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Chapter 600 Teacher, Can I Steal Your Heart? (65)
After the two reconciled, Ye Luo's eyes were fixed on the little girl every moment.

Watching her get up, watching her get dressed, every movement, every minute and every second, he didn't want to miss it.

"Teacher, help Luo Luo get dressed."

He opened his mouth slowly, his pleasant and magnetic bass concealed obvious charm, and his long and narrow peach blossom eyes stared at the little girl without blinking.

Tu Zhimeng froze for a moment when he heard it, a little incredulous, then met the little milk dog's eyes, his heart was about to melt, after tidying up his clothes, he picked up Ye Luo's sweater and walked over.

"Hey, stretch out your hand." Like a teacher teaching kindergarten children, she had a smile in her eyes.

Ye Luo opened his arms obediently, but when the little girl bent over to get closer, the corners of her lips curled up, and she stretched out her long arms maliciously, hugging the little girl in her arms.

Tu Zhimeng exclaimed unpreparedly, subconsciously grasped the sweater in her hand, and a look of astonishment flashed across her big eyes.

Before she could react, Ye Luo leaned over and kissed her small mouth.

"Teacher, you are so sweet." He whispered softly in the little girl's ear, his eyes were like spring water, full of tenderness.

The little girl's face flushed, she was a little shy, and then she took the initiative to kiss her.

It was already nine o'clock in the morning when they left the bedroom. Tu Zhimeng simply made a sandwich with hot milk, took a bite, and took Ye Luo to see the attending doctor.

She didn't tell Ye Luo where to take him, she just said that she wanted to go out for a walk together.

After arriving at the rehabilitation hospital, Ye Luo didn't know where it was.

"Luo Luo, I made an appointment with a doctor yesterday, and I want him to look at your legs." The little girl squatted in front of Ye Luo, tidying the blanket on Ye Luo's legs with her small hands, her tone was tentative.

She knew that Ye Luo had a strong self-esteem, and it was painful to look like this now.

But he couldn't say it directly, for fear of hurting his heart.

Ye Luo raised his head, looked at the gate of the hospital, then at the little girl who dedicated himself wholeheartedly to him, smiled and nodded.

Tu Zhimeng was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect Ye Luo to agree so happily.

I thought he would resist...

Ye Luo felt that he couldn't accompany the little girl like this, because she would be too tired.Now that you have made up your mind to be together, let's work hard, even if it is possible to meet the god of death anytime, anywhere.

Li Qing had persuaded Ye Luo to go to rehabilitation before, but he felt that there were only a few days left anyway, and no matter how alive he was, he would eventually die.

But it's different now, he has Tu Zhimeng by his side.

In order to be able to spend the last time with the little girl well, Ye Luo decided to recover well.

The results of the examination were fairly optimistic, and the doctor said that as long as Ye Luo was willing to receive treatment, he could stand up.

The little girl was so excited that she shed tears on the spot, it was great, her Luo Luo had a chance to stand up.

Later, Tu Zhimeng lost all her jobs and wholeheartedly accompanied Ye Luo in her rehabilitation. To make it easier for him to go home, Tu Zhimeng changed to an apartment with the same layout as the previous home.

Ye Luo recovered faster than expected, and in only half a month, he was able to walk on crutches.

In order to make him not bored, Tu Zhimeng took him back to the WK Secret Service Academy, where they shared memories.

I walked past the lawn where they had lunch together, the classroom where they had classes together, and the crooked office where they were bored together.

Everywhere is a sweet and good memory.

"Ahem..." Ye Luo coughed lightly, instinctively covered her mouth with her hand, and put it down for a look.

is blood.

(End of this chapter)