At this moment, Xiao Zichen had an idea that even he thought was terrifying. He actually hoped that the girl in front of him was a wind chime.
His wind chime is obviously dead, how could he have such a ridiculous idea?
No one can replace the wind chime, and the girl in front of me is nothing more than fur.
"Xiao Zichen, you look at me as if you are looking for something. Do you have friends who look like me?" Zhan Fengling is also very sensitive, and she can understand Xiao Zichen's searching eyes.
To be honest, she didn't like his gaze.
No girl likes to be someone else's substitute, and Zhan Feng Chime doesn't even want to.
"I am Zhan Fengling, a different kind of firework. Don't think that because I want to be your bodyguard, I am inferior to you. I am not bad, and I will not be anyone's substitute. Whoever you like, you will be generous and generous.
Get her back. Don't look for shadows on me." Zhan Fengling was unhappy, stood up, and looked at Xiao Zichen.
Her eyes at this moment were different from the first ones, they were cold.
Xiao Zichen was in a trance, as if he had returned to his childhood. When Feng Ling began to change back to his true self, he also looked at her with the same look.
At that time, Feng Chime didn't like their searching eyes either.
It really looks like it.
But the image is always just an image, she is not a wind chime.
"You are thinking too much. You are not qualified to be her substitute." Xiao Zichen's voice was equally cold.
This first sentence pushed Zhan Fengling into the ice cave and also made her wake up.
Right, the good-looking little brother must have a white moonlight. She can only look at him, not try to meet him.
"Let's go, Miss Bodyguard." Xiao Zichen stretched out his hand.
The wind and snow outside still need to be dealt with, and this girl named Zhan Fengling can help him.
Zhan Fengling came back to his senses, looked at Xiao Zichen's hands, then looked at his own hands, with a puzzled look on his face: "Xiao Zichen, what do you want to do?"
"You should be fine today and can protect me, right?" Xiao Zichen asked.
Zhan Fengling nodded cutely, "Yes, it can protect."
"That's good. Since you can protect me, go out and protect me personally." The last four words were bitten a bit hard, and a kind of charming ambiguity suddenly emerged.
Zhan Fengling pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and then returned to his normal state.
At two hundred thousand an hour, it's not a bad job.
After thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone, looked at the time, and said to Xiao Zichen: "Well, starting now, I'm timing it, and we have to do it as promised."
"Okay." Xiao Zichen smiled.
Then, Xiao Zichen and Zhan Fengling came out together.
The assistant waiting at the door was shocked when he saw the smile on Xiao Zichen's face, but he was really happy for Xiao Zichen.
Their Mr. Xiao has rarely had such a smile.
Not only can this girl wear the clothes designed by Madam, but she can also make Mr. Xiao smile. Yes, she is a promising girl. He must secretly send a message to Madam to report it.
The assistant here is sending out news reports, while Xiao Zichen has already taken Zhan Fengling downstairs.
At this moment, the two of them were standing on the stairs. One was dignified and cold and the other was noble and generous. It was like they were made for each other, killing everyone instantly.
Liang Siluo was smiling, but his silver teeth were almost broken.
Feng Xue, on the other hand, wrote her emotions directly on her face. Her little face was full of grievances, as if she was about to cry at any time.
"Fengxue, today is your birthday. You have to hold on and never cry."