happy little emperor

Chapter 58 Am I hurting you?
Yan Yu's horse went crazy and ran fast. Yan Yu was lying on the horse's back, feeling a little helpless for a moment. If she were to jump the horse at this time, her body was too weak, and something might happen if she fell. If it doesn't jump, the horse is already crazy, and it is completely unsafe to ride on it.

At this moment, I heard a familiar shouting voice, still so cold and arrogant, still so... irritable.

"Yan Yu! Vault!"

Feng Junqian didn't know when, he rode his horse and caught up with her crazy horse.

Yan Yu was lying on the horse's back, but he was a little scared. The speed of the horse was too fast, and his little face collapsed a little nervously, as if he was still fighting psychologically. Obviously, Feng Junqian was a person to her. , In fact, she doesn't have any sense of trust and security, she doesn't know how to trust him.

Feng Junqian turned pale, looked at Yan Yu, and said sharply, "Vault, don't be afraid, I'm here! Vault!"

Yan Yu's heart skipped a beat, and suddenly met his eyes. In those usually deep eyes, eyes that make it difficult to see the bottom, there is no mystery at this moment, only full of panic and anxiety. fear, fear?Would Feng Junqian also be afraid?
At this moment, Yan Yu only felt that Feng Junqian seemed to have suddenly become a mortal from a god-like figure.

Yan Yu was a little dazed for a moment. He didn't know what emotion he was in. Surprised?unbelievable?Or, there is still a little bit of softness?
"Jump quickly, Yan Yu, you can't delay any longer. There is Taihu Lake in front of you. You will fall into the water. Don't be afraid, trust me."

Insanely, Yan Yu actually believed him, or rather, she believed those eyes.

Yan Yu let go of his hand and jumped with his eyes closed.

At the same time, Feng Junqian tapped the saddle lightly with his toes, and then jumped up, flying to catch Yan Yu who was vaulting into his arms, and then fell to the ground by the huge inertial impact, Feng Junqian raised his arms He hugged her tightly and protected her in his arms. She was still so small, nestling in his arms like a kitten.

Yan Yu originally thought that after vaulting, she would have to endure huge impact and pain, and she was even mentally prepared not to get out of bed for three months, but what she didn't expect was that she seemed to have fallen into a cotton ball, so soft, But it is much more tenacious than cotton balls, and the guessed pain does not appear at all.

Yan Yu opened his eyes cautiously, and saw himself lying in a big embrace.

She quietly poked her head out from the embrace, looked at the cold and arrogant handsome face, blinked, and seemed to have not recovered for a moment.

To be precise, it should be because he still can't believe that Feng Junqian will save her? !
Feng Junqian's cold voice came: "Still not getting up? Is it comfortable to press on this king?"

Yan Yu was taken aback for a moment, only then did he realize that she was still lying in his arms!
This ambiguous posture really makes people daydream...

Yan Yu thought of this guy's "different hobbies", and instantly his hairs stood on end with fright, he quickly got up with a "bass", and coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment: "Well, what, of course I It wasn't intentional to put pressure on Ai Qing."

Why does this sound weird?

Feng Junqian propped himself up and stood up, frowning slightly, probably with some injuries on his body, Yan Yu hurriedly said: "Did I hurt you?"

? ? ?Why does this sound even weirder? !
Feng Junqian said with a dark face: "You should take care of yourself."

　Feng Junqian: You are hurting others, blah blah, big villain, beat your chest, blah blah!

　　(The above is from the author's obscenity, whispering Bibi)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)