Chapter 1155

Sitting next to such a sense of existence is not a generally powerful person, and the psychological pressure of Ning Xuemo is not generally great.

After a while, she felt that the quilt was warm and had one more leg --

the bastard got into her quilt!

Ning Xuemo's hair almost stood up!

She couldn't pretend to be dizzy any more. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw xueyilan leaning against the bed post at the other end of her back. One leg went into her quilt and the other was put under it.

He held his arms in both hands, and his eyes were like a winding landscape, with gentle pulse: "wake up?"

Ning Xuemo pursed her lips and didn't answer his nonsense. She took a breath, but such a slight action affected the wound again, which made her sweat again: "take your legs back."

She doesn't want to sleep with him! A quilt is even worse!

Snow clothes LAN Mou light slightly a dark, did not move the place: "Mo Mo, I am tired, first here to rest."

Ning Xuemo didn't speak, but struggled to get up. Of course, such a violent action severely affected the wound, making her face white with pain --

xueyilan's face slightly changed. She sat up straight and put one hand on her shoulder to stop her action: "are you crazy?! Your wound will crack again! "

"You go down!" Ning Xuemo insists: "otherwise, I will go down!"

Xueyilan: "..."

With a wry smile, he turned over and got out of bed: "Mo Mo, I've been cruel to you OK, I'll go down and you'll stay. "

Ning Xuemo slightly closed his eyes, and the struggle just now really opened a little wound, which made her scratch her heart and lungs with pain. She was waiting for the pain to pass.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and xueyilan changed her strong flirting. He sat on a stool beside the bed and looked at the sweat on her forehead with complicated eyes. Like pity, like anger, like sorrow

After a while, the pain finally passed. Ning Xuemo opened his eyes again: "I How long have you been in a coma? "

"Five days." Snow Yi Lan answers.

Ning Xuemo looks out of the window, a little red in front of her eyes. The afterglow of the setting sun is smeared on the window paper, a little red and yellow

Five days have passed!

She didn't die, but tumbled for five days

Is the great God back?

Does he know that Wumo nearly stabbed her to death?

Should I still not come back? Otherwise, he would have been searching for himself

"Where is this?" Ning Xuemo looks around the room, feeling that the layout here is not familiar.

"What do you say?" Xueyilan asked.

How does she know?!

But if he asks, is this place she should know?

Ning Xuemo searched in his mind for a long time. Suddenly, he felt something in his heart!

Dream! This place is like a scene in a dream!

Although she can remember a little dream recently, she can't remember it clearly. It's like a thick fog. She only occasionally remembers one or two fragments, which are also vague.

At ordinary times, she didn't put those dreams in her heart. Now when she saw the layout here, she remembered a little bit.

"Mo Mo, this is where you used to live." Xueyilan stands up and lifts the bed curtain so that she can see everything in the room: "all the tables and chairs here are arranged according to the way you used to live, how about that? Do you like it? "