Now Mo Xiaohuan's eyes are as big as two big walnuts
"Yu Beiming, I hate you! I don't want to think about you anymore!" Mo Xiaohuan whispered bitterly.
After taking the medicine, she fell into a deep sleep after saying this.
Just then, Yu Beiming opened the door and came in.
Yu Beiming closed the door and walked to the bedside to sit down. As soon as he sat down, he saw her eyes that were as red and swollen as walnuts, and his eyebrows twisted into knots.
He stretched out a hand to caress her cheek, and said softly: "Why can't you just settle down? Wouldn't it be better for me to worry less?"
He sighed and continued: "If you hate me and ignore me, what should I do? Huh?" He took one of her hands and put it on his face, bent down and kissed her gently.
The corners of Mo Xiaohuan's mouth suddenly raised slightly at this time, and she smiled sweetly.
Yu Beiming noticed it, and he smiled along with her, and couldn't help but ask her while she was sleeping: "What did you dream about? It's so funny."
Then something happened that caught him off guard one by one
"Hahaha..." Mo Xiaohuan actually woke up laughing
Yu Beiming stared blankly at Mo Xiaohuan who suddenly woke up, and he was smiling so arrogantly!
"You..." Mo Xiaohuan wanted to glare at him, but seeing his expression, she wanted to laugh.
Yu Beiming came back to his senses and suddenly narrowed his black eyes, staring at her dangerously. He put his hands on both sides of her and looked down at her: "It's funny, huh?"
Mo Xiaohuan suddenly stopped laughing and did not dare to make any reaction. He just looked at her like that. Because of his swollen eyes, he looked a little small in her eyes.
"Why aren't you laughing?" Yu Beiming asked her, his tone was very calm, and no sound could be heard.
"I..." Mo Xiaohuan knew that if she didn't say something, she would suffer.
"What are you talking about?" He stretched out his hand and caressed her red and swollen eyes, feeling distressed in his heart.
"I...I didn't mean it. I'm sorry...I made you worry." Mo Xiaohuan lowered her eyelashes and apologized to him in a low voice, her eyes became wet again.
Yu Beiming helped her up and sat down. He sat closer to her and gently wiped her eyes with one hand: "Don't cry again. Look at what your eyes are like. If you cry again, you don't have to see anyone." He said
Feeling distressed and out of breath
Mo Xiaohuan smiled: "I don't need to see anyone, just see you." She leaned her head on his chest. After saying this, her face turned red. She was afraid that he would say that it was not necessary.
Yu Beiming was stunned and smiled: "Of course it's good to just see me, but you can't just see me." He smoothed her hair.
"That's right." Mo Xiaohuan agreed with him.
Yu Beiming pushed her away a little and said, "You can never do something like this again that worries me, do you understand?"
Mo Xiaohuan didn't answer, but made a strange expression, her cheeks bulging.
"Why, you don't agree?" Yu Beiming was a little unhappy.
"Ah, I remembered," Mo Xiaohuan lowered his head, reached out and took out a letter and handed it to him: "Here you are."
Yu Beiming looked at her in confusion: "What is this?" He asked her while taking it
"Look," Mo Xiaohuan said to him.
Yu Beiming lowered his head to open the envelope and opened the letter. His expression changed slightly when he saw the first one. After reading it hastily, he put the letter back into the envelope.
"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" Mo Xiaohuan asked him, with a curious look on his face.
When Yu Beiming heard her words, he looked down at her and said, "Have you seen it?" This is why she came to him.