Chapter 972 Luo'er, don't be afraid, I'm here! !
Ye Qianluo's sight was shrouded in blood, and the horror and panic emanating from the depths of her soul drove her to move her hands away from her ears, and then tightly covered her eyes.

"what……"

A shrill scream resounded above the bathroom...

"Don't, don't!" Ye Qianluo held her head tightly. In her mind, some long-lost memory was slowly, slowly recovering, and the fear that could burn her soul hit her heart again and again. Her nervousness made her completely trapped in the past experience and could not extricate herself.

Behind him, hurried footsteps sounded, Nangong Yao closed his eyes, restrained the strange brilliance in his eyes, and unconsciously evoked a sinister arc at the corners of his lips.

Then, he stretched out his arms and hugged Ye Qianluo, who was in a half-mad state in front of him, and leaned into her ear and whispered, "Nangong Ye!"

When a person is most vulnerable and helpless, he often thinks of the most important person in his life who is enough to be engraved in flesh and blood. The three gentle words knocked down all of Ye Qianluo's rationality. She stretched out her hand and hugged him tightly. Looking at the man in front of her, she kept muttering: "Nangong Ye, Nangong Ye, Nangong Ye..."

"Nangongyao, what did you do to her?" There was a beast-like roar from behind the two of them.

Ye Qianluo's hoarse shout just now finally alarmed the people outside.

All the elders in the restaurant hurriedly left the table and rushed towards the exit.

Nangong Ye had just finished answering the phone from the flower bed outside and entered the hall when he heard that scream from the bathroom that could disturb his eardrums.

Especially the fear and pain mixed in that voice made him, who had never changed his expression on the top of Mount Tai, turn pale in an instant, and almost ran to the place where the voice came out in a panic, but when he saw the tight When the two figures hugged each other, there was a buzzing sound in his mind, and something exploded.

Out of [-]% trust in his woman, he didn't ask 'what are you doing', but asked what Nangong Yao did to her.

Sometimes, just a word, a look, and a kind of trust are enough to pull a person back from despair.

Because of Nangong Ye's stern shout, and Sister Luo's gaze averted from Nangong Yao's eyes that seemed to be hypnotic, her own tenacious willpower immediately recovered, and even her consciousness was also restored. It gradually became clear.

The fog in front of her eyes dissipated, and the screams beside her ears also gradually dissipated. She raised her eyes subconsciously, and then subconsciously pushed away the man who was hugging her waist, and glanced at his shoulders in a panic. To the man standing behind him in the backlight.

She couldn't see the look on Nangong Ye's face clearly, but she could feel his quiet breath and surging killing intent.

Nangong Ye took a deep breath, her eyes were full of comfort and tolerance, Sister Luo's double frame turned red, and she said with a choked voice, "I, I don't know what happened."

After saying that, she started to back up again, until she reached behind the glass platform behind her, she stretched out her hands to cover her face, her legs softened and swiped towards the ground.

Nangong Yao subconsciously stretched out his hand, but out of the corner of his eye, a figure quickly passed by, and then, the woman in front of her fell firmly into Nangong Ye's arms.

"Luo'er, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Smelling the familiar fragrance of mint and listening to the soft whispers, Ye Qianluo couldn't control the helplessness in her heart any longer, and sobbed in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)

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