Pei Xiqing leaned her back against the desk in the office, and was forced to take two steps back by the man.
The temperature of the table was a little too cold for her, and she shrank back when her palm touched it, trying to suppress the even colder oppressive feeling brought by the man's eyes. Just as she was about to speak, the man hugged her waist and sat her on the table where he was working.
"Are you afraid of me?" Duan Xiaolin lowered his eyes, his expression gloomy.
The tall man squeezed his body between her knees, blocking all her escape routes.
Her entire body was restrained, and she couldn't even move.
Pei Xiqing was silent for a moment, the man tightening his grip on her waist. She tilted her head slightly and met his sharp eyes. "I just...feel a little surprised."
"Why?"
"I never thought... that you would be the Lord Franlon."
"Blame me for not telling you earlier?"
Pei Xiqing's body was a little stiff, and many things flashed in his eyes, but there was no resentment.
"No, I didn't notice it. Now that I think about it, there were actually many clues before, but I just didn't think about it." Pei Xiqing said softly: "I told you before that I was very interested in Franlun and wanted to meet that adult, but you didn't point it out at the time."
"So you are him..." she murmured.
Should have thought of it earlier.
Duan Xiaolin had always been a native of Franlon.
Regardless of whether he is related to the villain or not, as long as he has the identity of Franlon, he will probably end up in the same situation as the villain.
In a sense, the outcome is similar.
Pei Xiqing blinked and mustered up the courage to look at him, her eyes revealing regret and shyness. "Brother Duan, if you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have to take such a risk..."
If you had told her earlier that he was the villain, she wouldn't have had to make such wild guesses.
She even had more expectations for the villain.
Especially when I knew that the big villain could fight the hero and heroine back and forth alone, I really wanted to meet him and know what kind of person he was and what he had experienced to have such powerful abilities and a rich inner world.
I also want to know why he was raped and his intelligence was lowered in the later period, and what the real ending was.
But if he hadn't said anything, she really wouldn't have thought about it in a short period of time. It was the conversations with those people in the elevator just now that made her start to doubt it.
Duan Xiaolin asked: "Then why are you running?"
"I'm afraid of being caught. If they catch Xiaobai and me, won't that mean we're doomed?" She asked, "Am I going to become famous in the base?"
"Indeed," Duan Xiaolin said, "They all thought you were a spy and mistook you for someone involved in the black market and underground transactions."
Pei Xiqing subconsciously pinched the man's shirt hem, her knuckles turning white. "Huh?"
spy?
What the hell...
Xiaobai happened to be beside them and cried pitifully twice, as if complaining about his grievances.
Duan Xiaolin said nothing, his eyes fixed on her face. He noticed that her slender fingers had caught the blood on his sleeve and pinched her wrist, "Let go."
Pei Xiqing thought he didn't like it, so she quickly loosened her fingers, but her body was a little unstable, so she quickly held on to the table.
Duan Xiaolin took off his coat, threw it aside, and approached her again, "Did you see everything just now?"
She was indeed a little frightened by what she saw in the scene just now. She hesitated for a few seconds, shook her head and nodded.
"Sometimes I'm not afraid, but sometimes... I'm still a little scared."
Duan Xiaolin took a deep breath.
“When are you not afraid?”
Pei Xiqing met his eyes, the man's handsome face clearly reflected in her beautiful eyes. She freed one hand and slowly stroked the man's face, "I'm not afraid when you're in front of me."
The man was beaten.
Pei Xiqing said: "Just like now."
She was not afraid of his bloody clothes, nor was she afraid of his dark and damp side; surprise filled her more.
"Do you think I'm so afraid of you and running away from you that you got angry just now?"
She explained: "It was just a conditioned reflex, don't take it to heart."
Duan Xiaolin seemed relieved.
He tilted his head and kissed her delicate palm with his thin lips, "Did you get scared?"
Pei Xiqing seemed to be burned, and when she tried to pull back, he held her tightly.
I could only bite the bullet and nod: "A little bit, but I can understand."
Without rules, there can be no order.
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