Yu Se nestled softly in Mo Jingyao's arms, feeling his body temperature and the tension emanating from his body from the inside out, and a sense of security suddenly emerged.
Yu Se tried to pull the corner of Mo Jingyao's clothes with his hand, and said weakly: "I want to watch the game, Mo Jingyao, can we go to the stands?"
As long as she was in the stands, she would have seen the game even if she fell asleep.
She really wanted to watch the game, but her body didn't allow it and she just wanted to sleep.
This is the inevitable sequelae every time she uses her inner strength to save people.
"Okay." Mo Jingyao held Yu Se and turned around. Instead of heading towards his car, he quickly stepped up to the stands with long legs and found an empty seat to sit down. Suddenly, he held Yu Se in his arms.
The location of the color becomes the focus of the entire stadium.
The level of focus is no different from the direction of the rostrum.
Yu Se fell asleep.
It's a bit noisy at the stadium.
But it didn't affect her sleep at all.
She slept very deeply.
Because I fell asleep, the paleness on my face faded little by little.
Originally, the area around her and Mo Jingyao was quite noisy. From time to time, there were screams from boys and girls who were excited about watching the game. However, after Mo Jingyao calmly swept around, those boys and girls all shut up.
Mouth, no longer dare to shout.
Otherwise, they have every reason to believe that as long as Yu Se is woken up, no one they have ever quarreled with will have a good time.
Mo Jingyao really dotes on Yu Se too much. In such a public place, he must leave a quiet space for Yu Se.
Because it was quiet, she slept deeply.
Because she slept peacefully in Mo Jingyao's arms.
Half an hour passed quickly.
Seeing Yu Se's little face gradually turn from pale to rosy, Mo Jingyao's face finally looked a little better.
Yang Anan ran over.
She had been looking in the direction of Mo Jingyao and Yu Se from a distance.
But after waiting and waiting, Yu Se didn't wake up. She couldn't wait to know how Yu Se was doing now.
So she ran over.
"Mo Jingyao, how is Xiaose?" The bottom level of the bleachers on the playground is a bit high from the ground.
More than one meter high.
Yang Anan tried it, but it was a bit difficult for her to climb up and it took some time.
So I called Mo Jingyao first and asked about Yu Se's situation.
Then find a way to climb up and see the metaphors up close.
Hearing Yang An'an's voice, Mo Jingyao slowly raised his head and glanced at Yang An'an casually. Then, his eyes paused on a certain point behind Yang An'an, and then he said slowly: "She looks much better.
"
Yang Anan breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, I'll go up and see her right now."
After she finished speaking, she began to climb up the steps of the stands.
If it's too high, it will be very difficult.
Mo Jingyao never looked at Yang An'an again. All he cared about now was Yu Se, and he just wanted Yu Se to wake up soon.
As for Yang Anan, someone will care about him.
Holding on to the cement stone steps, Yang Anan finally climbed up after trying again and again. He jumped up.
Climb up the lowest and highest level, and each subsequent level will be easy.
While standing on the steps, Yang Anan was thinking about why Mo Jingyao was so relaxed when he came up with Yu Se in his arms.
He just moved his legs and came up.
Then he sat where he is now.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she, who had just climbed the stairs, would not have believed that Mo Jingyao would have climbed up so easily.
And he came up very easily with Yu Se in his arms.
For her, it was too difficult.
Go up level by level.
Fortunately, it's only Level 5 and we're there.
Sure enough, Yu Se was still asleep in Mo Jingyao's arms.
Yang Anan saw the exposed half of Yu Se's face, which was as rosy as if it had been stained with rouge. It was indeed much better.
She breathed a long sigh of relief, and relaxed her body and was about to sit next to Mo Jingyao, but before she sat down, she was pulled by a hand, "It's cold up there, so you're not allowed to sit."
"Huh?" Yang Anan raised his head in confusion. When he saw the man in front of him, his body trembled, and then he reflexively tried to break away from the man's hand.
But she found that she couldn't get away at all.
Biting her lip, she said hoarsely: "Let go, I don't know you."
The first time I saw the man in front of me, he was Meng Hanzhou.
But if I continue reading, I feel that he is not Meng Hanzhou.
The appearance is a little different.
Even the voices are a little different.
Therefore, regardless of whether he is Meng Hanzhou or not, she does not regard him as Meng Hanzhou.
Just treat it as someone you don't know.
Meng Hanzhou glanced at her lightly, then placed a soft cushion in his hand on the steps, then forcefully pulled her over, pressed her down and sat down.
The position where he was sitting was at least three people away from Mo Jingyao.
"Mr. Mo is a metaphor, please sit far away to avoid suspicion." After saying this coldly, he turned around and sat next to Yang An'an.
There was no cloth pad underneath him.
Only under Yang An'an.
Yang Anan looked at him like a monster, "Do I know you?"
"Knowing that I am Meng Hanzhou." To others, he is Zhou Han.
To Yang Anan, he is Meng Hanzhou.
Because Zhou Han is not her man, Meng Hanzhou is her man.
Whether she admits it or not, she has been his woman.
This is an unchangeable fact.
Hearing Meng Hanzhou proclaiming that he was Meng Hanzhou in such a harsh manner, Yang Anan became angry and bit his arm as soon as he leaned over.
He bit hard and used all his strength.
Then, through the fabric of his shirt, the smell of blood wafted into Yang Anan's nose.
Suddenly, she felt a tickle in her throat and felt a little nauseous.
Then he turned his head and vomited to one side.
The smell of blood made her sick.
Her eyes were full of tears and runny nose, and a big hand quietly landed on her back, patting her gently to relieve her discomfort.
Yang Anan didn't take it seriously at first, but when he realized that the hand on his back might be from Meng Hanzhou, he turned around to avoid his hand, "Don't touch me."
Meng Hanzhou twisted her body and turned pale. He was worried that she might accidentally turn her head and fall down the steps, so he let go.
Then he looked at the bottle of water that was put down next to him, thought for a moment, and when Yang Anan sat back after vomiting, he handed the water to her and said, "Drink some water."
"I vomited and it's all dirty here. At this time, shouldn't you leave in disgust? Meng Hanzhou, suddenly treated me so well, tell me, what is your purpose?"
Showing hospitality for nothing is either cheating or stealing.
She wouldn't believe that he was really kind.
He has never been kind-hearted.
Just a complete bad guy.
Meng Hanzhou's eyes fell on Yang An'an's belly, his lips parted, and he hesitated to speak. After a long time, he said softly: "It's nothing, it's just what happened last time. I took advantage of you, and I'm very sorry." This chapter has been completed!