Evil Army Junior: Sir, please respect yourself

With steady and light steps, Leng Xuanhan walked slowly to the side of the bed, lowered his head slightly, his deep and dark gaze quietly stayed on Tian Lingxin's faintly pale face, and gradually, his eyes There seems to be a soft light that is hard to detect.

Standing quietly by the bed for a while, Leng Xuanhan suddenly stretched out that slender hand, bent slightly and reached over.

Quietly caressing that cool pale face, with a movement of her fingertips, brushing away the teardrops that slid down from the corners of her eyes!

Are you that disturbed even in your dreams?

Leng Xuanhan stood up, and just as she retracted her tear-stained hand, she was suddenly grabbed by a soft and cool hand, which trembled slightly.

"Mom... Please, save her... I only have her... Please..." A faint crying voice came.

Tian Lingxin on the hospital bed was frowning tightly, her pale face was stained with pleading helplessness, tears slipped from her closed eyes, and soon soaked the white pillow.

Those deep black eyes fell on the little hand that was holding his hand tightly, the temperature in the hand was a bit cold!

Leng Xuanhan frowned slightly, and after a second of silence, he stretched out his other long hand, grabbed the quilt that was not covered a little, and covered her lightly.

After covering her with the quilt, Leng Xuanhan's big hand gently grasped the small hand that was holding his hand tightly, wanting to take it back.

However, that hand was grasping very hard, and it was difficult to pull it away.

However, at this moment, there was a knock on the door, and then the door opened, and Xiao Mo, dressed in a casual camouflage uniform, walked in. He was about to say something, but he paused because he saw the situation in the room.

Those bright eyes suddenly forgot to avoid and stared at the two people who were holding hands in the room.

But seeing Leng Xuanhan turned his head and glanced at him, he immediately looked away in a jerk, and called softly with a guilty conscience; "Major General!"

Leng Xuanhan turned his head indifferently, his deep eyes fell on the slightly pale face on the hospital bed, he was silent for a moment, and finally stretched out his hand and pulled it back.

However, as soon as he moved, he seemed to touch the woman on the bed who had just calmed down for a while.

"Don't...don't leave me...please..." As if he had dreamed something, the small hand that was holding Leng Xuanhan's big hand so hard that his knuckles turned white.

Feeling a slight pain from her grasping the back of his hand too tightly, an inexplicable stream of light seemed to flash across Leng Xuanhan's deep black eyes.

In fact, since meeting her, what he has done!He didn't even understand it himself, but every time he saw her struggling helplessly, he couldn't help stretching out his hand, wanting to step into her lonely world and free her from where she was struggling. Pull it out.

However, I found that my gaze seemed to be drawn to her involuntarily...

This feeling is very ingenious, but he doesn't dare to touch it, because sometimes, there are some things, some things, that cannot be relieved with reason!

He never liked things out of control...