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Chapter 12 Heroes Save America
However, as soon as he thought that if he was delayed by one second, Yi Youxia's hope of being rescued would be reduced by one point. He felt like he had been injected with chicken blood, and rushed up to the window sill on the second floor.

He kicked the broken glass window and jumped into the room.By the light of the mobile phone, I saw Yi Youxia lying on the floor, her whole body twitching non-stop, her lips were colorless, and her face was as pale as paper.

He quickly picked her up, lay flat on the bed, pressed her heart and gave her artificial respiration.

Seeing him and seeing the lights in the room, Yi Youxia's phobia eased a little. After he took a breath, the spasm in his throat stopped, and he could breathe smoothly.

"Is it a heart attack? Where is the medicine?" He asked anxiously.

"I don't have any medicine, I have gloomy phobia." Yi Youxia shook his head weakly.

He breathed a sigh of relief, it wasn't a heart attack.

Phobias usually come and go quickly. After drinking a glass of water, Yi Youxia felt much better.

"Xiaoye, you climbed up from the outside, it's too dangerous." She didn't expect him to take the risk to save herself, and she was extremely grateful.

"Otherwise, how do you get in?" Rong Zhenye glanced at the triple "big mountain" behind the door.

"I'm sorry." She was embarrassed and apologetic, "Your clothes are all wet, change them quickly, and be careful not to catch a cold." She wanted to unbutton him, but the moment her hand touched the skirt of the shirt, she shrank back suddenly like a needle prick .

In the darkness, a cold light flashed: "To be honest, you are so dry and flat, even if you take the initiative, I'm not interested!" Rong Zhenye's venomous voice floated faintly in the air.

Yi Youxia vomited blood, and the little affection that had just sprouted disappeared.

"You're not my type either." She gave him an annoyed look.

"Who is your favorite, Xia Yuhan?" Rong Zhenye frowned unconsciously.

"Yes, he is my heavenly vegetable." She pouted.

Rong Zhenye was furious for no reason, and like to vent his anger, he took off his wet clothes and threw them on the sofa.

The hazy light, like a thin veil, gently enveloped his perfect body.

Looking at the legendary mermaid lines and sexy six-pack abs, Yi Youxia's eyes froze.

A drop of water fell from the tip of the beauty's black hair to her chest, and slowly slid down along the graceful curve of her muscles.

"Does it look good?" Rong Zhenye's sneer came from above his head.

Yi Youxia nodded subconsciously.As a fashion designer, I am used to seeing models with good figures, but this is the first time I have encountered a hanger with such a well-proportioned body, such a sexy curve, and such perfect proportions that there is almost no defect.

In a daze, Rong Zhenye's sinfully handsome face came over: "Me or Xia Yuhan, who is better looking?"

"From an aesthetic point of view, you are superior." Yi Youxia confessed that he was incomparably handsome and had no rival.

Rong Zhenye was in a happy mood, and there was a small hook at the corner of his mouth, which meant that this girl had good eyesight.

But Yi Youxia didn't finish her sentence: "Personally, I prefer Xia Yuhan's type."

Xia Yuhan is gentle and elegant, always with a smile on her face, like a spring breeze, warm and peaceful.Rong Zhenye was too cold and deep, with an expressionless poker face and a pair of icy eyes that couldn't see to the bottom, people would never be able to read or guess.This kind of person is like the cold moon in the sky. Although it is radiant and pleasing to the eye, it can only be seen from a distance and cannot be approached.

Before she finished speaking, Rong Zhenye's lips turned into a downward line: "Are you short-sighted?"

"Slightly, 0 for the left eye, 8 for the right eye." Yi Youxia nodded.

"No wonder people are blurry. Next time, go to the ophthalmology department for treatment." Rong Zhenye patted her forehead hard, causing her to scream "Ouch" in pain, "Myopia can't be cured, and I'm not serious, so don't need to look at it." .” She looked dumbfounded, pretending not to understand what he meant.

"At least the eyes can be corrected." Rong Zhenye hummed softly. Xia Yuhan looked horizontally and vertically, left and right, and there was nothing better than him. He actually liked that type, and there was definitely something wrong with his eyes.

Yi Youxia stuck out her tongue at him, this guy must be used to being pretty, so he is not allowed to say that others are better than him.

Outside the window, the wind and rain are still raging, and it seems that the power will not be restored.

Rong Zhenye pushed back the three "big mountains" at the door to their original positions.Yi Youxia thought he was going to leave, so she quickly grabbed his arm, "Don't go, okay?"

Rong Zhenye didn't intend to leave at first, turned his head to look at her pleading eyes, it was very helpful, and decided to take the opportunity to enjoy it: "I'm sleepy." He yawned deliberately.

(End of this chapter)