Chapter 56.2 (1/2)

At the same time, he turned around angrily and glared at Xin Zezhao.

Xin Zezhao is so stares by Li Yu, an excited immediately reaction comes over, two or three then step to cool small Yu's body, haven't come to squat down, then suddenly hear a high voice of scream.

”Don't come here!”

Liang Xiaoyu suddenly loses control of his mood. His eyes are wide open. He looks at Xin Zezhao in horror. His body trembles slightly. It seems that he has seen something extraordinary.

Li Yu feels Liang Xiaoyu's trembling in panic. She gently pats the back of Liang Xiaoyu's hand and clenches it to pass the temperature from the palm of her hand.

Liang Xiaoyu only looked at Xin Zezhao, then closed his eyes in pain. Tears kept flowing down, and his mouth was still murmuring: ”don't come here, don't touch me, I don't want to see him.”

Xin Zezhao's heart, which he had just been held tightly, was in pain as if the whole one had been pulled out. Looking at Liang Xiaoyu, he looked as if he had seen a fierce tiger. He couldn't dodge, and his heart was thumping.

The next second, I suddenly saw the fleeting dislike in Liang Xiaoyu's eyes. Suddenly, there was a roar in my mind, and the anger occupied the whole mind.

”Li Yu, get out of the way.” Xin Zezhao's voice was low and cool, and his voice was even colder and colder.

”Ah?” Li Yu knows nothing about what happened. She feels the atmosphere is low and rigid, and her eyes are at a loss. But looking at Liang Xiaoyu like this, I'm afraid it's also because of Xin Zezhao

Xin Zezhao is not so good patience. When Li Yu comes back to his senses, he simply and rudely pulls Liang Xiaoyu's hand out of Li Yu's and holds it tightly.

The big hand with clear bones seems to have a burning heat, and the familiar masculine atmosphere suddenly makes Liang Xiao's remaining consciousness shake up and struggle.

Xin Zezhao is regardless of the dungeon, holding Liang Xiaoyu's hand firmly, staring straight at Liang Xiaoyu's struggling and twisting body. It seems that there is a flame burning in it, and the green tendons on his hands make his body more violent.

”Let go of me!” Liang Xiaoyu cried with a crying voice.