Press Conference (1)(2/2)
Then Mengzhi blinked and looked at him, and tears fell down with a slight sound. She quickly bit her lips and lowered her head.
...I was scared to tears.
In this dark and closed elevator car with dim light and shadow, there was a legendary Buddha with a bad temper standing beside him. My heart trembled and trembled, and finally couldn't control himself...
Song Yi: “…”
Zhou Qiao once joked that he wanted to print out his photos and post them to the house in front of his house. The dark, cold and low air pressure was really not something that ordinary people could raise.
But it has never happened to scare a child. I didn’t expect that one day I would scare a girl to cry.
Minzhi grew up being coaxed and spoiled since childhood. Her uncle's bad temper would be much more restrained when he met her. She had never seen anyone so fiercely.
All eyes are fierce.
Psychic was afraid, and moved a little bit away silently, but he still sat obediently and carefully against the wall, holding his knees, and shrank into a small ball. She didn't seem to be afraid of such an environment, and she seemed even more afraid of Song Yi. He looked at him and she shed tears. When he glanced at her, she could hide back directly.
Song Yi: “…”
What's going on with this guy?
While pinching his eyebrows, he called the security room, and replied that he was already troubleshooting and not panic. He responded: "Please be trouble."
Then hung up the phone.
I look at me, and the more I look at it, the more I feel... irritable.
He patiently straightened the corners of his lips, "Stop crying, I won't eat you again."
Minzhi didn't know whether he was scared by his sudden voice or cried for too long. She burped her mouth and blinked her eyes twice. Her shame made her cry even more intense.
It's both lost and lost face.
Mengzhi felt it was too miserable.
She silently shrank herself like a ball of hair.
Song Yi pinched his eyebrows again and stopped talking. He just pulled his tie and exposed his impatience and forbearance.
"Which college is from?" he asked.
"Conservatory," Minzhi looked up carefully at him, "Composition Department."
"Well," he pulled off his tie again, put one hand in his pocket, and held the phone in the other hand. The light hit the elevator wall, and the reflected light hit him again. His whole body was reinforced by this kind of light and shadow and did not get close to him.
He stopped talking, Mei Feng locked his head slightly and looked at his phone with his head down.
I didn't bring anything with me, and my phone was also with my senior sister. At this moment, I could only look at my eyes, nose, and heart.
Song Yi didn't look at her, and she was finally less afraid.
I got used to it and didn't even think he was scary. Later, I sneezed, and Song Yi turned his head to look at her, and she responded, "It seems... it's a little cold. Oh, you probably can't feel that I'm wearing less. And I'm afraid of the cold - Ah sneezing! - Uh, I'm sorry!"
After being nervous, the chatterbox attributes were exposed...
Song Yi glanced at her, then began to unbutton it, took off his coat and threw it at her, "Put it a little."
Minzhi stretched out his little paws, hesitated for a moment, and thought for a while whether this was good or not, but felt that it seemed that it was not good to refuse. Finally, he took it in slow motion. His two big eyes blinked twice, and finally showed the first sincere and kind smile after meeting, "Thank you, senior brother!"
Senior brother is actually a good person.
Song Yi was shaken by her smile and narrowed his eyes.
Lower your head again, "Don't smile like this at a stranger."
Very dangerous.
Wasn't you still afraid of him just now?
Song Yi felt like a rabbit. If you scare her, she took a step back and felt a little more kind, and she would come up to rub you without remembering to eat.
Chapter completed!