Deliberately play nice!The hotel butler was driven crazy!

Chapter 270 Distressed and Tangled, Master Long's Ultimatum
"Cymbidium--"

When everything in front of her eyes began to be turned upside down and chaotic, Mo Lan heard that voice that could instantly reassure her no matter when she heard it.

It's like that day on the rooftop, when she watched Qin Zhuo's body fall from her palm like a feather, and then she finally exhausted herself and fell down with her whole body, this voice Its master is like a god descending from the sky.
Hugged her back from mid-air!

"elder brother"

When being hugged by Long Xiangbo, Mo Lan struggled to open her eyes. In her hazy vision, she saw the same wet look of a man, looking at her angrily and distressedly, but she couldn't say a word.

"sorry."

At the end of the memory, Mo Lan said the same sentence in two different places.

Long Xiangbo was so distressed that he almost ran away, and in the end he could only take a deep breath and hug Mo Lan.
left here quickly.

I do not know how long it has been
The familiar yet unfamiliar smell of disinfectant pierces the nostrils.

Whenever he smells this smell, Mo Lan is very disgusted.

She frowned, but before she could speak, she suddenly felt a warm palm on her forehead, and then someone gently kissed the corner of her lips, and said softly,

"Baby, are you awake?"

".Um. Brother."

Mo Lan closed her eyes and stretched, but in the next second, she felt dizzy and her body was terribly sore.

"what happened?"

Mo Lan struggled to open her eyes, and what she saw was the equally annoying white ceiling, but soon, it was replaced by Long Xiangbo's face that always moved her heart whenever she saw it.

It's just that now, apart from the usual pampering, there is also a thin layer of exhaustion on this face.

In the past whole week, although Mo Lan was recovering quietly and did not make any noise, she knew well that during those times when she had been sleeping or in a daze for a long time, Long Xiangbo had also been They are all focused on themselves.

The highly concentrated mind has no time to rest, and he is even more exhausted than his own "patient".

"You have a fever and need to rest."

At this moment, Long Xiangbo stood up from the chair and sat down beside the bed.

He carefully moved Mo Lan into his arms, patted her on the back slowly, like coaxing a kitten that was not weaned, and said carefully and carefully,

"That suite. I'll let Long Xin clean it up, okay?"

".it is good."

Mo Lan closed her eyes tightly, stretched out her arms to embrace the body that was continuously providing her with warmth and comfort, and tried her best not to think about the events of that day.

For a moment, Mo Lan, who seemed to be thinking of something, suddenly raised her head and asked,

"Which hospital is this? I'm a little familiar."

Long Xiangbo had long expected that she would ask such a question, and gently brushed her messy hair, and replied helplessly but distressed,

"It's the room where Tan Hui was hospitalized, but you must first promise me that you are not allowed to sneak a look at her until you recover completely."

"But."

Mo Lan couldn't wait any longer, and really wanted to go to Tan Hui's ward immediately.

She has too many things she wants to communicate with Tan Hui to confirm, but Long Xiangbo looked at her very seriously, and said word by word,

"Mo Lan, I don't care how anxious you are, but in my heart, your body is the most important thing.

If you are disobedient, I will take you abroad for recuperation, and I will not come back until you fully recover, you know? "

".understood."

Mo Lan naturally knew what Long Xiangbo was anxious about.

In fact, if the identities of the two were matched in this matter, Mo Lan might not be much calmer than him.

They both occupy a pivotal position in each other's hearts, and naturally no one or anything can compare with them!

(End of this chapter)