Mo Yongheng said, his eyes slowly moved to Qi Yan, and his pupils narrowed slightly. "As for you, if you are not afraid of death, follow me."
"Just go in, you think I'll be afraid of you!" Qi Yan, with his hands in his pocket, walked up to him in the eyes of ink forever.
Go to tan avalanche side, but also particularly arrogant hold Tan avalanche's hand, with her into the ward.
In a clean and bright ward.
Master Mo just woke up and took medicine. At this time, he was leaning on the head of the bed and asked the nurse to read him a newspaper.
This is what Qi Yan ordered.
The master of Moh's family has been in a coma for a long time. His receptive ability and reaction ability have become sluggish. It is helpful for him to listen to the outside things frequently.
At this time, I saw several of them come in. The hale and hearty old eyes swept the hand that Mo Yongheng and Zheng Yan tightly held together. The eyes flashed slightly, reaching out and waving back the nurse who read the newspaper to him.
He took off the presbyopic glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"Master!"
Greetings from several people.
Although Mo Chengxian's illness has been repeated, the whole person's mental state is still better than before. Now he can sit up from the bed without the help of others.
At the moment, he put his presbyopic glasses on the bedside table and motioned with his eyes to other irrelevant people to go out.
In the ward, soon only Mo Yongheng and Zheng Yan, Qi Yan and Tan avalanche who wanted to go out but was held by Qi Yan
"Qi Yan, don't move your feet in front of the master!" Tan bangbanger's ear root is red. He raises his foot and steps on his instep. He lowers his voice to warn.
Qi Yan didn't care to turn his mouth. "I'm already Sima Zhao's mind about you. Everyone knows that the old master has been used to it for a long time, and only you are still shy. Besides, Mo Yongheng let us in. You're the dark guard of Nian Xiaomu, not an outsider. I'm your man. Naturally, I'm a family. Here are all my own people. Don't avoid!"
Tan avalanche: "..."
Where's your face, Yaowang?
When you just ran against Mo Yongheng, you didn't see the "own person" at all.
Qi Yan didn't care about Tan Bengbeng's disdainful eyes. He was very alert to hold her and stood beside her in an inconspicuous position, waiting to see the play.
Mo Chengxian doesn't seem to care about their existence either. He looks at Zheng Yan, who is led to the front by Mo Yongheng. His eyes are slightly narrowed.
"This is The girl of the Zheng family? "
Mo Chengxian's body is recovering well. Although the sequelae caused by stroke hasn't recovered completely, what he said has become easy to understand, but the expression is not so smooth.
Zheng Yan was afraid of going forward. Suddenly, she heard the master of her hometown point to her. Her bright face turned pale and her lips moved. She couldn't answer a word for a long time.
"I don't eat people Speak well! "
Mo Chengxian frowns and his voice sinks.
Seeing that Zheng Yan didn't answer him, she looked at Mo Yongheng and said, "this is Who do you like? "
"Home Lord, yes. Her name is Zheng Yan. She is the eldest miss of the Zheng family. We have known each other since childhood. I have liked her for many years. " Mo Yongheng holds Zheng Yan's hand tightly. He is not humble or arrogant.
"I have known you since childhood Also, when the girl was a child Live next door to your house. " The ink is shining in the old eyes, like recalling something.
Wen Yan, standing on the side of Tan avalanche was stunned first!