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Chapter 362: Three months away 4

Because Yi Danyou was often injured, Leng Qianmo prepared some simple medical supplies in Yi Danyou's room. Only now did he discover that Yi Danyou seemed to be often injured when she was with him.

Leng Qianmo brought the therapy box to Yi Danyou's side, took out the alcohol from it, and carefully cleaned Yi Danyou's wounds.

Once Nayou's little face twisted into a ball, she didn't like the pungent feeling when it was rubbed on the wound.

"Why are you so careless? You bump into the table while walking." As he said this, his hands were trembling slightly.

Yi Danyou pursed her lips and said nothing. If he hadn't broken into her mind and disrupted her thoughts, she would have been sleeping peacefully on the bed now.

Leng Qianmo cleaned Yi Danyou's wound, put her leg on his thigh, and put a band-aid on her

Yi Danyou now has a feeling that back on the day Leng Qianmo kidnapped her, he wiped her wounds with such tenderness.

After everything was over, Leng Qianmo let go of Yi Danyou and let her lie back on the bed while he prepared to go back to his room.

Yi Danyou couldn't help but stretched out her hand to hold Leng Qianmo. When she saw Leng Qianmo's tangled eyes, she was shocked to realize what she had done. She quickly let go of Leng Qianmo's hand, squeaking.

Said: "Well, I can't sleep, can you stay and chat with me?"

Leng Qianmo felt relieved in his heart. He wanted to stay, but he didn't know what excuse to use. Now that Yi Danyou took the initiative to speak, he had a legitimate reason to stay.

He pretended not to care and said: "Yes!" He leaned sideways on the bed, took Yidanyou into his arms, and whispered softly: "Why can't you sleep? What are you thinking about?"

Yi Danyou put her hand on Leng Qianmo's arm and hugged her tightly. She rested her head on his lap and said, "I don't know, I just can't sleep. I feel like my head is a little messy."

Can she tell him that it's because of him? She's not sure about his feelings. She loves him but can't love him. He is the king standing at the top of the pyramid, and she can only look up at the low end of the pyramid.

Will he, and they, also have a future?

Perhaps, imagination is always better than reality


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