Please Continue Protecting Me

"... not fun."

Rong Mo quickly closed her smile and said with a grimace, "What if you accidentally fell me down? I'm half disabled, just fall again ..."

"Impossible." He interrupted her suddenly.

Not only was his tone a bit fierce, his face seemed to sink down, but Rong Mo looked at the obscure scum on his face and couldn't see how his face looked.

It's a different kind of man.

Especially when she looked down at her, her eyes were dark and deep, as if she wanted to trap the person in her eyes.

Seeing what he felt for her now, he became fierce again.

Rong Mo never knows what it feels like to have soft legs, but she thinks that ordinary girls are looked at by him like this.

Either afraid or ...

Infatuated?

But he is just a mysterious and somewhat fierce school worker. Where is such a big charm can make people fascinated?

"Rest assured, my hands are very fast, even if you have one more, you can't fall." He released one hand holding the wheelchair, and said, "One hand can lift you up, do you want to try? ? "

Saying that the hand was about to work hard, Rong Mo felt that the wheelchair was about to be vacated, and screamed in shock, "Don't, put down!"

The wheelchair landed on the ground and made a muffled sound.

Rong Moqi glared at him, "You let go of your hand."

He looked at her for a while and let go of his hand.

Rong Mogang breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly he held her wheelchair again with his hand.

This time, he seemed to use a lot of strength. She just felt a shock in her body, and it felt like he used one hand to easily control her wheelchair.

"Ms. Li is old, and I will take you up and down the stairs."

Rong Mozhen looked for a moment, and saw that he leaned down slightly, and the blue tendons on the back of the hand holding her wheelchair showed up.

"Don't be stupid enough to let someone touch your wheelchair. They're so hard, it's no wonder they don't break you."

When he spoke, he kept his voice very low, and the strong sense of oppression that made Rong Mo instinctively shrank his body deep into the wheelchair.

"Why ... help me?"

If this is asked from other populations, such as what it means.

Nie Feizhan can only throw out a sentence impatiently, I'm happy.

Sky-high commission, an important task, if he is not willing to do it, no one can force him to do it.

why?

Because I am willing.

How can he save others from being bullied?

But such an answer cannot be said in front of her.

Nie Feizhan looked at her slightly flickering pupils, and immediately found the depressed uneasiness in her heart.

It was like a year ago, she resisted tears in front of the kidnappers.

He saw it at first glance. The girl was courageous but stubborn. She didn't let others bully herself until the last moment, and she struggled and screamed until the last moment, and her tears covered her face.

For a moment, his apex seemed to be pinched severely, and his pain was numb.

"You can be trusted."

Rong Mo froze, "Who? My dad?"

With so many bodyguards in their house, it's really impossible to find one from Longyan special guard. How could she find one for her ... so fierce?

He didn't speak, Rong Mo asked again, "Are you a bodyguard?"

"I'm just a janitor." He said blankly, "doing chores."

"Then why do you care about me?"

Because I'm happy.

Looking at her stubborn and beautiful eyes, Nie Feizhan wanted to raise her hand.

Squeeze her face, or pat her head, so that she no longer asks so many questions he doesn't want to answer.

Ask again, the camouflage on his face can't hide.

When he didn't speak, Rong Mo was a little bit anxious, grabbing his sleeve at once, "You haven't answered me yet."

Nie Feizhan glanced at her hand holding her sleeve.

Her hands are small and showy, more delicate than the hands of any girl he's ever seen, leaving traces and even injuries when touched.

When he was rescued that day, he just scratched her shoulders, and the skin was red with shocking scars, not to mention those **** things.

Nie Feizhan felt a fire in his heart, and he pressed the urge to free her hand and said coldly, "All the chores in the school are under my control."

Rong Mo unknowingly drummed up the drum cheeks.

She is certainly not satisfied with this answer. This person is so strange. She scratched her heart and just wanted to look at the face under his beard to find out what he was doing.

When Nie Feizhan saw her holding her clothes, she bent down and lifted the wheelchair with both hands.

Rong Mo was caught off guard and let go.

He turned around, and even took her wheelchair, turned a 360 degree circle and put her on the ground.

He lifted her very high at once, and Rong Mo thought subconsciously that he would put the wheelchair on the ground severely and closed his eyes nervously.

But she did not expect it to be light on the ground. She opened one eye and found that he was in front of her, with her hands on both sides of the wheelchair, and almost trapped her in the small space in the wheelchair.

"From today on, you are my business."

Rong Moliang was a little bit nervous, and when he wanted to speak, he stood up, a little impatient, "I'm not a teacher, I can't answer you so many reasons."

"If you don't want to, you can still go to Teacher Li." After a pause, he didn't know what he was thinking, and his tone became more and more low.

He remembered when she was outside her classroom and saw the boy grab her wheelchair.

Originally, I wanted to wait for the other students to leave, and then pick her up.

But at that moment, he didn't even think about it for a second, and walked in under the eyes of everyone.

He couldn't see anyone touching her, not even a wheelchair.

That picture a year ago had too much influence on him.

Deep enough that he felt inexplicable.

So many people have been saved, so many people feel poor, and so many need protection.

But she was an exception.

Rong Mo tilted her head.

She was sitting in a wheelchair, which was much shorter than him. She tilted her head to look at him like that ...

Want someone to lift her out of a wheelchair.

Nie Feizhan took a deep breath and turned away.

"Hey you……"

Rong Mo took a sip and found that she had no idea what his name was.

...... It really looks like that person.

It's all stingy, just walk away without even leaving a name!

Bastard!

Shen Xiulan hurried over and saw Rong Mo sitting alone in a wheelchair. There were a few students pointing and pointing away. She lowered her head and bit her lip, and didn't know what she was thinking.

Her long hair was naturally light in color, her skin was white, and her lean and lean body leaned on a wheelchair, which was distressing to look at.

Shen Xiuran hurried over and bent over.

Rong Mo raised his head, watery eyes full of complaints.

"Who bullied you?" Shen Xiuran rolled up his sleeves. "Is that the same person named Yan Dong together?"

He heard about it as soon as he came, and now those people are no longer in the school, but the matter is not over, do not teach them, who is so bullying?

"... I am so bullied?"

Shen Xiulan didn't dare to say.

No matter how you look at it, she is bullying.

Even if her legs are healthy, her delicate appearance can easily evoke the desire of others to bully.

Therefore, Shen Xiulan always felt that Rong Mo was a girl who needed to be protected. It had nothing to do with her family background. People who wanted to bully her were jerk.

"I'm looking for someone, have you found it?"

Shen Xiulan froze, shaking his head: "Not yet."

He didn't want to find it at all.

He has not yet determined the identity of that person. In case he is really the man named Z, it is absolutely impossible for him to let Rong Mo approach him.

With his ability, there is no shortage of money. There are too many celebrities who want to hire him, and no one can afford it.

So he was very worried, if Rong Mo really found him, what kind of return would that person want?

Can the Rong family afford it?

Rong Mo, can I give it again?

"Shen Xiuran, take me to a place."

"where to?"

"That underground boxing gym." Rong Mo gritted his teeth, "I want to mess with something."