He Yalin heard Li Yu's allusive words, but did not take her words. Instead, she put her sad eyes on Liang Xiaoyu, and sweet Nuo's voice brought her grievance: "sister Liang, did Yalin say something wrong? Your friends don't seem to like me very much
"Well." Liang Xiaoyu pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "my friend, she talks so straight. She doesn't have any meaning in it. If you misunderstand something and think too much, don't take it seriously."
Although Liang Xiaoyu doesn't know what happened between Li Yu and he Yalin, looking at the momentum, he knows that they must be unhappy. No matter what, she has to protect Li Yu first.
"Sister Liang, it's me who's not good. It's me who's too sensitive and thinks too much." He Yalin is like a child who has done something wrong. She lowers her head and holds the corner of her clothes awkwardly with her tender fingers. Her tone is full of sadness.
He Tian couldn't see his lively and cheerful sister's grievance and sadness. He quickly reached out and patted her on the back, quietly comforted: "Yalin, how can this be your fault? Don't be so silly and take everything. You are so good. Who doesn't like you
Liang Xiaoyu looks at he Yalin and feels that he has hurt a young soul unconsciously. He feels guilty and agrees with He Tian's words: "yes, Miss He, don't belittle yourself."
Seeing this scene, Li Yu turned her lips contemptuously and looked at He Tian, who was eager to protect her sister. Her only good feelings for him disappeared completely.
There is such a green tea whore sister, presumably he is not some good birds, this kind of person or not deep friendship.
After hearing Liang Xiaoyu's words, he Yalin's dim apricot eyes suddenly brightened up, broke away He Tian's hand that gently patted her back and came to Li Yu.
Looking forward to Li Yu: "can we make a friend?" Then he reached out excitedly and grasped Li Yu's white hands.
Looking at the weak little hand, she secretly exerted herself on the back of Li Yu's hand. The pinhole left by the dribble just now was squeezed by the force, and Li Yu pulled away from her hand in pain.
Before Li Yu could say anything, he Yalin leaned back like he was pushed by Li Yu. He Tian quickly went to catch he Yalin who was about to fall.
"What are you doing?" Different from the voice of He Tian Shuanglang, what appears in the air at this time is the voice that is very cold and familiar to Liang Xiaoyu.
Cool small Yu follow reputation to go, eyes fell into a pair of full of frost and even with sullen ice eyes, thin lips not happy to sip.
"Xin Zezhao..."
"I ask you, what are you doing?" Unexpectedly, Xin Zezhao doesn't seem to see Liang Xiaoyu. He goes directly over her and comes to Li Yu. He questions coldly.
After he Tian stabilizes he Yalin, he sees Xin Zezhao, who exudes a cold breath. He is worried: "she didn't mean it."
He Yalin also grabbed Xin Zezhao's arm and said softly: "brother Zezhao, don't be angry. I'm ok. This little sister didn't mean to do it. It's all my fault. Knowing that she doesn't like me, I shouldn't want to hold her hand kindly. Maybe she doesn't like other people's touch to get rid of me..."
After listening to he Yalin's words, Xin Zezhao's cold breath became heavier, as if it were the Millennium ice, chilly straight to Li Yu.
"Xin Zezhao!" Liang Xiaoyu can't see any more. He moves forward a few steps to block Xin Zezhao's cold sight.
Seeing the appearance of Liang Xiaoyu, Xin Zezhao coldly frowned his sword eyebrows. There was no fluctuation in his lacquer like eyes: "Liang Xiaoyu, get out of the way."
"All said Xiao Yu, she didn't mean to, and she didn't know miss he would be so weak."
"So you mean it's her fault that Yalin is too weak?" Xin Zezhao sneered and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"When did I say that? It's just an accident. Why should you be so aggressive! " For Xin Zezhao's misinterpretation of her meaning, Liang Xiaoyu is short of breath.
"I'll say it again. Get out of the way." Xin Zezhao doesn't even throw Yu Guang to Liang Xiaoyu. He looks straight at Li Yu behind Liang Xiaoyu.
Li Yu covers the back of her hand, looks at he Yalin, who is firmly protected in He Tian's arms, and Xin Zezhao, who wants to vent his anger for he Yalin. She can't help bending a sneering smile from the corner of her mouth.