Self-rescue guide for the villain BOSS of fast wear

Chapter 92

Feng Mei avoided the claws stretched out by the man very lightly, but after a brief moment of stupefaction, the man grabbed her again reluctantly, and at the same time lowered his voice: "I will take you to shake them off. "

The corners of Feng Mei's lips raised slightly, she raised her hand and tore off the other party's mask: "Young Master Yin, let's take care of yourself first."

Before Yin Li's outstretched hand caught Feng Mei, he realized that the mask on his face was gone, and he froze in place.

The young man's skin is like jade, which seems to be shining under the sunlight. The first thing you notice at first glance is the lips with cherry blossom petals. They are pink and tender, which makes people have the urge to kiss their fragrance.Looking up, the bridge of the nose is pretty and lovely, and under the thick and curly eyelashes are a pair of eyes as clear as morning dew.

But at this time, those eyes were full of helplessness, their eyelashes trembled slightly, like a naughty butterfly flying past the tip of his heart.

When Feng Mei saw the face clearly, her expression changed for a moment, and she was about to speak, when all the reporters around who saw the boy's face clearly rushed forward like crazy.

Without hesitation, she grabbed the boy's hand: "Run!"

"Yin 楽! Yin 楽!"

"That's Yin Yue! My God, I saw Yin Yue!"

Reporters were chasing after him, and someone was screaming on the side of the road, but Yin Li could only hear the wind whistling past his ears, like the rush of time and mountains and rivers, taking everything away, leaving only him and her.

He tilted his head, the girl's long hair was flying, and crystal beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, reflecting a dreamlike luster in the sunlight.Looking down, it is the hands of the two people, more specifically, the girl is holding his hand, it is slightly cool, the coolness seems to be transmitted from the hands to the heart, refreshing in this sweltering summer Cool.

The two of them ran across the long street, across the arch bridge, and across the green shade of willows by the river, as if they wanted to run to the end of the world like this...

Just as this idea was popping up in his mind, the person pulling him stopped suddenly and let go of his hand at the same time.

This is a small path with few people. Feng Mei first glanced behind her. Those reporters did not catch up, and no one around them noticed them. Passed the mask over: "Put it on."

Yin Li took it over, and was obedient, as obedient as he looked, but said in his mouth: "It was originally what I wanted to do."

There was a trace of grievance in the voice.Seeing her surrounded by reporters, he wanted to help her and pull her away, but who knew that she not only avoided but also tore off his mask.

Feng Mei licked her dry lips, rolled her eyes when she heard this, took a breath, turned her head and left.

She was already starving, but after such a run, she was so hungry that she almost fainted.

"Hey, where are you going?" Yin Yue hurriedly followed.

"Don't follow me." His tone was as cold as he wanted, as if she wasn't the one who dragged him away just now.

"But...but I'm lost."

Feng Mei stopped abruptly, turned her head and glared at him: "Call your manager."

"I... I sneaked out without a cell phone." He glanced at Feng Mei cautiously, and said in a low voice, "I don't remember the number either."

"..."

Feng Mei stared at him, frowning slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Yin Le pinched the corner of his clothes, feeling a little uneasy, opened his mouth a few times, until the corners of his eyes turned red, and finally said: "Sister Ning, you...don't chase me away."

Feng Mei's eyes stayed on the corners of his reddened eyes, her brows frowned even tighter, and there was a trace of irritability between her brows: "Don't cry!"

Unexpectedly, when she was so fierce, Yin Yue's eyes were red, but he couldn't help himself from crying, looking very pitiful.

(End of this chapter)