Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 1732 The Frontier Continues (10)

Having said that, the tone is three points harsh.

Even in his sleep, he knew how important Linghulan was to him. When she was by his side, he slept the most peacefully. When she was not by his side, he felt like he was sleepwalking. After receiving so many messages Afterwards, he understood even more that he and Linghu Lan were inseparable.

This life is bound together.

However, this is the real world.

Their relationship is entangled, that is, the fate of two families is entangled. In the real world, he has never pursued a girl, and those memories of Linghu Lan and Linghu Lan watered him every bit and every drop. The river of heart formed a huge and complicated memory, which is worth cherishing for a lifetime.

He treats Linghu Lan with prudence and respect.

He had to use his own identity to win Linghu Lan's love again. No matter how difficult the process was, it seemed like a good start. At least she didn't refuse when he picked her up to sleep with her yesterday.

Linghu Lan smiled.

The current Mo Tang has a strong possessive desire.

She didn't feel disgusted, but felt distressed. After traveling in time and space for a long time, did she have sequelae such as autism, and she always wanted to have familiar people by her side so that she wouldn't feel lonely?

People always feel that they are constantly looking for the same kind in their life, and when they find them, they don't want to let go, they just want to keep each other warm.

"I promised you, I will do it, but I will leave in the end. I have to leave the hospital to see my parents. I miss them very much."

Mo Tang fell silent.

His broken body wants to fully recover, at least three months to half a year at the current speed. "I see, live with me? Can you?"

He turned his head and looked at Linghu Lan solemnly.

Linghu Lan smiled, she really wanted to scratch Mo Tang's nose with her fingers, but her fingers trembled a bit, they had already reached Mo Tang's nose, but stopped again. "Can!"

It is not difficult to agree to this request. There is no lust in Mo Tang's eyes, just like yesterday, he hugged her to bed, but he just wanted to be together. The ancients said: Si Wuxie!That's probably what he said.

Motang's lightly pursed lips waved into a faint smile. He stretched out his hand and pulled Linghu Lan's finger, scratching towards his nose. Linghu Lan's finger was very warm, but the tip of his nose was cold. The feeling of scratching his nose lightly made him fill the emptiness in his heart and nourish the exhausted river of heart.

The two fell silent.

Mo Tang gently took Linghu Lan's hand, looked into her wise eyes, and felt a slight pain in his heart. Those sweet times the two of them had experienced hit his brain again, and he closed his eyes in pain. Eyes, very uncomfortable.

Unwillingly, he let go of Linghu Lan's hand, and hugged his head tightly, two nosebleeds flowed out again.

Linghu Lan's heart stopped beating, she hurriedly got out of bed, ran to the door, and called for the doctor loudly.

When everyone rushed in, Mo Tang's nosebleed had already stopped, and he didn't pass out like before, but his complexion was pale, his eyes seemed to be covered with a hazy mist, and he lost his vitality.

Any man who cannot stop his nosebleeds every day will lose too much blood and become pale.

Linghu Lan looked at Mo Tang worriedly, hoping that the doctor would come to a conclusion, but the doctor announced with great joy that Mo Tang was fine, and the situation was much better than before.

(End of this chapter)