Deliberately play nice!The hotel butler was driven crazy!

Hospital corridor.

Mo Lan finally put on the pile of cloth
Under Long Xiangbo's hard work, he half-pushed, but he got on his body.
So much so that until now I don't feel very "comfortable", and even walking seems a little indescribably stiff.

Especially the way Long Xiangbo looked at him at this moment, Mo Lan felt that it was too indecent no matter what!
In fact, she has now realized that she has "missed her eyes". Long Xiangbo is a guy who seems to be aloof, but is actually just wearing the skin of a "high mountain flower"
On the inside, he is a sullen, black-bellied, jealous and rogue villain!

And the word "bad guy" is already the most "bad" word that Mo Lan can use, or is willing to use on Long Xiangbo!

at the same time, beside

It was completely different from Mo Lan's state of being very embarrassed but having nowhere to vent.

At this moment, Long Xiangbo was very calm and satisfied holding the little butler who wrote "Spring" on his face full of shame and anger.

Maybe she didn't realize it herself, but the expression on her face was too obvious right now.

It was clear at a glance what the two of them had just done.

Long Xiangbo covered his lips and coughed lightly. He couldn't hold back halfway through the walk, and suddenly pulled Mo Lan's wrist, and pressed her against the wall beside him.

The subordinates who heard the movement immediately turned their heads, and were immediately taken aback! ! !
Fortunately, these people reacted very quickly and quickly surrounded the two of them, forming a very tight encirclement.

In the next second, it was Mo Lan's full-bodied coquettish but still unconscious protest that rang in everyone's ears,

"What are you doing! Let me go—"

"Baby,"

Long Xiangbo leaned close to Mo Lan's neck, and his petting and gentle voice surprised the subordinates guarding the two of them.

He was addicted to the unique smell emanating from her skin, especially the release from her neck.

The warm and moist lips gently rubbed against the delicate lines that make people linger, and under the slight shrinkage of Mo Lan, Long Xiangbo finally agreed to restrain himself a little, and said in a low voice,
"If you keep looking at brother like this, brother really can't help it."

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Mo Lan was silent, ignoring her hot cheeks, she raised her hand and squeezed Long Xiangbo's arm wrapped around her waist.

"Be good, don't be naughty."

The man let out a muffled laugh, and finally stood up straight again.

He raised his hand to wrap her somewhat messy hair, those hairs were like soul branches released from Mo Lan's body, wrapped around Long Xiangbo's fingertips, the touch was soft and fascinating.

Long Xiangbo never felt any emotion.

Naturally, I didn't expect that once my heart was moved, it would be so crazy.

Crazy enough that he was willing to engrave Mo Lan's name on his own soul.

This proves his unspeakable nostalgia for her, and his lifelong surrender!

The two saw themselves in each other's eyes at the same time while staring at each other, deeply fascinated, and gradually quieted down.

It is a sense of belonging that comes from the depths of the soul.

It is a supplement that cannot be expressed in words, but it is enough to appease all doubts and fears.

The fetters from the deepest part of life, in the end, they can only redeem each other with each other!

After 5 minutes

buckle -

The door of a ward in the deepest corridor was knocked lightly from outside.

The room was quiet, without any sound coming out.

After a while, Long Xin opened the door in the house.

"Master, Miss Mo."

Seeing the person coming, Long Xin stepped aside quietly, revealing everything in the ward behind him.

The dim interior suppressed the faint light, but it was hard to see anything clearly.

But the smell of disinfectant came out first, accompanied by the beeping sound of the monitoring machine, which seemed to form a natural barrier.

Clear release with a pronounced and progressive intensity.
Isolation, despair, and apathy.

Mo Lan walked in first, and Long Xiangbo followed her very consciously, like a wolf king waiting for an opportunity.

Protecting his queen quietly, restrained and domineering.

hospital bed

From the moment Mo Lan entered the door, Song Nina, who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, opened them instantly as if she had sensed something.

Although the eyes were not clear, even chaotic and blurry, they still released strong sadness towards Mo Lan.

Mo Lan quietly walked in front of Song Nina, and gently held her hand, only then did she feel that she didn't seem to have much strength.

Long Xin, who was standing obliquely behind, took the initiative to speak and explained,

"Ms. Song was very emotional when she was sent here. The doctor injected her with a tranquilizer and fell asleep just now, but the medicine is almost over now."

Mo Lan glanced at Song Nina indifferently, and sure enough, she saw the restlessness trapped in her eyes that she couldn't condense.

Long Xin saw the needle, and continued to add,
"But if Ms. Song still can't control it, the doctor can give her another injection."