Chapter 21 (1/2)

Wen Yiyi pursed her lips, endured the pain between her legs, and finally went down to the last step. As soon as her foot slipped, ”Putong” fell directly on the ground.

There is no blanket on the floor of the living room. It's cold and cold white floor tiles. When she falls down, Wen Yiyi only feels that her whole body's bones are going to be broken. She bares her teeth in pain.

The movement here is not small, naturally spread to Mo Xiu Chen's ear.

He removed his eyes from the newspaper and looked at the stairway. Then he saw the man who was struggling on the ground but could not get up.

I do not know why, see such a scene, Mo Xiuchen inexplicably feel some funny.

He pulled the corner of his mouth, put down the newspaper in his hand, got up and walked toward Wen Yiyi.

Wen Yiyi was lying on the ground, his face full of chagrin.

She tried to stand up from the ground with her arms up, but when she fell down just now, her elbow was on the ground. It hurt so much that she couldn't use any strength. She could only arch on the ground like a caterpillar.

Is arched, Wen Yiyi's eyes out of a pair of gray slippers.

Wen Yiyi struggles to get up. When she sees this pair of gray slippers, she stops. She looks up along the slippers, and the whole person is completely stupid.

”Mo, Mo Xiuchen...” Wen Yiyi yelled at him in a low voice, looking slightly embarrassed. He never thought that he hadn't left yet, and his embarrassed appearance was seen in his eyes.

”Well.” Mo Xiu Chen lightly should a, bend over, both hands a body, will the temperature depend on to embrace from the ground.

Wen Yiyi exclaimed, subconsciously put his hand around Mo Xiuchen's neck, small hand pulled tightly, for fear that one of his carelessness will fall down.

After a few seconds, what does Wen Yiyi react to? He raises his eyes and looks at Mo Xiuchen. If he wants to take back his hand around his neck, he feels that his hands holding her are slightly loose.

Her body is also sliding down, as if to fall down, just in the stairway that fall can make Wen Yiyi pain is not light, see this, quickly forced to hold the man.

Mo Xiuchen lowered his head to aim at her one eye, the voice is clear, the cold way: ”hold steady, fell I can't be responsible.”