shock!The vase in the entertainment industry was reborn to become a god of learning

Chapter 290

The night was dark and windy, and the walls were in ruins.

Coupled with the sound of approaching footsteps, the atmosphere of a horror movie is full.

At this time, the only visitor could only be Uncle Qian.

But this footsteps were light and elegant, like a cat walking alone in the dark night.

Not Uncle Qian.

Rong Xianning turned around. Except for the flashlight in his hand that illuminated the area, the rest of the place was invisible, as dark as an abyss.

"Who?" He stared in the direction of the door warily, and put one hand into his coat pocket. There was a fruit knife hidden inside.

When I was helping Uncle Qian push the cart, he fell off the cart.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Rong Xianning clenched the knife and stared straight ahead.

"Meow!" A strange cry in the darkness suddenly made people's hair stand on end, followed by a black shadow leaping over.

Rong Xianning couldn't avoid it, and a pair of sharp claws flashed with sharp light in the darkness, and rushed straight towards Rong Xianning's face.

That thing was so fast that no matter how fast Rong Xianning reacted, it was difficult to avoid it. Seeing that his face was about to suffer, at the critical moment, a man rushed towards him, hugging him and rolling him to the ground...

Rong Xianning's mind was buzzing, and in the confusion, he smelled a faint familiar fragrance on the tip of his nose, and his whole body suddenly froze.

The phone fell not far away, the light and shadow could only cover a small area of ​​the world, and they were surrounded by darkness.

The person pressed against him, and the soft touch enveloped the girl's fragrance, as if he fell into a wonderful dream for an instant. Rong Xianning's face turned red from the blink of an eye.

Thoughts went back and forth a thousand times, and only a few seconds passed. The person standing up stood up and stretched out his hand towards him on the ground.

Rong Xianning was stunned for a moment, and he reached out hesitantly.

The skin on the girl's palm is soft, with a jade-like touch, cool and delicate.

It was as if an electric current spread from the place where the skin touched and flowed to the limbs and bones. The whole person felt like he was falling into the clouds and fog, and he didn't know where he was.

"Are you injured?" With the light and shadow, only a vague outline could be seen.

"I am fine."

Shen Youan immediately stood in front of him and looked toward the balcony.

Under the dim moonlight, a black cat squatted on the windowsill, its green eyes shining fiercely, staring straight at the two of them.

It was this black cat that tried to attack Rong Xianning just now.

"This kind of stray wild cat is very aggressive. Please stay away."

Rong Xianning looked at the girl standing in front of him. The distance between the two was very close. She was obviously so weak, but she did not hesitate to protect him behind her. Somewhere in her heart was a soft mess.

The black cat arched its back and flashed its claws, a posture ready for battle.

Shen Youan picked up an old rotten stick from the ruins and held it in his hand, taking a fighting stance.

Rong Xianning held the fruit knife in his hand, took a step forward, and stood in front of Shen You'an: "I am a man, I should protect you."

Shen Youan was stunned.

Her height is already extremely outstanding among girls of the same age. Boys develop late, and Rong Xianning looks about the same height as her. She has narrow shoulders and a thin back, and looks extremely frail. However, she is such a young boy at the moment. In front of her, he threatened to protect her.

Shen Youan found it funny, not because of the other person's overestimation of his abilities, she just thought that this boy was simply funny.

Growing up, he probably couldn't bear to step on an ant to death.

Perhaps the light of the knife in Rong Xianning's hand flashed into the black cat's eyes. Perhaps it was the murderous look in his eyes that frightened the black cat. The black cat barked and suddenly ran away from the window, slipped into the darkness, and disappeared without a trace. No trace.

A false alarm.

Rong Xianning breathed a sigh of relief and put away the knife again.

Shen Youan's guess was correct. He had indeed been unwilling to hurt an ant since he was a child. Facing a ferocious wild cat, he had no confidence, but his hand holding the knife never relaxed.

Because the person he swore to protect for the rest of his life was right behind him.