Duan Zhuo hugged her in his arms, felt her body trembling, and his voice was crying. The man didn't know what happened, and his brows frowned, "What's wrong?"

He leaned his face into her gaze, "What's wrong?"

Zhimian couldn't speak for a moment, Duan Zhuo turned his eyes and looked at the studio. It was pitch black inside. He was suspicious in his heart, rubbing the back of her neck and comforting her softly: "It's okay, I'm here."

Zhimian was hugged by him and felt the familiar warmth of the man. She held the corner of his clothes and her heart gradually calmed down.

"Let's go first..."

She doesn't want to stay here any longer now.

"good."

Zhimian was held by him and walked to the Hummer. The man opened the passenger door and let her sit in.

After getting in the car, Duan Zhuo started the car and Zhimian looked at him: "My car is still coming..."

"It's okay, let Cheng Li come here tomorrow."

Zhimian murmured gently: "Send me back to the new city imperial scenery."

She has no classes in the next few days.

"Um."

Duan Zhuo originally wanted to take her back to Xingjiaozhou, but it was too far from Xingjiaozhou, so it was the closest to her apartment.

After a while, the car quickly drove into the community and stopped downstairs.

The two got out of the car, and Duan Zhuo led her upstairs.

When he walked into the house, he rubbed her head and said, "Go and sit on the sofa, I'll pour you a glass of water."

Zhimian walked to the living room and sat down. He turned to look at the man walking to the water dispenser. His heart felt warm and the softest part collapsed like this.

Fortunately, he is there.

At that moment, if he hadn't appeared, she would have been so nervous.

Duan Zhuo poured a glass of water and sat next to her. She took a few sips and put them on the coffee table.

Zhimian turned his eyes and looked at him, his lips sagged, and he couldn't help calling out: "Duan Zhuo..."

The little girl looked pitiful, as if she had been bullied before, and she came to find him.

Duan Zhuo's heart was poked immediately. He kept his eyes calmly, his arms around her knees, and directly carried the little girl to his legs, hugged her body, strong and gentle.

Duan Zhuo has been growing up, and nothing will make him particularly concerned about.

The only little girl is his only weakness.

She was raised by him in his palm, and he couldn't stand her crying and bullied.

Duan Zhuo coaxed her a few words in a low voice, Zhimian blinked his eyes and asked softly: "You know how to come tonight..."

"I went to find you after the meeting. I was about to send you a message, but you came out. What happened?"

Zhimian recalled: "I went to find Teacher Min tonight. Everyone else left. In his office, he always wanted to get close to me..."

She talked in detail about what happened.

At first she found it strange, but thought she was thinking too much, but who knew that Min Zhizhun's purpose was becoming more and more obvious.

When Duan Zhuo heard this, he learned that the little girl was actually being sexually harassed, and his face suddenly became dark.

"After he left the office, I was about to send you a message, and then the power went out. I was afraid that something would happen, so I ran out. The teacher kept saying he wanted to send me."

She didn't know if the power outage was a coincidence.

The only thought in her mind was to escape. She was afraid that Min Zhi would catch up with her, and afraid that something would happen in such a dark place.

After hearing this, Duan Zhuo's expression looked like frost, and the anger in his eyes was extremely heavy.

"Where did he touch you?"

"He didn't touch anything, he just kept leaning on it."

Duan Zhuo's eyebrows and eyes were gloomy and sinister.

Zhimian was angry when he saw him, "I'm fine, don't worry..."

He clasped her hair, held her eyelashes and let out a deep breath, "I'm going to accompany you tonight."

He also wondered why the studio was dark and thought Zhimian had left, but if he didn't come or Zhimian was really left inside, what would happen.

If he was there tonight, the little girl wouldn't be in danger.

Zhimian raised his hand and wrapped his neck around him, buried his face in his neck, "Duan Zhuo, this has nothing to do with you."

The man hugged her tightly.

"I'm not afraid as soon as you appear," her voice softly. "I feel much better now, don't blame yourself."

What she felt more angry and incredible now.

Who would have thought that such a respected teacher in the industry would be a beast in his arms behind his back.

He is not worthy of being a teacher at all.

"Duan Zhuo, is this the first time you said Min Zhizhuo sexually harassing a girl like this?"

The man looked down at her, "It's very likely that he has always been such a person."

On the surface, he is gentle, kind and kind, and is loved by students, but in fact it is the opposite.

Zhimian's heart skipped a beat, "Does that mean that other girls were also harassed by him?"

Duan Zhuo's eyes were dark and he finally spoke: "You don't have to worry about this matter, just prepare for the competition with peace of mind. Don't go to this studio again. Leave this matter to me next, huh?"

"good……"

Zhimian has always believed in him.

I believe he can solve any problem for her.

"Then don't cause trouble for yourself..."

He licked his lips and sneered.

Let's see who will be in trouble next.

Zhimian wrapped his neck around him, smelled the mint fragrance on his body, and rubbed his head gently. Duan Zhuo looked at her like this and suddenly curled his lips: "You are so sticky now?"

Zhimian's cheeks were slightly red, and he let go of his hands, "If you don't like it..."

He pressed her into his arms again and "stick."

She couldn't help laughing.

She was originally very scared, but because of him, her mood gradually improved.

Zhimian plans to put what happened tonight behind his mind and will not mention it again.

She talked to him about other relaxed things, and the two of them hid on the sofa and chatted. The floor lamp next to the sofa sprinkled a soft halo, and the atmosphere was warm and sweet.

At the end of the conversation, Duan Zhuo gently pinched Zhimian's chin and looked at her.

"How long does it take to live in this house?"

"ah?"

"When will you go home with me?"

Zhimian's heart blew, "Which home is it?"

He pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Go back to our home, what home?"

Our home.

When she was separated from him, she felt that she had no home, but now she has another home, a home for her and his.

Zhimian felt a fever in his heart. He couldn't help but raise his lips, but he still said reservedly: "It depends on your performance."

He hugged her and suddenly put her down on the sofa. His tough body covered him and looked at her with a hot look: "Then what kind of performance do you think you want?"

"Duan Zhuo..."

She was stunned. Before she finished speaking, she was immediately covered by his hot kiss.

The breath gradually becomes stronger, intertwined, and warms up.

The man pried open the teeth and took his strong plundering characteristics, his movements were rough and unrestrained without any restraint.

He lifted the material of his clothes with his palms, rubbing her soft waist, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, without going further, but Zhimian surrendered.

After a while, Duan Zhuo bit her lips lightly and finally stopped.

Zhimian opened his wet eyes and met the man's dark and dark eyes. Going down, the man's lips, which were shining with water, became brighter and redder. At this moment, he was panting, his breath was unstable.

Her heart was pounding.

How did this person get so erotic when he kissed, he looked like he was about to swallow her into his stomach...

Duan Zhuo raised his eyebrows lazily, "How is this behavior?"
To be continued...