He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

She couldn't help but speed up. Yu Zeyao followed, watching her walk more and more anxiously, and was even more worried, thinking it was a serious collision.

"Jing Yu, stop!"

Jing Yu didn't listen to him and didn't respond.

He lost his patience. The man has long legs and takes a few steps and takes one step. It is quite easy to catch up with her. I caught her on the stairs. He clasped her shoulders and said helplessly and annoyed: "Why the more I make you stop, the faster you go?"

Jing Yu refused to turn around or speak, but silently broke off his hand. Where can Yu Zeyao let her push away? Two hands clasped her two slender arms, and with a little effort, she broke her whole body.

It's okay not to look at it, but to breathe tightly.

At this moment, her beautiful face was full of tears, and she cried very hard. Hyun Ran's appearance made him feel distressed.

Yu Zeyao had never seen her like this, and when Jing Rong was kidnapped, she had never seen her cry like this. My heart tightened for a while, and my breathing became much heavier. Faced with so many tears, he felt at a loss for a moment.

In the end, he only hugged her head with one hand and pressed her into his arms. Then, the free hand slowly took her hand from under the bridge of her nose, "Let me see."

Even the voice is extremely gentle.

Jing Yu bit his lip hard, tugging his shirt tighter with his hand. I could smell the scent of him, still that faintly fresh male scent, and did not come from the fragrance of other women.

Yu Zeyao didn't know how her heart was turning back and forth at this moment, only sighed and stroked the bridge of her nose lightly, "The solemnity is too careless, it's all blue."

His eyes fell on her tightly squeezed fingers, "Cry if you want to cry, don't bear it."

When these words came out, Jing Yu suddenly buried his face on his chest and cried seriously. However, when she cried, she just shed tears quietly, holding back her tears, and did not even choke.

However, this appearance made Yu Zeyao unspeakably distressed.

He made her cry as soon as he came back. I'm afraid, she has had a easier time when he is away from home.

She cried so much that she couldn't stop her tears. It seemed that the bump was really painful this time. Yu Zeyao had to pick her up, ready to go to his room. Jing Yu stiffened as if he had been stabbed by something, and whispered: "You let me down."

Because of crying, the nasal sound is very heavy.

"Do not cry?"

Jing Yu repeated: "Let me go down, and I will go to my room to sleep."

That's it.

Yu Zeyao's expression became darker, his thin lips tightened. I haven't seen her for several days, he really misses her. Even if he doesn't do anything with her, but hug her well and sleep with her is what he thinks.

But, obviously, she didn't think the same as herself. She is not a person who can be reserved enough to be hypocritical. If she really wants to, she really wants to, she won't refuse him like this.

Yu Zeyao turned around and hugged her into her room. He didn't say anything, didn't look at her again, and turned around and went out.

Jing Yu cried a little embarrassed, even she herself was frightened. My nose was almost flowing out, and I blew my nose with a tissue, but when I touched my nose, the pain was so painful that my tears would come out.

She stood in the bathroom and looked at herself with red eyes, scolding herself for being too unpromising. It's just a bump in the nose, and it really won't make you cry so miserably. But, is it really just because of being hit by the nose? She knew that was not the case.

When I was thinking, there was a noise outside. The door was pushed open, and she heard his footsteps ringing outside. Jing Yu took a piece of paper to wipe off the wet layer of eyelashes, and was about to go out, but he had already reached the bathroom door. There is an ice pack in his hand, "Apply it first."

Jing Yu answered and whispered, "Thank you."

In her voice, there was still a thick nasal sound, which sounded extremely wronged.

"Solemnly, let me apologize to you again." Yu Zeyao held some ointment in his hand.

Jing Yu pursed his lips, pressed the ice pack on the bridge of his nose, only looked down at the small carpet on the ground at the door, and said nothing. The two of them were in a stalemate, and they were speechless for a while. The atmosphere in the room became a bit low. Finally, Jing Yu said: "It's so late, aren't you sleepy?"

What are you sleepy?

She was scared sober by those tears.

"Can you sleep like this?" he asked her back.

Jing Yu shook his head.

Yu Zeyao pointed to the bed, "Go up and lie down, and I'll apply some medicine for bruising in a while. If you still have severe pain tomorrow, I will go to the hospital to take a picture."

"No, it's not that serious."

"It's not that serious, are you crying like that?" Yu Zeyao looked at her, "When Jing Rong had an accident, it was not like you are today."

His words seemed to hit Jing Yu somewhere. She stopped talking and didn't go to bed, just sat down on the sofa with an ice bag. Bend your knees and press your chin against your knees.

Seeing Yu Zeyao coming, she whispered: "Go to sleep, put the medicine here, and I can apply it myself."

Yu Zeyao's hand holding the medicine tightened. She kept driving herself away, but his mind always wanted to stay by her side for a while, and for a while. Obviously their minds are not balanced with each other.

Consciously boring, and really a little tired-the tiredness from deep in his heart swept him, he didn't stay much, put the medicine down, and turned around.

Jing Yu sat there stiffly, pressing his nose with an ice pack, his hands flushed with cold. She didn't turn around until the sound of the door was closed, looking at the closed door, as if powerless, she put down the ice bag, and she lay down on the sofa with no energy.

Yu Zeyao lay on the bed after taking a shower. It was four o'clock in the morning, but there was no sleep. Through the window, he glanced at the next room. The curtains of her window were closed tightly tonight, without a trace of light, and she didn't know if she was asleep by now.

He frowned, thinking that tomorrow he must explain that the curtains in her room should be completely replaced. Too opaque is not a good thing.

After a long time, she got up and walked towards her room in slippers and grey pajamas. Tonight, she didn't even lock the door. You don't need to bring a key, so you can go in smoothly. The light inside was still bright, and there was no sign of her on the bed. He looked over on the sofa and saw that she was asleep on the sofa.

With long hair spread out, the back of his head rested on the armrest of the sofa, sleeping uncomfortably, frowning his eyebrows. Dressed so thinly, without covering anything on his body, he must have caught a cold.

Yu Zeyao doubted that she was at home alone these few days, so she didn't know how to take care of herself.

He walked over and easily fished her from the sofa. Being moved, she was half awake from dreaming, fluttering her eyelashes, and half opening her eyes. The light in the room was too dazzling, she felt uncomfortable and covered her eyes with her hands. Yu Zeyao sighed, "Be careful."

It seems that tonight is really seriously injured.

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