Qi Yan left satisfied.
The colder I am, the more I lose my memory. But the serious injury is real. When I wake up, I face a lot of tests. Now I am tired and pale.
Nian Xiaomu quickly told him to stop talking, put down the water cup, and then put the quilt on for him to sleep for a while.
I feel uneasy sleeping alone, I have to pull her together.
I'm afraid that the master of Moh's family will suddenly kill a rifle and take her away.
Young Mu has been struggling for so long, and he is also sleepy.
He crawled to his bed and fell asleep beside him.
In the ward, Mo Yongheng and Zheng Yan have not left.
Seeing that the two patients are sleeping, Zheng Yan goes to Mo Yongheng's side, stretches out her hand and pulls his sleeve to remind him in a low voice.
"Shall we go?"
"No, they sleep with them. We'll stay here." Mo Yongheng holds her hand and clasps her fingers. He pulls Zheng Yan to him and puts his hand around her waist.
Slightly bowed, forehead and her touch together, the voice is low.
"As soon as you leave here, your father will find an excuse to call you home."
Zheng Yan: "..."
Is that why they stay as light bulbs?
Zheng Yan blushed.
But for the first time, Mo Yongheng spoke to her in such a aggrieved tone. She couldn't stand it.
Lean on his chest and stop talking.
Anyway, the VIP ward is big enough. The colder I am sleeping with Nian Xiaomu, the better they can borrow a place to have an appointment.
"Mo Yongheng, did you mention our marriage to the old master?"
"Well." Mo Yongheng hugs her hand tightly, and her face is not very good.
Zheng Yan is nervous.
"Don't you agree?"
"No." Mo Yongheng's brow and heart are slightly twisted, and he wants to talk but stops.
Worried about her attitude, Zheng Yan can only tell her the truth.
"The head of the family is very unhappy about his granddaughter recently. If I tell him at this time that I want to leave Mohist group, I'm afraid he will not agree."
"Leave Mohist group Do you want to be independent? " Zheng Yan looks up at him in surprise.
I didn't expect to hear such words from Mo Yongheng.
Mo Yongheng is famous for his loyalty. He will never disobey the orders of the leader of Mo's hometown.
Once, Zheng Yan whispered in her heart that if she fell into the river at the same time with the master of Mo's hometown, who would Mo forever save.
Who could have thought that Mo Yongheng had thought about leaving Mohist school, and seemed to have made a decision
"I don't know if Zheng Hao will go to jail. You are the only one in the Zheng family. If I stay in the Mo family, uncle Zheng may not agree to our marriage." Ink eternal black eyes micro flash, light lips.
The long finger picked up a strand of her hair and wound it around her fingertips.
"I want to give you a home, a home that belongs only to us, depending on my ability."
“……”
Zheng Yan's heart suddenly missed half a beat.
Next second, it's like being hit by something.
The heartbeat was out of rhythm.
People who don't know how to say love talk suddenly make people crazy.
Zheng Yan put her hands around his neck and gave him a kiss on tiptoe.
Mo Yongheng lowers his head and cooperates with her.
Kissing and kissing, both of them are emotional. Mo Yongheng stoops to pick up Zheng Yan and walks out.
"If we don't go back to your villa, we'll find a nearby hotel, so my father can't find it." Zheng Yan blushed and grabbed his collar to remind her.