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Immediately, he pointed to his own face and sincerely invited, "Look at this face, although it is not as beautiful as yours, it still catches the eye. Do you like it?"

Cheng Xionglin came back to his senses, followed her invitation, and looked at Chang Yuan's face seriously.

The real appearance is very different from the masked appearance, but the facial features can basically be deduced, probably because the shape of the lips and eyes are elongated and thinned. After wearing the mask, Chang Yuan looks more serious .

I was probably obsessed with this kind of sternness when I was in the second year of middle school.

Seeing that Cheng Xionglin was watching intently, Chang Yuan turned her head in embarrassment and changed the subject: "Lin, what are you going to do then? We can't let others frame you like this."

Cheng Xionglin nodded in agreement, and decided to put the old grievances aside. She took the mask that had been stretched in Chang Yuan's hand, and looked at the woman in the video thoughtfully, with slender hands, stirring the wind and rain .

"How about I give you a birthmark on your arm?" Chang Yuan pointed to the flawless arms on the screen.

"It's too self-deprecating." Cheng Xionglin shook his head, "This kind of tricks used by female stars, the onlookers have already known. Do small actions cover people's eyes and ears?"

Chang Yuan was silent, the fact is indeed like this.

This kind of routine of saying that there are scars on the body is too common, and I am afraid that no one has believed it for a long time.

"Could it be that we can only find someone?" Chang Yuan was a little anxious, "There are so many people, where can I find someone?"

"Besides, time waits for no one. Even if you find it, I'm afraid your reputation will not be restored."

"I have asked Azhuo to clear the video. Although it can't be 100%, it should be able to contain it in time." Cheng Xionglin waved his hand calmly, treating himself like a bystander, and continued rationally: "Actually , Once there is such a video, no matter whether it can be clarified in the future, it is destined to be black material. From now on, no matter who talks about this kind of video, I am afraid that my name, Cheng Xionglin, will be inseparable."

"After tea and dinner, there is always something to talk about, isn't it?"

After speaking, he laughed at himself.

Her tone was calm, but Chang Yuan could feel the deep hurt in Cheng Xionglin's heart. She took a step forward, hugged Cheng Xionglin tightly in her arms, and kissed her hair: "Lin, I believe You, I love you."

Warm embrace, firm trust and liking not to be swayed by rumors, the comfort after waiting for a day finally arrived, Cheng Xionglin had a sore nose, and hugged Chang Yuan tightly.

She is not as calm as she said, but she actually cares about it very much. When she thinks that the woman in the video is considered herself, and is watched, talked about, and ridiculed by countless strangers, she feels that the skin all over her body has been covered by tens of thousands of people. The blade cut open unexpectedly, perhaps not so heart-piercingly painful, but it made people irresistibly maddened.

Sensing Cheng Xionglin's hug back, Chang Yuan felt even more distressed, she raised her hand and patted Cheng Xionglin's back: "I'll help you find the truth, if they still don't believe the truth, then they are blind, we Don't argue with the blind, okay?"

Cheng Xionglin put his head on Chang Yuan's shoulder to calm down, sighed a long time, and replied, "Okay."

***

Seeing that Cheng Xionglin didn't want to talk anymore, Chang Yuan simply hugged her up and insisted on sending her back to the bedroom to sleep, and let's talk about tomorrow's matter tomorrow.

Cheng Xionglin hugged Chang Yuan's neck, and looked at the line of her jaw seriously: "Chang Yuan, at what age did you start practicing martial arts?"

"I don't remember, I started when I was very young. My parents think that practicing martial arts can help me protect myself, so no matter where I go, they will find a martial arts teacher for me. The longest teacher is Master Zhong of Taekwondo." Chang Yuan carefully hugged the woman in her arms, hoping that she could feel safe in her arms.

"Self-protection? Did someone hurt you?" Cheng Xionglin said step by step.

"Well, there are some." Chang Yuan seemed reluctant to say more, "It's all over. After the parents passed away, the things of the older generation seemed to fade away. They haven't appeared for a long time."

Cheng Xionglin nodded silently, and continued to ask the bottom line: "Where were you when you were 18?"

"In Ning City! Song Hui is in some trouble, and I'm protecting him like a bodyguard." Finally in the bedroom, Chang Yuan bent down and put her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt, "It's autumn , it's a bit cold, would you like to change to a thicker quilt?"

Cheng Xionglin shook his head subconsciously, still remembering the truth he wanted to know: "Song Yu was chasing him?" She only heard that Song Yu's murder of Song Hui failed and he was sent abroad by Song Qi for refuge. The reasoning seems to make sense.

Chang Yuan nodded, and seeing Cheng Xionglin's expression of wanting to hear the story, she only thought that Cheng Xionglin was looking for something else to divert her attention, so she couldn't help feeling even more distressed.

Who on earth is going to bully Cheng Xionglin like this!

Without going to get the thick quilt, Chang Yuan directly took off her coat, lay down next to Cheng Xionglin, looked at Cheng Xionglin and blinked: "I promise not to move around, if you are cold, I will warm your bed ...don't kick me down, the floor is hard."

The carpet is obviously thick!

Cheng Xionglin curled her lips, and she didn't intend to stop her from climbing the bed, she just wanted to keep asking what she wanted to know: "That idiot Song Yu, it didn't matter how serious it was, were you injured?"

Seeing that Cheng Xionglin didn't reject her, Chang Yuan's facial expression became relaxed, and she secretly moved three inches to Cheng Xionglin's side: "I was seriously injured once."

Injured? Yeah, that's a good sell-out material!

Thinking of this, Chang Yuan grabbed Cheng Xionglin's hand, let her reach in from the hem of her jacket, and gently touched the scar on her stomach.

Chang Yuan's physique was cold, and when Cheng Xionglin's warm hand touched it, Chang Yuan couldn't help rubbing her stomach forward.

It seems that if the brain wants to play hooligans, the parts of the whole body will cooperate.

Cheng Xionglin was seriously touching the scar on his stomach, and now he didn't run away. The white-eyed wolf is Chang Yuan, and Chang Yuan is the white-eyed wolf.

She was the only one who cared about the previous acquaintance and co-author?

Cheng Xionglin pushed the person away with force, turned around and sulked.

Chang Yuan was at a loss, why was she pushed away again?

Maybe she's used to being pushed away, maybe she's already shameless, like a baby silkworm, Chang Yuan moved towards Cheng Xionglin little by little: "Lin, Lin Lin, Lin Bao..."

After calling for a long time, Cheng Xionglin ignored her, and she hummed artificially, "Ah, my wound seems to be hurting again. The injury was too sudden, and the wound was not taken care of well, and it often recurred. Lin, it's really special." It hurts, believe it or not, it must be red and inflamed again."

As he spoke, he secretly pinched his stomach with his hands and faked the scene.

Ha ha.

After saving you, you still dislike me for not taking good care of me?

Cheng Xionglin was really laughed out of anger, instead of hiding with her, he turned over and asked directly: "Why didn't you take care of it? I think you are living very proudly!"

Huh? Chang Yuan was stunned by Cheng Xionglin, who suddenly turned around and yelled at her, and said flatteringly, "Ah, yes...it's pretty good."

Seeing that Chang Yuan still looked ignorant, Cheng Xionglin became more angry: "Have you seen me before! Before the bar!"

Seeing Cheng Xionglin's serious look, Chang Yuan thought about it seriously, and answered firmly, "No."

Cheng Xionglin suppressed the depression in his heart, sat up directly, pulled Chang Yuan to sit up too, and stretched out his hand to unbutton Chang Yuan's shirt.

Suddenly so enthusiastic...

Chang Yuan gave up thinking on her own, and opened her hands slightly, as if waiting for Cheng Xionglin to change her clothes.

Cheng Xionglin unbuttoned the bottom three buttons of his shirt and stopped moving. He slapped Chang Yuan's hands back, pointed to the three to four inch long scar on his stomach, and said, "I'll heal this wound of yours. Okay! I'm your savior, you know that?"