Please Continue Protecting Me

Nie Feizhan thought of Rong Mo's shameful and angry face in his arms, as well as her eyes full of tears, making her face even more ugly.

He Wei couldn't see Nie Feizhan's face, but he could even imagine his pause in breathing.

This must be bullying the little girl.

He was curious. Zhange is unwilling to deal with women all year round. When it is really necessary (in the task), the steel straight man who also works with women, can he bully the girl?

"Did you make her cry?"

Nie Feizhan: "..."

Cried.

More than crying, he bit him.

She was tired by the bite.

He Wei said profoundly: "That's really hard to coax."

From the beginning when Nie Fei went out to work, he accidentally rescued the little girl, and He Wei checked the Rong family's money.

Rong Ji has held her only daughter as a jewel in her palms since she was a child. Originally, she was the same as most rich people, but she did not like publicity, but she suffered an accident with her mother when she was nine years old. Sitting in a wheelchair, she has been isolated from the outside world ever since.

Not going to school, not going out, not in any social circle, and gradually, many people have forgotten that Rong Ji has such a daughter.

Rong Ji lost his lover, and has since protected her daughter even more closely. Except that she went out to buy flowers on her mother ’s birthday one year ago and was abducted, Rong Mo has hardly touched the outside world these years.

Girls like flowers can only take care of their lives in a wheelchair every day, and they will definitely change a lot in character. They are not good, and they have certain defects in some aspects.

She is not the same as an ordinary girl, so you must not coax her by coaxing an ordinary girl.

What's more, let alone Rong Mo, even other girls, Nie Feizhan will never coax.

He Wei really can't imagine how Nie Feizhan lowered his posture to coax the little girl.

"War brother, otherwise you ..."

The phone card was hung up as soon as He Wei left the last half of his sentence, and he lay down again, staring at the phone for a long while.

But he lost sleep. As soon as he lost sleep, he thought about Nie Feizhan and Rong Mo.

Then thought of the day that Nie Feizhan accidentally rescued Rong Mo, he received a phone call from Nie Feizhan asking him where to buy lilies.

At that time it was 12 o'clock in the night, and all flower shops were closed, but Nie Feizhan's tone was very strong and impatient. "Find me where I can buy flowers ... No? I have to buy it if I break the shop!"

Of course, it is impossible to smash the shop, and Nie Feizhan cannot do that kind of thing, but in his tone, He Wei knows that it is impossible to resist.

He checked the location and told him that the nearest bar had flowers in it during the day.

Nie Fei stopped the car and went there, because he had to buy flowers when he went in, and almost got into a fight with people.

Later he learned that Nie Feizhan rescued Rong Mo that day. It was Rong Mo's mother's birthday. She must buy a bouquet of flowers for her mother.

When he passed, Rong Mo had been picked up by the police, and Nie Feizhan had not rested for three days because of a mission, his eyes were covered with bloodshot wounds, and his body was still injured. His camouflaged face had been removed and he looked extremely tired.

He Wei had wanted to send him back, but he got out of the car and left.

At that time, he was entrusted to find another child, and it was an accident to rescue Rong Mo.

The unusual experience from childhood has made Nie Feizhan different from ordinary people. He has a beast-like powerful body and intuition. He looks indifferent, but his temper is very hot. Therefore, it is difficult for ordinary people to approach him. Will soon retreat.

A senior of the company they worked with once said that Nie Feizhan was a wolf cub who dare to tear anyone and bite when he was young. When he grew up, he was an arrogant head wolf.

This kind of person is a heavy weapon on the battlefield, but in life, it is difficult to get along with others, and it is harder to provoke than anyone else.

At least what he knows about him these years, has not seen him special to anyone.

"Miss Rong, Miss Rong, don't ignore our war brother."

If that's the case, the consequences would be terrible.

Rong Mo still had a dark eye to go to class the next day. She didn't sleep well all night and turned over and over again. She had to get up early in the morning.

Although it's been a while, she hasn't been used to getting up and going to school on time like this. Before at home, if she didn't set an alarm clock for herself, no one would wake her up.

It was Shen Xiuran who sent her past. Shen Xiuran has been a tutor for English in school for a week. For some people's speculation, Shen Xiuran directly said that Rong Mo was the younger sister of the family, so she had to take special care of them. a lot of.

After all, Rong Mo's situation is special, and Shen Xiuran's looks are too eye-catching. In the high school in this small town, the little things are topics.

Luo Qingqing, who was at the same table as Rong Mo, also returned to class after hitting a hanging needle. As soon as Rong Mo entered the door, Luo Qingqing took her wheelchair. Rong Mo blinked confusedly when she saw many girls around her desk.

"What are they looking at?"

"Someone put a lily on your table and inserted it in a vase, it looks good and looks good."

Rong Mo stunned.

She did not wait for Luo Qingqing to hurriedly control the wheelchair, and accidentally bumped the table and chair several times during the period, scaring Luo Qingqing to push her to the seat quickly.

"Rong Mo, who gave it to you?"

Her desk was originally clean, there were only a few papers from the class representative, but now she has a beautiful crystal vase with a lily flower in it.

She knew at a glance that he had sent it.

Knowing that she didn't have much in this school, Shen Xiulan would not give lilies. Lily is a flower she gave to her mother. Only a few people in the world know that he is one of them.

After he rescued her that day, he put her on the locomotive.

Because her legs couldn't move, she had never done that kind of motorcycle and was scared to grab his arm. "No, I'm scared, I don't want to take this."

But he didn't care whether she was scared or not at that time, as soon as she lifted her leg and got into the car, she sat behind her, holding the handlebars with both hands. This posture trapped her directly in his body.

Men have a special taste, which is the smell of tobacco and **** male hormones, but it is not bad, but has a unique charm.

She leaned to her side, her whole body curled up in his arms, and she didn't dare to move.

A 16- or 7-year-old girl, thin and weak, Nie Feizhan looked down at her, her nervous eyelashes trembling.

"Hold me up," he said, and started the car.

He was driving too fast, Rong Mo screamed and closed his eyes tightly.

His chest was hard and wide, and his arms were immovable from head to tail. The solid and stubborn strength reduced the anxiety that she was about to fall.

"where is your house?"

Rong Mo stopped screaming and looked up.

Because she was close to his body, her forehead hit his chin. The hard scum made her sting a little, and she could only see the hard outline of the man's chin.

She hesitated.

This man really wants to send her home.

She already felt that he was a good man, and he came to save him, but she was afraid.

She gave an address, and he immediately turned a corner, not knowing how long it had passed. She closed her eyes tightly against his chest, and the hands holding his arms were numb.

"Do you live in a flower shop?"

Rong Mo opened her eyes and looked at her address.

"I want to buy flowers."

He suddenly sank, "What flower do you buy at this point?"

"I ... I want to buy flowers." She was trembling with coldness, and her hair was messed with the wind. He didn't even have a helmet on his car, and her nervous nerves were almost disordered along the way. ... "

He impatiently scolded: "Did not see the flower shop closed? Wait for you to go home, how much do you want to buy for your dad to buy!"

"But it's too late." She didn't know what time it was, but it was completely dark, and there were not many people in the streets around.

She cried out of breath: "I want to buy flowers for my mother, I promised her, I promised her ..."

The man fell silent.

She cried and pushed his arm. "You let me go, I'll buy it myself."

Nie Fei fired up.

Let her go? Can she walk?

But looking at her pear-faced rainy face, his anger that had not yet risen was smashed out again.

Later thinking about it, Rong Mo didn't know why she was so capricious and mischievous at that time. For so many years, she hadn't even mischief before her father, let alone facing a stranger.

Probably because he had crashed once with the kidnappers, and subconsciously felt that this man would not ignore her.

The biggest reason, or because she promised to buy flowers for her mother, was deeply ingrained and had to be done.

If she couldn't do that, she couldn't forgive herself, and at that time, her emotions could not be stretched.

She thought the man would get angry, and she might even leave her by the side of the road, but he remained motionless from beginning to end, and after a while, she heard him ask, "What flower do you want to buy?"

She lifted her head with a hesitation, "Bai, lily ..."

She heard him froze, then took her out of there and stopped in the corner of another street.

"Wait here."

He straightened the car, took her two hands and let her hold the handlebar, and turned to leave.

"where are you going?"

She was terrified at that time, for fear he would leave her in the car like this, she could not even get out of the car, she would fall down with a little movement, and in a hurry he took his arm.

He turned his head and patted her arm. "Come back soon, don't be afraid."

After a pause, he said, "I have something to shout, I can hear you."

He turned and ran into the alley, and after a while he grabbed a handful of flowers and came back into her arms.

It's a lily flower.

Rong Mo was surprised and happy, and almost cried while holding the flower.

Nie Feizhan looked down at her pale face with pear rain and asked, "Can you go home now?"

She was just about to talk, his cell phone rang, and someone on the end of the headset said to him, "Zhan, do you find anyone behind?"

......

The next experience was too thrilling and exciting.

Every time she remembered, her heart tightened.

"Who gave it to you, Rong Mo?" Luo Qingqing whispered to her: "I have found it for you, there is no love letter."

At this time, they also sent love letters in their school, and Rong Mo had not received it before, but it was rare-even if she was rumored to be a school flower in a wheelchair, her legs were disabled after all. Want to fall in love with a girl in a wheelchair?

Of course, there are also special, such as Cheng Yu, but after the incident yesterday, Cheng Yu probably felt ashamed and did not come to Rong Mo again.

Rong Mo held the delicate lily flower in his hand, but it appeared in his mind that when he came out of the alley that day, he impatiently shoved the flower into her arms.

Far away, someone was holding a telescope on the top of the building opposite.

The man held a cigarette and looked at Rong Mo for a while.

Nie Feizhan, are you crazy?

For a little girl who shouldn't have anything to do with you anymore, she wouldn't do anything serious, followed her like a pervert, peeping at her reaction when she saw flowers?

This is not enough, he said before that he was required to pick her up and down the stairs.

Damn it.

The phone rang, and Nie Feizhan looked down.

——Z, when will you return to the team? The base needs you.

He clenched his hands and closed the phone.

......

At the end of the class, Rong Mo was sitting in the position, slowly packing away things, Luo Qingqing asked her: "Mo Mo, I push you out first?"

"Okay." She paused and said, "Not in a hurry."

Not sure why, she was a little nervous.

When people were almost gone, Luo Qingqing pushed her out, and Mr. Li came right in front of her.

Rong Mozhen wondered: "Mr. Li, why are you here?"

"I'll see you off."

"But ..." Rong Mo looked at the end of the corridor.

He didn't come.

She lowered her eyes and said, "I'll trouble you."

Teacher Li took her downstairs and pushed her towards the school gate.

Suddenly, a noise came from the school gate.

The roar of the locomotive came from afar.

Rong Mozhen for a moment, suddenly had an inexplicable hunch.

There are many people gathered at the school gate, including students who have not yet gone, as well as people outside the school, and there is another nearby vocational school looking for someone.

Suddenly, a heavy locomotive suddenly appeared.

Riding a motorcycle is still a tall man in a black jacket, camouflage pants and military boots.

The black helmet covered his appearance, but when he lifted his feet off the locomotive, there was still a noise, and even a few girls screamed softly.

They felt like they saw a star coming down from the television, a tall and tall man, a body wrapped in a black shirt with a clear and intact muscle outline, and camouflage trouser legs neatly contained in leather military boots. When the leg was lifted from the locomotive, the long legs against the sky were raised high, and the military boots stepped on the ground, and the gas field burst instantly.

In the school, the group of young boys holding cigarettes and pretending to be suffocated in front of such men suddenly became weak chickens.

He tucked the car key into his pocket, and took out another small lady's helmet from the back of the car, then raised his head and looked in the direction of Rong Mo.

The small red helmet in his hand was for girls.

"Wow, are you here to pick up your girlfriend? So handsome."

"It's so cool. Look at his muscles ... don't know how it looks?"

"Why doesn't he take off his helmet?"

"Who is he looking at?"

He did not take off his helmet, so he took a diffuse and strong aura, holding the delicate red helmet in his hand, and walked towards the girl in a wheelchair.