Crazy Concubine: Uncle, please lie down

Chapter 782 Ye Mo was seriously injured 1
"Cangshuge, otherwise where are you going to put it?"

Feng Jiaojiao followed Han Tianlan in a daze to the empty Library Pavilion that had just been built.

Then I saw Han Tianlan passing by the bookshelves quickly, and when Feng Jiaojiao could see clearly, those bookshelves were already filled with all kinds of books.

Feng Jiaojiao's eyes widened in shock: "This... this..."

"These books were found in those abandoned cities when I went to the Donglan Empire to support them. I thought they would be useful for the reconstruction of our White Horse Academy, so I put them all away. I have been busy these days when I came back, and I forgot to hand them over to you." .”

Looking at the library which has become full, Han Tianlan smiled happily.

At that time, I thought that these books might be used, but it didn't happen.

"Tian Lan, thank you. Without you, White Horse College would definitely not be what it is now."

Feng Jiaojiao's tears flowed down like a dike, she looked at Han Tianlan with red eyes, very excited.

"Okay, okay, the dignified principal is crying like this, if Xiang Lei and the others find out, they will think I'm bullying you."

Han Tianlan glanced at Feng Jiaojiao lightly, and then walked out of Zangshu Pavilion.

Feng Jiaojiao hurriedly followed, and said dissatisfiedly: "They dare, and besides, if you think you bully me, I will do so voluntarily."

Han Tianlan staggered and almost fell down. Why did this sound so ambiguous? Fortunately, she is a woman.

At night, Yemo appeared in Han Tianlan's room.

Looking at her sleeping soundly, he went to sit on the bedside.

Han Tianlan opened his eyes abruptly, he was relieved to see that it was Ye Mo, and took a hard look at him.

"Hehe, progress has been made."

The corners of Yemo's lips curled up slightly, and he looked at Han Tianlan with smiling eyes.

With his cultivation level, even if he entered the room of a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage, he would not be able to find out even if he tried to prevent the other party from finding out, but Han Tianlan found him when he came over quietly.

Han Tianlan glared at him coldly: "Why are you free today? You still have three and a half months to visit?" She didn't notice the faint complaint in her tone when she spoke.

Yemo raised his eyebrows, reached out to stroke her hair, and said with a low smile, "Are you angry?"

Han Tianlan was taken aback for a moment, did he act obviously?

"Who said that, no."

As she spoke, she turned around, looking like a little girl who was angry with her boyfriend.

This kind of Han Tianlan didn't exist on weekdays. Yemo felt itchy when he saw it, so he took off his boots and went to bed, gently hugging her in his arms.

Feeling his movements, Han Tianlan froze, and was about to turn around to stop him, when his magnetic and pleasant voice sounded.

"Don't be angry, okay, I'm really busy these days, I promise I will come to you often in the future, so that you won't worry."

"Who is worried about you!"

Han Tianlan said coldly, for a moment he forgot that he was going to push him away, and his heart was filled with warmth, leaving only endless tenderness.

"Are you really busy these days?"

She asked in a low voice, with worry and distress that couldn't be concealed in her tone.

Yemo, who had successfully won the love of his sweetheart, stretched his pretty eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curled up into a silent smile.

"Well, I'm very busy, I'm almost to death, as long as you can give me a short rest here, Tian Lan."

"Ok?"

Han Tianlan's tone was gentle.

"Can you rub it for me?" Yemo's suppressed voice sounded.

(End of this chapter)