my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 154 Guan Zichen, do you know who I am?
Lan Mo's head thumped and his heartbeat calmed down before he knew what happened. Isn't this guy's driving skills very good?He almost crashed the car.

She covered her forehead and couldn't help but wanted to yell at him, but she heard his anxious voice again.

"Xiaomo, are you alright? Let me see you." Guan Zichen resisted his head and insisted on pulling her shoulder, which really surprised him just now.

Lan Mo turned her head, her eyes that were about to get angry turned into panic when she saw the blood on his forehead.

"Guan Zichen, are you alright? Are you okay? Do you know who I am?" Lan Mo asked incoherently, and leaned over to pull out a few pieces of tissue paper and pressed it on his forehead.

Guan Zichen chuckled, it was the first time he saw her so flustered, and it was because of him, he reached out and touched the red envelope on her forehead, and leaned his head on her shoulder with a bit of an inch.

"Xiaomo, I'm very dizzy. Are you okay just now?" His voice was also weak, and he wrapped his other hand around her waist, like a koala on her body.

It seems that a little injury is beneficial, so she lowered her eyes proudly and let her help him wipe the blood on his forehead.

"Of course I'm fine, but it seems that something is really wrong with you. I'll take you to the hospital first. Get up quickly and change seats. I'll drive." Seeing that his bleeding couldn't stop, Lan Mo panicked. But he couldn't pull him for a long time, he couldn't have passed out, right?
"You don't need to go to the hospital, just scratched your forehead, let's go to the airport, you fasten your seat belt, and don't say anything this time that you don't want to see me, or something will happen to both of us."

Guan Zichen shook his head, relieved the dizziness, urged her earnestly, and carefully checked that she was not injured elsewhere, and then sat back in his seat.

"Hey, it's none of my business? Wait a minute, you're bleeding all the time." Lan Mo frowned, seeing that the trash can under the car was full of red tissues, and he still wanted to drive.

"I've been very angry recently, and it's okay to bleed a little." Guan Zichen smiled ruefully, pressed his forehead, and wanted to start the engine, but she grabbed her hand.

"I told you I'll be driving. I don't want to be hit again." She took out another piece of tissue and pressed it hard on his forehead.

(End of this chapter)