Don't care what harm not shy things, the body directly sat up, a face worried looking at Feng Tingmo.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it must be very painful..." Chang Cong's face is full of apology, with some panic breath, I don't know if it is the cause of bad health, lacrimal gland is also particularly active.

Just then, when he asked about Feng Tingmo, Chang Cong felt that his eyes were a little sour, and tears were coming down again.

Inhaled to inhale, only then reluctantly own tear gave forcefully forced to go back.

But obviously, the tears were still in her eyes, as if as long as Feng Tingmo said a pain, her tears would fall down in an instant.

It has to be said that these two people are really right under certain circumstances.

They should have the most sensitive feelings about their own injuries. They can't bear any better. They have their own pain.

But they don't care at all about their own pain, just like they ignore it.

Often porridge concussion dizzy not, still have to strong support to see Fengting Mo, and Fengting Mo, chest just had an operation, put a close to the heart of the bullet out, this will be holding often porridge like a nobody in general.

Seems to be strong for their own tight, but for each other, it is particularly worried.

Just looking at the tiny scratch on Chang Cong's face, Feng Tingmo's heart had already sentenced the people who had done it to death, and none of them could escape

And often porridge, the same is true, for their own wounds, endurance is not too high, and to Fengting Mo, even so far Fengting Mo have not shown any pain performance, but often porridge or heart silently.

Just a moment ago, an carelessness hurt Feng Tingmo.

It turned out that Chang Cong was just wringing in order to relieve his anger. Originally, he wanted to let the man know that he was wrong.

But did not expect, she was originally relying on the position of Feng Ting Mo chest, but it will also be some rational, in the front of the time, deliberately avoided the left chest.

Leaning on the right side, far away from the wound, it didn't matter for a while.

But obviously, as soon as I was angry, I forgot about it.

With such a twist, it happened to be near the wound.

She said clearly the strength is not very heavy, how can this man send out the cry of pain.

Such a look, can not scold, he directly twisted to other people's wounds near ah!

Chang Cong's tears are about to fall. She blinks at her eyes. She looks pitifully tight. It seems that she is in pain, not that Feng Ting is in pain.

"Ha ha." But I never thought about it. Feng Tingmo was laughing.

Originally, under the rashness of Chang Cong, the wound was really painful, but he had always been a patient, and he just didn't take precautions for a while.

Naturally, it doesn't matter.

Just looking at the woman like this, Feng Ting Mo's mouth rose slightly.

"You... You're still laughing. Do you really care?" Chang Cong was originally tearful, but he suddenly heard Feng Tingmo's laughter.

Immediately don't know is shame or annoy, mercilessly stare a court mo.

However, he didn't realize that his tearful appearance did not have half of the threatening power. Instead, he was affectionate and had a little more friendship.

Feng Tingmo's sight suddenly became deep, and the burning breath inside seemed to melt the common porridge.

"You... You..." Chang Cong was worried that there would be something uncomfortable about Fengting mo. he was not careful.

As a result, I saw that men's vision gradually changed.

Just experienced such a scene, even if the reaction is no matter how slow, often porridge also feel out of place.

The man's eyes swept her skin, it was almost like the skin was on fire, instant face is like a fire in general.

When pedaling, stand up, away from the bed.

Looking at Feng Tingmo like this, there must be no uncomfortable appearance.

"Have a good rest yourself." Leave this sentence, often porridge turned to leave, still don't forget secretly stare a man.

The figure looks a little flustered.

Behind him, Feng Tingmo kept looking at the figure of Chang Cong. The corners of his mouth rose slightly until the figure of Chang Cong disappeared.

"Ah, I didn't see it. I didn't see anything."

Siyu was still reading outside. Leng Buding saw that the door had been opened, and he was at a loss for a moment.

Then the reaction came out of Chang Cong. Suddenly, there was a thump in my heart, and my mind unconsciously remembered the picture I just saw.

He immediately put his hand over his eyes and talked nonsense in his mouth.

Chang Cong

Fire: "fire slowly turned around, can't bear to continue to see Siyu now stupid appearance.

It's just a self accusation! She has not said anything yet, but she has explained it thoroughly.

Chang Cong's mood, which had just been settled down, was instantly shown by the thought of rain, and his mind was pulled back. His face was a little hot.

"Cough." He coughed twice to relieve his embarrassment.

"I'll go back first." Often gruel gruel is really can't stand now such awkward atmosphere, whispered a directly left.

But Siyu didn't realize what he had just done. Looking at the steps of changcong, he was a little worried and anxious to speak out.

"Ah, you walk slowly. Your head is still dizzy. You can't be too anxious!" Siyu waved at the back and yelled. There was no way to pretend not to hear Chang Cong.

The footstep pauses, didn't turn around, but the footstep is slow down.

What Siyu said was right. She left in a hurry, and her body was a little uncomfortable. She was just in a hurry to get rid of such an embarrassing situation.

This meeting just adjusted the pace, and the pace slowed down.

"I'll see you later." Looking at Chang Cong, he didn't turn his head. He didn't think there was anything wrong with him. He was still busy asking.

Often porridge mouth up, think of rain this temperament ah... Is really no change.

Looking at the shadow of Chang Cong disappeared, Siyu just looked like a bitter gourd face.

"Ah, sure enough, no matter how much delay, the one who should come, or to come, sure enough, I still can't escape. I'm a little bit too miserable..." Siyu looked at the door of the ward, with a look of bitter hatred, it was like eating bitter gourd.

As if in front of a cannibal beast is waiting for her general, life and death do not want to take another step forward.

"Don't be afraid. Go in and talk less."