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    Feng Zhan subconsciously hugged the little guy in his arms, but before he could react, Tang Tang suddenly started struggling desperately.

    The injury just now was serious. In this moment, the little fox's blood had soaked through his clothes and spread a moist heat in his palm.

    Feng Zhan was afraid of hurting him, so he quickly let go of his hand. The little devil suddenly broke away and grabbed the uninvited guest's clothes with force.

    The already translucent shadow suddenly solidified for a moment.  Not sure if it was his imagination, Feng Zhan felt his shoulders sink inexplicably, and the shaking around him became more intense.

    The little devil¡¯s shoulder has been injured, so no matter how hard he exerts himself, his left hand is so painful that it can¡¯t help but tremble slightly. His face is extremely pale, but he still refuses to let go no matter what he says.

    The visitor sighed softly, gently held the little guy's trembling hand, turned around and half-knelt on the ground.  He gently pulled the person into his arms, lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead.

    "wait for me¡­¡­"

    The sound gradually dissipated, and the figure finally became completely transparent.  The little devil's hand suddenly became empty, hanging down in a daze, and finally became quiet.

    The next moment the figure completely disappeared, the increasingly violent shaking also stopped.  The floor was not finished yet, and there were still many things falling down in scattered pieces.  Feng Zhan didn't care too much, picked up the little fox in his arms, and ran out of the hotel quickly without looking back, despite the broken bricks and wooden beams that kept falling.

    After a while, many wounded people had appeared. As soon as the two people ran out, they were stuffed into the ambulance together without any explanation, and went straight to the hospital without any delay.

    On the way out, Feng Zhan was injured in several places by falling objects. Once he relaxed, he felt a burning sting on his back.  Worried about the little one's condition, he lowered his head and wanted to ask, but suddenly he was stunned, and what he wanted to say was stuck in his throat.

    The little fox huddled in his arms, quietly letting the first responders deal with the wound urgently, and tears kept falling down.  Feng Zhan's heart seemed to be suddenly soaked with tears. It was so salty that he couldn't describe the taste. After being silent for a while, he finally took out a toffee from his pocket, peeled off the wrapper and fed it into his mouth.

    The gentle sweet fragrance spread on the tip of his nose. The little devil obediently took the toffee into his mouth, and his cheeks bulged up slightly.

    The old methods still work to some extent.  President Feng just breathed a sigh of relief and tightened his arms before speaking. The little guy suddenly sniffed in frustration, and the tears fell even more fiercely in the blink of an eye.

    "Don't cry, don't cry, it's okay, I'll help you get him back"

    President Feng, who had overturned his car, hurriedly wiped the tears of the little fox, and was worried about touching his wounds. He was in a hurry and didn't know which end to look at first.  After working all the way, I finally managed to coax the little guy's tears. There was already a small stack of candy wrappers and jelly boxes piled beside the first aid equipment.

    Under the awe-inspiring gaze of the emergency personnel, President Feng steadily picked up the little guy and carefully placed him on the flat car that was rolled out.  Just as he was about to go to the hospital to pay the fee, he was stopped by the nurse: "Sir, your wounds also need to be bandaged"

    "No!"

    On the way out, Fengzhan was hit several times, moderately and not heavily. In order to protect the little guy, the wounds were all on his back.

    When he thought that he had to take off his clothes in front of so many people, President Feng, who had just tattooed his wings, couldn't help but his eyes darkened. He shook his head and refused without hesitation: "It's just a minor injury. I'll just go back and apply some medicine."  , just take care of him first."

    "Sir, we have opened a green channel. Every injured person is taken care of. You can rest assured."

    When he was too worried about the injured boy, the nurse thoughtfully added and continued to conscientiously persuade him to change his mind: "Your wound also needs to be treated. It will be healed soon. It will not delay your care of the patient."

    Although I won¡¯t delay taking care of the little fox, if someone really sees my tattoo, my personality as a domineering president in this life will probably be delayed.

    President Feng took a deep breath sadly and wanted to shake his head in refusal, but his wrist was suddenly gently held.

    "What's wrong? Does it still hurt?"

    Sensing the little fox¡¯s movements, Feng Zhan hurriedly leaned down, rubbed the little guy¡¯s head comfortingly, and said softly and patiently: ¡°It¡¯s okay, I¡¯ll give you an anesthetic during the sutures, and the anesthetic won¡¯t hurt anymore¡ª¡ª¡±

    "To heal the injury"

    A weak voice suddenly interrupted his words. The little kidnapper who had been silent all the way finally spoke softly. His lips, which were white from blood loss, were slightly pursed. He raised his head and looked at him quietly.

    Feng Zhan¡¯s heart suddenly felt sour.He accidentally pulled the wound, and his arm fell back weakly.

    CEO Feng felt terribly distressed. He quickly pulled the little guy into his arms and hugged him for a long time.  Finally, I felt the tight body in my arms gradually relax, and I relaxed a little. I shook my head helplessly and chuckled: "I'm kidding you, who can I beat"

    Thinking of the protagonist¡¯s incredibly low force value, the little devil finally breathed a sigh of relief.  Then he suddenly realized that this seemed a bit too obvious. He raised his head hesitantly and carefully looked at Feng Zhan's expression: "I'm sorry, I am your bodyguard, but -"

    "It doesn't matter."

    Feng Zhan interrupted him softly, and suddenly there was some unspeakable sourness in his heart, but he still smiled and shook his head, hugging the little fox into his arms.

    "Don't worry, it's okay"

    The little devil was tired from crying and lost a lot of blood. After a while, he lay in his arms and fell asleep.  Feng Zhan gently laid him on the bed and covered him with the quilt carefully. His eyes suddenly fell on the faint red string between the little guy's fingers.

    Although he has fallen asleep, the little guy's hands are still clenched very hard, as if he is afraid of being robbed of some treasure.

    Feng Zhan gently held the hand, his eyes were complicated for a moment, and then he hid everything in his eyes.  He leaned down very slowly, held his breath and hesitated for a long time, and then finally placed a very light kiss on the little guy's forehead.

    The last ray of sunlight was slowly swallowed by the horizon, and the night regained its momentum.  The moonlight filtered in through the window and fell on the man who was kissing the devil, casting a faint shadow.

    The night wind flowed by, and the shadow suddenly moved slowly, covering his eyes without looking at anything.

    Feng Zhan was completely unaware, his eyes still falling on the messy tears on the little guy's face.  He stood up and soaked a towel in warm water, carefully wiped his face clean, and gently straightened his soft forehead hair, and finally took his hand back with satisfaction.

    Caught off guard, Feng Zhan sat empty. He was so frightened that he suddenly broke into a cold sweat and instinctively wanted to get up.  The shadow squatting in the corner, covering his eyes, finally let go and looked around curiously. Then it suddenly expanded rapidly, dragging him into the huge shadow without any explanation.

    "Zhong Jie"

    Looking at the figure in front of him angrily, no matter how good CEO Feng's temper was, it was worn to the limit again and again. He gritted his teeth and glared at him: "What kind of trick are you doing, and how do you plan to trick me?"

    "I'm just doing you a favor. If I ask you to talk outside, the world will be ruined by you."

    Zhong Jie crossed his arms and shrugged slightly, then suddenly turned sideways and took a step back, revealing the familiar figure: "This angel who has lost his wings, your wings are here, you can talk here."

    The figure turned back to look at him. After a long silence, he stepped forward and reached out to him: "Hello, my name is Liang Feng."

    "Fengzhan, nice to meet you."

    President Feng shook hands with him unhappily and rolled up his sleeves at him threateningly: "Tang Tang said you didn't want him anymore, and I promised him to beat you up"

    "He probably won't agree."

    Liang Feng chuckled helplessly, shook his head slightly, and lowered his gaze apologetically: "I originally wanted to come earlier, before everything starts, or come later, after the plot line of this world is over¡ª¡ª  But after I made the sacrifice, the altar teleported me here without any reason, because one world could not bear two clones, and it almost caused the collapse of the world."

    It was pitch black all around, so Feng Zhan simply sat on the ground, listening to him talk about the wishing well from the black heart, all the way to the prayers he made to the Lord God.

    "I once used macarons to offer sacrifices to the Lord God, praying that every fragment would remember that I loved him and protect him with all my ability - at that time, I didn't realize what was wrong with this wish."

    Facing the unfamiliar and hostile eyes on his wings, Liang Feng sighed softly and walked over slowly: "You are me, but you are not me. You have an independent personality. This is your world. I'm coming here now."  , will only cause unnecessary trouble to you and the little rabbit."

    "You are indeed at fault, but the fault is not in the content of the wish, but in the things used to make the wish."

    Undoubtedly having rich experience in this kind of thing, Feng Yiyi shook his head maturely, and suddenly approached mysteriously: "We have already used macarons, but you have never thought of sacrificing the next time you make a wish."  Would you like the product to be replaced by an eighteen-layer luxurious black forest rainbow cake?"

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    Dear Archangel, are you losing those golden wings, those silver wings, or these silly little white wings?

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