Chapter 27

Feeling the estrangement of the woman, Lu Zhengnan's two swords frowned, and his soft facial features suddenly condensed.

To hide her embarrassment, she whispered, "good night."

"Well, good night." There was no trace of temperature in his voice.

Dead silence in the bedroom in the dark.

Tang Mengyu took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes. Scenes of horror flashed back and forth in her brain. She felt that the blood vessels in her brain seemed to burst and crack. Almost every part of her body was shaking, and her hands and feet became as cold as ice.

Her abnormal behavior attracted the attention of people around her.

"Mengyu, are you ok?" The soft voice of a man rings in her ear.

"I I'm a little scared. " She replied, trembling.

The next moment, Lu Zhengnan sat up, fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp, and then picked up a Braille book from the bedside table.

"You go to bed first, and I'll be with you. Don't be afraid. I'll turn off the light when you fall asleep

Tang Mengyu turned to look at him and found that he was rubbing on the Braille book. His well-defined face was full of silhouettes cast by the dim light and the fusion of facial features.

I don't know why, she felt like a warm current in her heart, and a touch of emotion was rippling in her heart like water ripples, which instantly made people feel an illusion called security.

Maybe Lu Zhengnan is a sensible and good child, just like his aunt said. Although he seldom expressed his feelings, he did something gentle for the people around him with practical actions.

Oh, God is really unfair. Why let him suffer such misfortune.

Tang Mengyu was immersed in the endless regret of Lu Zhengnan's encounter. When he closed his eyes, he did not think of those terrible scenes, but quickly fell asleep.

In her dream, she was in the brightly lit living room of the villa and saw aunt he wearing an apron standing by the kitchen stove.

Aunt he is still alive?!

Surprised and pleased, she walked quickly to say hello.

"Auntie he, what are you cooking?"

She even asked twice, the other side did not answer, until the third time, aunt he suddenly turned around, two lines of bright red liquid from her eyes.

Oh, it's blood!

She was scared to turn around and run, but did not want to be blocked by the man's tall body, and this block her person is Lu Zhengnan.

His right hand held a floodlight dagger, saw her moment then quickly stabbed over. She subconsciously swayed, the dagger cut through her clothes and passed by.

However, with the advantage of height and leg length, the man took two steps forward and held her arm tightly. He raised the dagger high and prepared to stab her chest again.

"No!" She was so scared that she lost six spirits and opened her eyes and cried out.

When she came to her senses, she felt that there was no aunt he in front of her.

Although she realized that she had a nightmare, her heart rate didn't decrease. The blood was retrograde all over her body, and all the blood flowed to her head. After a little cooling down, the cold feeling penetrated into her bones, which made her tremble and twinkling tears began to circle in her eyes.

Suddenly, she found herself in a strong embrace, a powerful arm across her waist, covering her stomach. The other party's hot and humid breath was blowing out in her back neck, which made her feel tight all over.

She kept twisting her body to get rid of the other party's control, but the man's arms were like a pair of tongs, locking her tightly in his arms, so anxious that she immediately burst into tears.

"Mengyu, don't move Lu Zhengnan's deep and mellow voice came from behind her.

Her brows were tightly knit together, her lips trembled slightly, and she sobbed, "you What do you want to do? "

Lu Zhengnan slightly narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows in an evil way. His arm across her body exerted a little force, which made the distance between the two people closer.

"I won't touch you. Go to sleep."

However, Lu Zhengnan's words did not make her feel at ease, two people almost seamless together, if he did not touch her, there would be a ghost! In the situation of lonely men and few women embracing each other closely, how many men can there be like Liu Xiahui?

Tang Mengyu bit his lower lip hard, trying to keep himself awake. His fingertips clenched slightly, and his forehead and palms soon began to sweat.

For a long time, Lu Zhengnan did not make any movement. His big hand was placed firmly on her abdomen. A steady stream of heat was transmitted from his hand through his skin to her. All her feelings were concentrated on his warm palm for a moment.

The world seemed to be quiet for a moment. She could only hear his even breath and strong heartbeat.

Is he already asleep?

She wiped away the tears on her face with the back of her hand, and her spirit gradually relaxed. Then she felt sleepy. Her head was heavy, her eyelids were fighting, and her eyes were sour and astringent. She fell asleep unconsciously.

As the woman's light breath sounds regularly, a pair of dark eyes like the deep sea light up in the night.

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