Chapter 170

"Ah Zhao Fulin was so cold that she dived directly into Mu Tingfeng's arms. Her nose, which had been hit once, was hit hard again. Zhao almost burst into tears with pain.

"Are you all right?" Mu Tingfeng was startled to hear Zhao Fulin's exclamation, and hurriedly lowered his head to see Zhao Fulin's situation.

Zhao Fulin covered her nose and said in a stuffy voice: "no... it's OK. Why did the elevator suddenly shake so badly, and why didn't the person who repaired it come?"

Mu Tingfeng didn't speak. Zhao Fulin rubbed her nose and felt something wrong.

"The elevator is shaking so much that it can't be just a power failure. Mu Tingfeng, did you hide something from me? This elevator... "

Mu Tingfeng still did not speak, just holding Zhao Fulin's hand unconsciously tightened a few minutes.

Zhao Fulin's face is slightly white. Although she has not known Mu Tingfeng for a long time, she can still feel some of his little habits clearly.

For him, some things do not deny is to admit, Mu Tingfeng at the moment long silence is tantamount to acquiescence.

"What's the matter? Even if it's death, at least let me die to understand and be an understanding ghost. "

Zhao Fulin's words pricked Mu Tingfeng's face slightly heavy, almost sullen spit out two words: "No."

"What?"

"You're not going to die. We're not going to die." Calm words with unspeakable persuasion, it is impossible to refute.

Zhao Gulin choked and looked up at the outline of the man's face that was dimly exposed in the dark.

Even in the dark, Zhao Fulin could see Mu Tingfeng's deep and secluded eyes, which contained some moving determination and some things she could not understand.

Heart, uncontrollable hard a jump, Zhao Fulin is almost flustered to move a line of sight, dare not go to see Mu Tingfeng's eyes again.

There are too many things in the bread that make Zhao Fulin feel extremely heavy. Her instinct for danger tells her that as long as she takes one more look, only one more look, I'm afraid the things in it will pester her all the time and make her... Doomed.

Mu Tingfeng takes a panoramic view of Zhao Fulin's every move by the faint light projected from the elevator door, and there is a strange light in his eyes.

Silence between the two spread bit by bit, a self deceptive denial of each other, a patient waiting for prey step by step into their own trap.

Both of them stopped talking until the third shake came.

This time, the shaking was obviously more violent than the previous two, and it lasted for a long time before it stabilized.

And Mu Tingfeng as early as when the elevator began to shake, he wrapped Zhao Fulin in his arms and protected her from the shaking.

Zhao Fulin leaned against Mu Tingfeng's arms, gritted her teeth, endured another disgusting shake, and slowly opened her eyes. Looking at Mu Tingfeng who was protecting herself in her arms, her eyes were rare and complicated.

For the first time in her life, Zhao found that she could not see through a person.

It's clear that not long ago, this person didn't have a good face for himself. The first time I met him, I was determined to divorce him. Later, I appeared in front of myself from time to time, fighting with all kinds of you who didn't like each other.

But at this critical juncture, he is also a protector in his arms.

This is the first time that Zhao Fulin has been so carefully protected in her arms. In the past, she always rushed to the front and protected others. Never has she been so protected as now, and the person who protected her is... This guy.

It took Zhao Fulin quite a while to feel like a self whisper, and he asked tentatively, "Mu Tingfeng, if... I mean, if I die today, will you be happy or sad?" Or... It doesn't matter?

It's also ironic to think that it's only a few months since she was shot and died. She is on the verge of life and death again. At this critical moment, she is not a life and death comrade in arms or a blood family member, but an ex husband who has never dealt with her! This may be life, Zhao Fulin thought of self mockery.

In fact, Zhao Fulin is not too afraid of death. After all, she is actually a person who died once. She just stole these months.

Although I'm not willing to find the killer to kill myself, I can't let Lele go.

Would that child cry if he knew he would never see his favorite mother again? But now Lele is not alone. With Duan Yarong protecting him, she can feel a little more at ease.

It's just a pity that I can't see that child grow up with my own eyes. After all, it's the first and only child in my two lives.

Mu Tingfeng heard Zhao Fulin's words, eyebrow subconsciously twisted, with the tone of the speech also some annoyed up: "I said will not let you die."

Zhao Fulin chuckled: "president Mu, what confidence do you have to say this kind of words so definitely? You know, now you can't protect yourself. If one can't do it well, we may have to explain it here today."

Zhao Fulin voice did not fall, Mu Tingfeng has quickly interrupted her: "yes."

"Yes? What can I do? " Zhao Fulin was stunned. For a moment, she didn't react.

"If there's an emergency, it's a big deal. I'll go with you."

Together? Together what? Die together? Are you kidding? Zhao Fulin was completely stunned by Mu Tingfeng's words. She looked up and wanted to see a little joke in Mu Tingfeng's eyes. Unfortunately, this time she would be disappointed.

Under the dark shadow, Mu Tingfeng's eyes are incredibly bright. He stares at Zhao Fulin's face, as if he wants to engrave Zhao Fulin's whole face, even her whole person, into the depths of those eyes and become one of them.

For a long time, Mu Tingfeng seemed to be bewitched by something. He slowly bent down and found Zhao Fulin's lips. He slowly but firmly covered them.

"Well..." Zhao Fulin was forced to kiss, her eyes suddenly tightened, holding Mu Tingfeng's hand instinctively.

Because at first the whole person was trapped in Mu Tingfeng's arms, this meeting was treated like this, her mind was blank, and she forgot to resist. When she finally realized that she should resist, it was too late.

Mu Tingfeng's kiss is just like the feeling he gives people. It's as if he wants to swallow the person he is kissing into his stomach without giving anyone a chance to share food. However, in addition to the cold and overbearing, Mu Tingfeng's kiss also has a hint of indulgence. He is careful to give people the illusion that he is being held in the palm of his hand, Little by little, you can't escape.