Quick Transmigration: The host is so sweet after being counter-attacked!

Chapter 806 The Modern Cat-Eared Girl 33
Hmm... Fragment This is, afraid?
This is just a guess, but judging from the experience of so many planes, it shouldn't be.

Shang Li's title is the Lord God of Light, and only ghosts have always been afraid of him. When did he start to be afraid of these false things.

Zhu Chu muttered a few words in her heart, and stretched out her hand honestly, the ice blue in her beautiful eyes was shining, she approached Feng Yang, and whispered: "If you are afraid, sir, you can hold my hand. "

There are few things to be afraid of in pieces, and Zhu Chu doesn't mind giving him a little more care.

They bought couple seats, and there was no one else next to them. After hearing the little girl's voice, Feng Yang quickly got out of the emotion just now.

He is not afraid, but often times, the darkness seems to always bring him some not-so-good memories.

In the flickering light and shadow, the young man pursed his lower lip calmly, and soon relaxed, his long eyelashes trembling, without saying anything, he put one of his hands in the girl's palm.

The young man's fingers are clearly knuckle, perhaps because of the mixed blood, they look a little pale, but they are not sickly, like a piece of fine white jade, which should be warm and moist, but when you hold it, you can still catch the fingers. Tip the lurking coolness.

Zhu Chu blinked, was he really scared?
She was wondering, the next moment Feng Yang's soft voice fell in her ears: "I'm a little scared, I thought..."

Feng Yang didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but turned his target to the young couple who were hugging each other intimately in front, the emotion in the words was self-evident.

Zhu Chu immediately let go of the doubts in her heart. The fragments have already admitted so, so she can't continue to doubt. The God of Light still has something to be afraid of. Although it is only one of the fragments, it still gives herself a feeling The euphoric feeling of mastering his little secret.

"It's okay, just hold me tight, sir, don't be afraid."

The little girl's eyes were curved, as if a pool of clear spring water was rippling slightly.

Feng Yang glanced at it, and quickly lowered his eyes, covering the curve of his lips with a not-so-bright light.

The original purpose was not achieved, but now it seems that it is not bad.

The first half of the movie was spent complaining, and after the second half of the movie held Shard's hand, Zhu Chu couldn't fully focus on the movie, and had to pay attention to the other party's situation from time to time.

The popcorn in the bucket soon bottomed out, Zhu Chu felt empty with his other hand, and just as he was about to frown, Coke was handed to his lips.

Looking up, there is a blond young man with a lazy smile, and his voice is low and pleasant: "Take a sip."

One of their hands was still held together, and Zhu Chu leaned over to take a sip. With this posture, the distance between them was infinitely close, and when they turned sideways, they could even feel the hot breath of each other.

Zhu Chu heard the other party's chuckle.

"Chuchu is really good."

Appropriately pretending to be obedient and pitiful can win the little girl's sympathy for a while, but it is not advisable in the long run. Feng Yang just regrets that the time they have known each other is still too short, so many things they want to say can't be said for the time being.

But when the movie ended, he still called out the name he always wanted to call.

(End of this chapter)