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Chapter Fifty-Five: The Protagonist in the Movie and the Ordinary People in Reality(2/2)

"How can there be..."

Fangran sighed helplessly. He was really slandering me out of nothing. Baobao is obviously so upright. Listening to Ling's words, Fangran suddenly felt that his heart ached, not because of Ling's accusation, but because...

Fangran suddenly remembered...

I haven’t eaten my $500-plus steak yet!!!!

Blood loss.

"Fangran, let me ask you."

In the data space, Ling looked at Fangran who was in the darkness.

The wound on his head seemed to have broken open, and blood began to flow down again. His right eye was still red, and he looked embarrassed and miserable, but he looked like he had finally relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully curled up in a small space.

Yijiao, try not to touch Shui Lianxin.

Ling suddenly had an inexplicable feeling. She felt inexplicable for this coward who had just suffered a concussion and didn't even know it, but she was trying her best to save someone.

This guy always behaves strangely like heroism in such inexplicable places.

Just now she had been looking at the young man who was tightly protecting her arms and had a ferocious face. She even thought she had seen it wrong.

Sometimes he is cowardly to death, and sometimes he is desperate for no reason. This guy who only lived for twenty years is insisting on a certain belief in his heart.

Is this what he said, what ordinary people think?

Ling didn't understand.

So she asked suddenly, trying her best to conceal her intention with a mocking tone.

"Do you think you are the protagonist in the movie? You are handsome after saving a beautiful woman? If you were a forty-year-old aunt, would you risk your life to save her?"

"puff..."

Fangran was speechless. He felt that if he drank water now, he would definitely spit it out, and he complained crazily in his heart.

I think you shouldn’t ask me this question. You should ask the screenwriters of American blockbusters. See if they don’t roll their eyes when they respond to you.

But at the same time, Fangran thought about it seriously, looked at the darkness in front of him, the girl he couldn't see now, and asked himself this question.

But it didn't take long for him to scratch his head and smile, and said a little embarrassedly:

"Well, although I think a forty-year-old aunt should be rescued by a forty-year-old uncle, I am just an ordinary person. If I can help, I will definitely help."

Ling kept 'watching' him through the data space, staring at his every expression and movement at this moment, seeming to confirm the sincerity of this young man who was just an ordinary man a few days ago.

If you can help, I definitely want to help?

They are obviously in big trouble and cannot protect themselves.

Do you know that guy out there...

"cut!"

However, in the end, in the data space, Ling turned her head and made a 'cut' sound, and then slowly used her mind power to stabilize Fangran's concussion.

Yes, this was the reason why Fangran suddenly felt as if his head was clear.

"By the way, Your Lady Queen, you built this place?"

Fangran shrank. Although he couldn't see it, he knew that he was facing a very good-looking girl, so it was better for him to stay away. Then he suddenly remembered.

Where did this place come from?

"Nonsense, I didn't plan to use my mind power to block such a place for you. Do you really think that your little defense can block several tons of rocks?"

Fangran suddenly smiled awkwardly, then scratched his head and said sheepishly:

"thank you."

Ling was stunned for a moment, then turned her head. After Fangran answered her just now, she suddenly didn't know how to talk to this coward.

"Humph, you have a conscience."

Across the darkness, Shui Lianxin heard Fang Ran's answer. After relaxing, she tried to open her eyes wide to adapt to the darkness, hoping to see Fang Ran.

She reached out her hand gropingly, touched Fangran's chest, slowly grabbed the skirt of his clothes, and then calmed down.

Great, he's fine.

But Fangran was actually startled, but then he fell silent and suddenly realized.

She must be afraid of this dark environment.

Fangran opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say to comfort her and make her feel at ease.

His poor experience with girls left him completely at a loss as to what to say.

But after a moment of silence, Fangran silently stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder in the direction of her hand.

"It's okay, I'm...still there, I will...protect you."

Fangran tried hard to finish this sentence, but suddenly felt dizzy. He was a little strange, was his head not healed yet?

Then he heard the person opposite speak.

"Well, brother, it's good that you have such a heart, but I think it's too disgusting for a man to say such things to me. Can you please take your hand away first?"

A familiar voice sounded, and Fangran opened his eyes in shock. Meng Lang, whom he hadn't seen for a few days, stared at him with a twitching face, and her hand was placed on his shirtless shoulder.
Chapter completed!
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