rong Mo said, "... Who are you?"

Luo Qingqing was amazed. She thought they knew each other. This man came to accept Rong Mo, but Rong Mo didn't know him?

He squinted.

"It's been less than a year. Have you forgotten me so soon?"

"I don't remember well." Rong Mo tilted her head. "Who are you?"

The zipper of his coat was not fully pulled up, the chain on his neck suddenly slipped out of the collar, the silver sign flickered, and dangled between the two.

Rong Mo stunned.

That brand didn't look special at first, with only a few simple lines around it, a string of numbers above it, and a letter Z below it.

"Z ..." she said subconsciously.

"Ok."

He responded lightly, "I'll pick you up, okay?"

"... Not good." Rong Mo turned his head.

Although his eyes were hidden behind the sunglasses of the helmet, the eyes of those eyes were too penetrating.

Even just watching quietly can make you nervous.

"Someone said they'd send me out." She pursed her lips. "But the **** even let me dove."

There was a smile under his eyes. "Then don't wait for that bastard, I will send you."

He raised the hand that picked up the helmet. "Look, I've got the helmet ready, give me face, huh?"

If you let others say this sentence, it sounds like a joke, but when he said it, he was very serious, and he also expressed a sense of intolerance.

He must have ordered others to order, or arrogant.

This is probably the first time to coax a girl in such a tone, waiting for her to nod.

Luo Qingqing whispered Rong Mo: "Mo Mo ..."

They only spoke to each other, and they were so noisy all around. Luo Qingqing was a little upset, and the man was too strong. She didn't know how to describe it, and felt that he was a bit like a particularly powerful racer in the movie. The killer, but not like a bad person, she wanted to get close to Rong Mo and ask her that she didn't dare to lean on.

Rong Mo looked at him for a long time. He didn't move. The noises around him were ignored, as if there were so many people, noisy surroundings, and no more complicated things.

Later, she has seen so many different people. This calm and arrogant contradiction temperament can only be reflected in Z's body.

It's like a wild declaration in silence.

——I only have you in my eyes.

Would you like to?

Rong Mo just nodded in order to avoid the difficulty-but before the movement started, before the chin nodded, the man raised his hand and gently put the helmet on her head to tie her neatly. Okay, then I stooped and hugged her from the wheelchair.

There were many exclamations from the crowd around.

"Isn't that the school flower of our school? The one in a wheelchair ..."

"I heard the last name? The rich one at home?"

A girl screamed, "Who is that man, her boyfriend? She just took her away?"

"What's going on? Isn't she disabled? Can she ride a motorcycle?"

After all, it's just an ordinary middle school in this town. Many students rarely go to the city. The man's tough clothing, strong momentum, and the heavy locomotive he rides are enough eye-catching, plus he directly puts the girl Lifting from a wheelchair and striding towards the locomotive immediately burst the pot in the crowd.

Rong Mo was also startled.

She has clearly nodded her consent! How did he move so fast? !!

Rong Mo grabbed his shoulder subconsciously, "Hey, I haven't agreed yet!"

She had a thin skin, but she was usually calm and calm. When so many people were picked up from a wheelchair by a man, she was almost ashamed to explode.

But he still didn't care, he couldn't help but just put her in the car, then lifted his leg and got her in his arms.

With a loud bang, the locomotive gave a loud roar, which immediately suppressed the noise of the students.

He lowered his head, looked at her panic, and said, "You promised."

... she nodded only half of her head!

"you……"

Rong Mo didn't say a word, the locomotive turned a corner and sped out.

Leaving a crowd of stunned people and Luo Qingqing who wanted to cry without tears.

"You guys say I want to call the police." Luo Qingqing was furious.

"Don't they know? That's not her boyfriend?"

"No, it should, Momo doesn't seem to know him!"

Shen Xiulan was late. When he hurried over, he only saw the speeding out of the locomotive.

Luo Qingqing saw Shen Xiuran and hurried over to him: "Mr. Shen, Rong Mo was taken away by him."

"I saw it." Shen Xiulan gritted his teeth and said, "It's all right, he doesn't dare to treat my sister."

Although she said so, Shen Xiuran didn't know.

He had already guessed the identity of the man more or less, no matter what other people did, he would nevertheless chase the person back and teach him a meal. But Nie Feizhan was too wild, too arrogant, and too elusive. Rumors He doesn't give any face to him. So many celebrities and rich people want to ask him to be a bodyguard. No one can take his eyes off. One day, his temper will rise or he will rise, and it will take months or even a year to disappear.

Even if Rong Mo is the treasure of Rong's family, what can he really want to do to avoid this status?

Although Shen Xiuran is not Rong Mo's brother, but Rong Xun ’s cousin is not there, Shen Xiu Ran has always been Rong Mo ’s sister. In this place, Rong Mo is only one of him, he is not optimistic, and everyone is hugged. Go, is this okay?

Looking back, Rong Ji heard that his skin must not have been picked up!

......

Rong Mo closed her eyes tightly, her body crunched, her arms clutching his sleeves, her nerves tingling.

"Slow down, slow down!"

She almost cried.

Such a fast speed, really when she was so brave!

She felt him move, and looked down at her, then slowed down a bit.

But it's just a little bit.

"You come."

"What?" Rong Mo felt that she had heard wrong, and she looked up, looking at him doubtfully.

Nie Feizhan grabbed one of her little hands and put it on the handlebar, "hold it."

Rong Mo almost screamed.

He's crazy? How dare she let her handle the handlebars? I don't know if she is ...

"I can't, I can't move!"

He let go of her hand and raised his head.

Rong Mo thought he had given up, and just breathed a sigh of relief, but saw that he untied the helmet with one hand, and then plucked it.

Her pupils tightened suddenly.

She couldn't feel the wind, but she could feel the strong wind blowing his short hair on his forehead, the sharp eyebrows showing the sharp and cold texture, as if looking at the head wolf in the distance on the grassland, and lowering his eyes silently in the wind, Look at her.

"I'm here, what are you afraid of?"

After he said this, he picked up her other hand, put it on the handlebar, and then held her hand.

He ticked his lower lip. "Don't look at me."

Rong Mo's eyes widened, and his heartbeat almost stopped because of his subtle smile that was almost invisible.

Immediately after, she felt that he lowered his head, his lips pressed against her helmet, and the low voice sounded like an electric current, and reached her ear through the helmet. "Look ahead."

Rong Mo hurriedly turned to look forward.

There are only occasional trucks on the road, not even cars.

The road ahead seemed to be beyond sight, surrounded by vast fields and green trees.

Rong Mo could barely feel the wind and could not hear the sound of the wind.

His body wrapped her tightly, her warm chest clinging to her.

It was clearly an unprecedented sense of excitement and dangerous tension, but the ubiquitous sense of security seemed to be a solid wall that surrounded her imperviously.

Bang, bang.

It was the sound of her heart beating violently.

She wondered if he could detect it.

"Why leave me ..." Her voice, trembling with nervousness, almost disappeared into the gap in the helmet.

But Nie Feizhan heard clearly, "Why pretend not to know me and bully me?"