Is it because of him that she is mentally stimulated? Did he harm her?
Thinking of this, Nangong Mingye's heart trembled even more. He quietly opened the door, causing the person on the bed to wake up.
Looking at her pale face, Nangong Mingye couldn't stop stroking her, her lips lingering all the time.
"I'm sorry..." he said softly next to her.
"Don't go... don't go, okay?" Lan Huanmeng grabbed Nangong Mingye's sleeves, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her pale little face wrinkled together.
"Don't go... please... don't leave me." Lan Huanmeng's voice made Nangong Mingye tremble. Was the important person in her dream him? Or...?
Nangong Minye's face looked a little ugly. He hugged Lan Huanmeng and whispered in her ear, "Good boy, I'm here." He gently stroked her thin little face.
"Nangong Mingye... I like you." This sentence came out vaguely, and Nangong Mingye was shocked. Does she like herself?
"I hate you... I hate you... Why are you so cruel to me?" Lan Huanmeng raised her small fist and hit Nangong Mingye on the body. Because she was asleep, she didn't have much strength, but every punch hit her.
Nangong Ming was in terrible pain that night.
"I'm sorry, I won't be mean to you anymore, okay?" He rubbed Lan Huanmeng's hair, and then pulled the quilt up.
"Ugh... I hate you so much." A tear appeared in the corner of Lan Huanmeng's eyes.
"Stop crying... I won't let you be wronged in the future." Nangong Mingye coaxed gently, and Lan Huanmeng gradually realized that it was no longer the heavy rain, and then she saw the scene of Nangong Mingye, but
There is darkness before my eyes...
"Huhu..." Hearing Lan Huanmeng's even breathing and a little snoring, Nangong Mingye's heart calmed down a lot.