Strong counterattack: President, bullying is too much

Yan Xia's heart throbbed, looking at the stairs above, she didn't know whether she should continue to go up.

The top floor hides his unknown secrets, and perhaps also hides a side of Li Yunting that cannot be shown to others.

She couldn't bear to listen to his muffled groans, she only had the urge to hug him and not let him get hurt.

But he was even more afraid to go up and touch his most hidden things and the things he least wanted her to find out.

She tugged at the collar of her chest sadly, as if it would make it easier for her to breathe.

The moonlight outside the window, sprinkled on the steps, was miserable white, as cold as ice.

Yan Xia sat down slowly, because she couldn't move anymore.

She just sat there, listening, not knowing what to do, as if immersed in a terrible nightmare, unable to wake up.

After a while, she heard the sound of the old brass knocker snapping from the attic.

The crisp sound of locking the lock echoed heavily on the top of the castle in the dark night, making it seem so eerie.

She stood up abruptly, looking at the upper stairs, listening to Li Yunting's footsteps, she walked down slowly one step, two steps.

At this time, she panicked and wanted to escape.

"Who!" Li Yunting quickened his pace and asked in a deep voice.

This suspicious and sullen question made Yan Xia inexplicably terrified, her first reaction was to "run", because she didn't know how to face Li Yunting.

Hurrying down the spiral staircase with her nightgown on, the dim lights on both sides of the stairs cast a long shadow on her feet.

When she ran to the fifth floor, she heard the footsteps behind her getting closer and looked back in a panic, only to see a tall black figure projecting down from the corner.

She panicked, her feet slipped, and she couldn't control her body any longer, so she threw herself down a flight of stairs.

"Yan Xia!"

Li Yunting's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Yan Xia fell down, her hands helplessly reached for the handrail on the wall, but she couldn't reach it at all.

At this time, her waist tightened, and she felt that Li Yunting had already hugged her tightly, but he also swooped down to hug her, and the momentum of the two of them falling still did not stop.

Li Yunting twisted his toes on the stairs, and turned around, hugging Yan Xia with his back down.

Yan Xia hugged him tightly in horror, she couldn't believe that he moved so fast, and even more couldn't believe that at this critical moment, his reaction was to protect her with his body...

The two fell heavily on the spiral staircase extending downwards, and they kept sliding down.

Li Yunting fell heavily on his back, gritted his teeth and trembled, and let out a low growl of extreme patience.

After rolling several times in succession, they stopped at the platform section at the turn of the stairs.

Yan Xia was firmly protected in Li Yunting's arms, his broad chest and warm arms completely protected her small body.

Yanxia got up quickly, and hurriedly went to help Li Yunting: "Young Master Ting...Does it hurt?"

Li Yunting sat on the ground against the wall, bent one leg, and looked at her coldly.

"What did I say, have you forgotten?"

There is no emotion in the voice, only the coldness that surpasses all living beings and does not eat the smoke and fire of the world.

Her gaze was so deep that it seemed she couldn't see the bottom, Yan Xia couldn't help but take a step back.

"I... haven't forgotten... If I hadn't heard you coming up, I wouldn't have come!"

The pain in her heart was indescribable, seeing Li Yunting's indifferent expression, it hurt even to breathe.

"So you're here already?"

Li Yunting looked at her in surprise, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.