Fast time travel: Veteran Green Tea is showing off his acting skills again

Chapter 343
"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Hearing Xia Ling's words, Xu Yao's emotions instantly became agitated.

Xia Ling frowned, unable to figure it out, and simply asked, "Why protect him?"

Xu Yao clenched her hands tightly, her eyes trembling, "Who is protecting? I can't understand your words!"

Xia Ling said firmly: "You understand. Xu Yao, why do you have to hide it for him when he hurts you like this? This will not only harm yourself, but will even harm more girls who fall into the same situation as you." fate."

"I don't know what you're talking about, please leave quickly!"

"Are you really in love with him? Are you in love with such a sick and cruel person? Tell me the reason, and I can help you. Don't be afraid, I can help you."

"Go! Go!" Xu Yao turned around, took out the fruits Xia Ling bought from the bag, and threw them towards her one by one.

Xia Ling dodged the flying fruit.

Even if Xu Yao didn't say anything, even if she didn't know the reason, it didn't matter.

Just let her confirm whether it was Yan Xingchen who hurt others.

She glanced at Xu Yao without emotion, "If you don't say it, I won't force you. If you figure it out, call me. Sang Tong has my contact information. In addition, I advise you to leave here as soon as possible, and the whole family together, Go somewhere where he can't find you."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Xu Yao looked at Xia Ling's leaving back, tears rolled down her eyes.

she won't go.

She also believed that he would not hurt herself again.

Not long after returning home, Xia Ling's cell phone received a message.

Strange friend request.

She wiped her hair from the bathroom and walked out with her mobile phone.

Looking at the short message sent by the person on the page, there are only two words.

it's me.

It's not hard to guess who it is.

Xia Ling sat on the soft sofa, leaning against the armrest of the sofa, her long wet hair hanging on her chest, typing quickly with an expressionless face.

Is it a star?

The other party has been typing, but no words have been typed out.

A voice call from the other party suddenly popped up on the screen.

Xia Ling pressed the answer button and put the phone to her ear. Yan Xingchen's weak voice came out.

"It's me. I called and wanted to apologize to you. My dad did too much today."

Xia Ling tilted her head and held the phone between her legs, her tone deliberately raised, "It doesn't matter. I can understand. The family doesn't want to be disturbed when eating. I don't mind. Do you want to quarrel with your uncle because of this matter?"

Yan Xingchen on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, "If you have time, I'll treat you to a meal alone."

Xia Ling glanced at the night outside the window and responded without any hesitation, "Okay. But..."

Hearing the turning point in Xia Ling's words, Yan Xingchen suddenly became a little sensitive, "But what? Is it inconvenient?"

Xia Ling sat up from the sofa, "It's convenient. It's because I'm afraid to go out so late, do you want to pick me up?"

Yan Xingchen said slowly on the phone, "Open the door."

Already... have you come?

Or did you mean, after you came out of the restaurant, you came directly to her door and waited?

Really scary.

Xia Ling put down the towel to wipe her hair, ran to the door with bare feet, and opened it.

Yan Xingchen, with a sullen expression, stood straight outside the door.

"Wow." Xia Ling looked surprised, reached out and grabbed Yan Xingchen's sleeve, and pulled him into the room, "I didn't expect you to be such a romantic person."

Yan Xingchen looked at Xia Ling coldly, "Romantic?"

They used to say that his behavior was scary.

"That's right." Xia Ling smiled and took two steps back, "Think about it, I was thinking about you, and your call came. I was just about to see you, and you appeared outside my house. What could be better? Is this going to be romantic?"

She looked at him with all her eyes, without paying any attention to the corner table behind her.

Seeing that her waist was about to hit the sharp corner of the table, Yan Xingchen rushed to Xia Ling with a big step, reached out and hugged Xia Ling tightly, "Be careful."

Xia Ling turned her head in a daze, looked at his hands protecting her waist, and leaned against Yan Xingchen's arms, "Romantic and safe."

Yan Xingchen let go of Xia Ling, sat back on the sofa, and asked casually, "Do you treat other men like this?"

"Other men?" Xia Ling pretended to be puzzled, "I have never had any other men."

She pointed to the mobile phone on the table, "Look at my mobile phone, the password is your birthday. There is no man in my address book, and I have failed to pass any men who want to add me."

Why……

She is so different from others?
Yan Xingchen looked at the mobile phone lying on the ground within a short distance from him, and all he could think of was the resistance of those girls in the past when he touched the mobile phone.

No one has ever opened up everything to herself like she did.

Even, he is not her boyfriend yet.

She will be like this to other men, too.

Since I asked myself to check my phone, I'm afraid I'm already prepared.

With a straight face, he pushed the phone aside, "I don't look at it, I'm not interested in other people's phones. Besides, it doesn't matter to me that you have a man."

"It's really sad for you to say that." Xia Ling lowered her mouth, "I'll go back to my room and change my clothes. Wait for me."

She finished and entered the house.

Yan Xingchen stood up outside the door, opened the drawers one by one, looked at the contents, took the recorder out of his pocket, and put it under the cabinet.

He turned around and entered another room and looked through the closet.

Almost the whole house was visited.

Hearing the sound of Xia Ling unlocking the door, he hurried out of the room and sat on the sofa, pretending that nothing had been touched.

"I'm fine. Are you leaving?" Xia Ling put on a black knee-length dress and looked at Yan Xingchen in the living room.

Yan Xingchen pointed to the bathroom of Xia Ling's house, "Go and dry your hair, you will get sick if you go out with wet hair."

"Oh good. Then wait for me, please!" Xia Ling coquettishly teased Yan Xingchen, then turned and went into the bathroom.

Go inside and pick up the hair dryer.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Xia Ling slowly raised the corners of her lips.

It seems that he knows the layout of his home very well.

The first time I remember, it seems that it is not the real first time.

When Xia Ling came out of the bathroom, she found Yan Xingchen standing in her bedroom.

"What are you doing?" Xia Ling rushed into the room shyly, trying to pull Yan Xingchen out.

Seeing this, Yan Xingchen's eyes instantly turned cold, "What's wrong? Is there anything in the bedroom that I can't see?"

"No. Me, my underwear..." Xia Ling hurried to the bed, picked up the underwear on the bed with her hands, and turned her back to Yan Xingchen, blushing as if dripping water.

(End of this chapter)