Zheng Yan in her sleep is restless.

Ink forever tightens the arm, eyes gentle: "I am, I am in your side, sleep."

Smell speech, Zheng Yan contentedly sucked a nose, lie on his chest to fall asleep.

Left a warm nephrite, but nothing can be done forever, suffering.

-In the event of Zheng Yan's accident, Mo Yongheng pressed down and did not disturb anyone in the Zheng family.

In n city, anyone who doesn't know Zheng Mohong's own daughter, dare to fight against her, and who knows Zheng Yan's whereabouts so clearly, is most suspected to be her stepmother and her brother.

"Don't tell my dad. I don't want him to worry." As soon as Zheng Yan heard Mo's eternal analysis, she was not relieved.

She can care nothing but her father.

"It's impossible for your father not to see you coming home like this." Ink's eternal eyes flied over the gauze on her head.

Not only on her head, but also on her arms and legs.

Zheng Yan thought with her head askew, "then don't go home. I can tell my father that I have something to leave n city for two days, and then live in your place secretly."

When Zheng Yan said this, her beautiful Danfeng eyes were uncertain: "would you like to keep me for two days?"

Mo Yongheng: "..."

"Mo Yongheng, I'm so pitiful now that I'm going to be homeless. You won't have the heart to die without help, will you? I'm well fed. I'm obedient and I don't quarrel with you. If you like to be quiet, I can sit beside you and not talk for a day. "

Zheng Yan finished, holding the clothes that Mo Yongheng prepared for her in her arms, moved to the bedside and looked up at him.

Like a baby waiting to be adopted.

How could he refuse her like this.

Thinking that she was going to live in his villa, he felt a little hot, and his ears began to turn red.

He opened his mouth to remind her of something, but he felt his thoughts were too obscene and hesitated for a long time. At last, he just opened his lips dully: "the doctor said you are OK. I will go to help you go through the discharge formalities."

Mo Yongheng's action is very fast, and the discharge procedure will be completed in an instant.

When he came back to the ward, Zheng Yan was faster. She had changed her clothes. She was wearing the clothes he had prepared for her. She sat on the sofa and looked at the door by the armrest.

As soon as I saw him, I stood up and went to him.

"I've packed everything and I don't have anything to bring. I can go home with you now."

Go home.

Mo Yongheng's eyes moved, her Adam's apple rolled up and down, unable to say a word, reached out and held her, turned to walk outside the hospital.

There was no one in his villa.

Except for the aunt who comes back every few days to do cleaning.

The empty villa looks a little cold.

As soon as Zheng Yan came in, she went to the sofa and lay down: "I'll sleep here. The sofa is soft and the place is big."

"Go back to your room and sleep."

Mo never frowns.

She's still a patient. How can she sleep on the sofa?

"But no one has stayed in your room. I saw it last time I came. It's gloomy. I'm afraid." Zheng Yan reached for a pillow and held it tightly in her arms.

It seems that yesterday's event really left her with no small sequela.

Mo Yongheng stooped to pick her up from the sofa, walked upstairs, went straight into his room, and put her on his bed.

"You sleep here."