Chapter 33
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Wan Li Yu
Zhang Yifeng originally wanted to say that you are not afraid of anything, but when you think about it carefully, what happened tonight is indeed a bit cruel, and even boys can't stand it, let alone girls.
Especially in the dead of night, He Yajiao lived alone, and it was inevitable that he would have random thoughts in his mind, so he nodded and said: "Okay."
Only then did He Yajiao smile, quickly open the door and invite Zhang Yifeng in. After entering the room, Miss Jiaojiao actually took the initiative to pour a glass of water for Zhang Yifeng.
"Drink some water, but be careful, it's a little hot."
Zhang Yifeng looked at He Yajiao and said calmly: "I have nothing to do to show my courtesy. Do you have anything else to say to me?"
He Yajiao showed an expression that said you've noticed this, and nodded lightly.
"Speak directly."
"Well, I'm going to take a shower now. Don't leave. After I finish taking a shower, can you come to my room?"
Just when Zhang Yifeng was thinking wildly, He Yajiao's voice came again: "Well, don't think about it. I am scared alone. Can you stay in the room and watch me fall asleep? Otherwise, I will definitely not be able to sleep."
Zhang Yifeng was relieved when he heard this and nodded lightly in agreement. He is not afraid of a girl, so what is he afraid of?
"Zhang Yifeng, I knew you were the best! Let's go to my room. You can watch TV in the room first."
He Yajiao laughed at that time, jumped up and down, and seemed to be cheerful again.
He Yajiao's room was the room where Zhang Yifeng lived before. After Zhang Yifeng left, He Yajiao immediately moved in and replaced all the things in the room that Zhang Yifeng had used.
The room now is filled with pink atmosphere and a faint girly fragrance.
The room was large, it was a suite, and it had everything except a kitchen.
"You watch TV for a while, I'm going to take a shower."
He Yajiao took her pajamas and went directly into the bathroom, which was right next to the bedroom.
Zhang Yifeng shook his head lightly and did not turn on the TV. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the sofa and called He Lei to reassure him. Then he began to breathe out.
Today's events made him understand the importance of strength even more. The cultivation level of the first level of body tempering is nothing at all.
Half an hour later, He Yajiao came out of the bathroom. This girl was actually wearing pajamas.
Zhang Yifeng took one look and immediately closed his eyes.
After He Yajiao came out, she immediately got on the bed, covered her body with a quilt, and then said, "I fell asleep."
"Well, go to sleep."
"Well, don't leave tonight and sleep in the room next to me. It's getting late and you can't take a taxi. Let's go to school together tomorrow."
"Alright."
Zhang Yifeng did not refuse, because He Yajiao was right.
"OK, good night."
He Yajiao said good night, hugged the big rabbit next to her, closed her eyes and started to sleep.
About half an hour later, He Yajiao's breathing became even and she should have fallen asleep, but just when Zhang Yifeng was about to leave the room, He Yajiao suddenly shouted.
"Don't come over... don't come over... don't come over..."
Zhang Yifeng turned around and saw He Yajiao with a frightened expression on her face, struggling on the bed as if she was resisting. One look at it and I knew it was a nightmare.
"Help me...don't come here, wuwuwu, help me..."
He Yajiao was sleeping, with a face full of fear and a hint of crying. That look was really heartbreaking.
Zhang Yifeng sighed, went straight to the bed, held He Yajiao's dancing hand, and said gently: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
The warmth from the palm of her hand and these familiar words immediately calmed He Yajiao in her sleep, and the panic on her face gradually disappeared.
"Zhang Yifeng...don't leave, never leave me behind."
He Ya's sweet voice came.
Zhang Yifeng didn't speak, but just patted the back of He Yajiao's hand with his hand. He Yajiao murmured a few more words in her sleep, and then fell asleep peacefully.
After waiting for another half hour, Zhang Yifeng made sure that He Yajiao was asleep before planning to leave.
However, when he was about to stand up, he realized that He Yajiao's hands were tightly holding his left hand. As long as he exerted force, He Yajiao would also exert force. Even if she was asleep, she seemed to be afraid that he would run away. .
"Don't go...don't leave me. I'm afraid."
Zhang Yifeng shook his head and smiled bitterly, and had to sit by the bed. Since he could not sleep, he could only look at He Yajiao.
Watch her frown, watch her smile. I don't know what she dreamed about in her dream.
Time passed and soon it was getting dark.
He Yajiao's tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and as soon as she opened them, she saw a side face.
Zhang Yifeng was sitting on the edge of the bed, turning to look out the window.
Under the morning light, Zhang Yifeng looked like the son of the God of Light, full of charm. He Yajiao was stunned for a moment.
Suddenly, Zhang Yifeng turned his head and said, "Are you awake?"
"Ah."
He Yajiao was slightly surprised, actually a little shy.
"Then can you let go of me? My left hand has long been numb after being held by you all night."
"what?"
He Yajiao was reminded by Zhang Yifeng, and then she realized that her hands were tightly holding Zhang Yifeng's left hand, like a child holding its beloved toy.
"Zhang Yifeng, have you been sitting here all night without sleeping?" He Yajiao felt a little guilty.
"What do you think? You held my hand tightly and didn't let me go at all. I even doubted whether you were asleep or not."
He Yajiao was a little moved, and then said: "Then why don't you just sleep on my bed?"
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "Don't really think that I am safe for you."
Hearing this, He Yajiao suddenly became quiet and asked after a while: "Zhang Yifeng, do you really have a problem?"
Zhang Yifeng looked at He Yajiao and nodded without hesitation: "Yes."
Especially in the dead of night, He Yajiao lived alone, and it was inevitable that he would have random thoughts in his mind, so he nodded and said: "Okay."
Only then did He Yajiao smile, quickly open the door and invite Zhang Yifeng in. After entering the room, Miss Jiaojiao actually took the initiative to pour a glass of water for Zhang Yifeng.
"Drink some water, but be careful, it's a little hot."
Zhang Yifeng looked at He Yajiao and said calmly: "I have nothing to do to show my courtesy. Do you have anything else to say to me?"
He Yajiao showed an expression that said you've noticed this, and nodded lightly.
"Speak directly."
"Well, I'm going to take a shower now. Don't leave. After I finish taking a shower, can you come to my room?"
Just when Zhang Yifeng was thinking wildly, He Yajiao's voice came again: "Well, don't think about it. I am scared alone. Can you stay in the room and watch me fall asleep? Otherwise, I will definitely not be able to sleep."
Zhang Yifeng was relieved when he heard this and nodded lightly in agreement. He is not afraid of a girl, so what is he afraid of?
"Zhang Yifeng, I knew you were the best! Let's go to my room. You can watch TV in the room first."
He Yajiao laughed at that time, jumped up and down, and seemed to be cheerful again.
He Yajiao's room was the room where Zhang Yifeng lived before. After Zhang Yifeng left, He Yajiao immediately moved in and replaced all the things in the room that Zhang Yifeng had used.
The room now is filled with pink atmosphere and a faint girly fragrance.
The room was large, it was a suite, and it had everything except a kitchen.
"You watch TV for a while, I'm going to take a shower."
He Yajiao took her pajamas and went directly into the bathroom, which was right next to the bedroom.
Zhang Yifeng shook his head lightly and did not turn on the TV. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the sofa and called He Lei to reassure him. Then he began to breathe out.
Today's events made him understand the importance of strength even more. The cultivation level of the first level of body tempering is nothing at all.
Half an hour later, He Yajiao came out of the bathroom. This girl was actually wearing pajamas.
Zhang Yifeng took one look and immediately closed his eyes.
After He Yajiao came out, she immediately got on the bed, covered her body with a quilt, and then said, "I fell asleep."
"Well, go to sleep."
"Well, don't leave tonight and sleep in the room next to me. It's getting late and you can't take a taxi. Let's go to school together tomorrow."
"Alright."
Zhang Yifeng did not refuse, because He Yajiao was right.
"OK, good night."
He Yajiao said good night, hugged the big rabbit next to her, closed her eyes and started to sleep.
About half an hour later, He Yajiao's breathing became even and she should have fallen asleep, but just when Zhang Yifeng was about to leave the room, He Yajiao suddenly shouted.
"Don't come over... don't come over... don't come over..."
Zhang Yifeng turned around and saw He Yajiao with a frightened expression on her face, struggling on the bed as if she was resisting. One look at it and I knew it was a nightmare.
"Help me...don't come here, wuwuwu, help me..."
He Yajiao was sleeping, with a face full of fear and a hint of crying. That look was really heartbreaking.
Zhang Yifeng sighed, went straight to the bed, held He Yajiao's dancing hand, and said gently: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
The warmth from the palm of her hand and these familiar words immediately calmed He Yajiao in her sleep, and the panic on her face gradually disappeared.
"Zhang Yifeng...don't leave, never leave me behind."
He Ya's sweet voice came.
Zhang Yifeng didn't speak, but just patted the back of He Yajiao's hand with his hand. He Yajiao murmured a few more words in her sleep, and then fell asleep peacefully.
After waiting for another half hour, Zhang Yifeng made sure that He Yajiao was asleep before planning to leave.
However, when he was about to stand up, he realized that He Yajiao's hands were tightly holding his left hand. As long as he exerted force, He Yajiao would also exert force. Even if she was asleep, she seemed to be afraid that he would run away. .
"Don't go...don't leave me. I'm afraid."
Zhang Yifeng shook his head and smiled bitterly, and had to sit by the bed. Since he could not sleep, he could only look at He Yajiao.
Watch her frown, watch her smile. I don't know what she dreamed about in her dream.
Time passed and soon it was getting dark.
He Yajiao's tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and as soon as she opened them, she saw a side face.
Zhang Yifeng was sitting on the edge of the bed, turning to look out the window.
Under the morning light, Zhang Yifeng looked like the son of the God of Light, full of charm. He Yajiao was stunned for a moment.
Suddenly, Zhang Yifeng turned his head and said, "Are you awake?"
"Ah."
He Yajiao was slightly surprised, actually a little shy.
"Then can you let go of me? My left hand has long been numb after being held by you all night."
"what?"
He Yajiao was reminded by Zhang Yifeng, and then she realized that her hands were tightly holding Zhang Yifeng's left hand, like a child holding its beloved toy.
"Zhang Yifeng, have you been sitting here all night without sleeping?" He Yajiao felt a little guilty.
"What do you think? You held my hand tightly and didn't let me go at all. I even doubted whether you were asleep or not."
He Yajiao was a little moved, and then said: "Then why don't you just sleep on my bed?"
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "Don't really think that I am safe for you."
Hearing this, He Yajiao suddenly became quiet and asked after a while: "Zhang Yifeng, do you really have a problem?"
Zhang Yifeng looked at He Yajiao and nodded without hesitation: "Yes."
