Zhao Ye was so shocked by the incident that he dared not speak out, hiding in the corner of the living room.

Sang Mengming stood up, only to find that his hands and feet were bound by something.

She couldn't see anything, she could only feel the cold touch from her wrist.

What is this……

Sang Meng's body was violently pulled up and stuck to the broken stair railing.

At this time, not only the wrists, but the whole body, there is that kind of cold bondage.

The more Sang Meng struggled, the tighter the things that bound her became.

"Chuzheng!"

Sang Meng roared furiously.

"Huh?" The person below raised his eyes slightly, and looked at her seriously and seriously: "What's the matter?"

No one can fight.

No one can understand the invincible loneliness.

Hey.

Sang Meng met Chuzheng's calm and indifferent gaze, and his anger rose up.

what happened! ?

She actually asked herself what happened.

"who are you?"

How could an angel without wings be so powerful?

impossible.

Who is she……

"Didn't you just call my name, are you forgetful?"

"This is a disease, it needs to be cured." She gave a slight pause: "Master Zhao, don't you think?"

Zhao Ye, who was suddenly named, shuddered at the sight of the girl, and the cold rushed to his forehead from the soles of his feet.

Who on earth did he provoke!

For most of his life, Mr. Zhao has never seen anyone like him.

Even for a person like Sang Meng with extraordinary ability, he has never felt like this.

It seems that he is no longer in the world, he has fallen into hell, and is about to be executed.

Ye Zhao didn't know what Chu Zheng suddenly asked himself what to do. He looked at Sang Meng, then at Chu Zheng, his legs were soft, and he held his side in embarrassment without daring to say anything.

Chu Zheng didn't care either, and stepped on the mess, walking to Chu Wu's side.

She took out a silk scarf from nowhere and tied it to Chu Wu's eyes.

"Chuzheng..."

"Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Chu Wu felt a slight heat on his eyebrows, and then his ears were filled with music, and could no longer hear other sounds.

"Master Zhao, give you a chance." Chu Zheng stood by the sofa, hugging Chu Wu, not letting him watch or listen.

"..."

-

The black wings are placed in the center of the living room, making people feel ominous at first glance.

Zhao Ye leaned against the corner, where could he find the half-heartedness he had before, his face full of fright.

Sang Meng was still tied to the stair railing, her face pale as paper, staring at Chu Zheng with bitterness and hatred.

If the expression in his eyes is real, Chu Zheng might have been poked into a sieve at this time.

Sang Meng lost his wings, and the light in the living room had returned to normal.

Chu Zheng calmly took out the phone, dialed Li Minhang, and asked him to come over.

The person Li Minhang called arrived soon, and the other party took a sigh of relief when seeing Sang Meng and the wings on the ground.

After the shock was over, only excitement remained.

Zhao Ye didn't know who these were, so he could only watch them take the wings away.

Chu Zheng helped Chu Wu get up, and when he passed by Zhao Ye: "You know what to say and what not to say."

"Know... know."

Zhao Ye watched Chu Zheng take Chu Wu away.

Her voice came slowly: "Be careful of the steps."

Such a cruel woman would remind someone so intimately...

Zhao Ye recalled it again, from beginning to end, she took care of Chu Wu meticulously.

It doesn't match her temperament at all.

Like a cold and merciless person, suddenly showing tenderness to a small animal.

-

It was not until he got in the car and left that Chu Zheng took off the scarf from Chu Wu's eyes and kissed him comfortingly for a while.

"Are you scared?"

"..."

He didn't see anything, didn't hear anything, what was it scared of?

"What did you do to them?" Chu Wu had a bad premonition in his heart.

I always feel that what happened just now is not that simple.

"Nothing." Chu Zheng's tone was as calm as ever: "Go home."

Go home and lick the cat!

The word home made Chu Wu miss a beat.

Does she think it is home?

Chu Wu suppressed the throbbing in his heart, still wanting to ask: "They..."

Chu Zheng had a headache and didn't want to answer his questions, so he covered him with his hands.

Chu Wu: "!!!"

Isn't it good to be quiet?

Ask so much what to do.

I was very tired to explain.

What should I do if I scare you?

I still want to be a good person!