From a selfish point of view, he didn't want to say embarrassing words to make their relationship ambiguous and strange. It was already good that they could get along like this now. Even if she regarded him as her brother for the rest of her life, as long as she could stay with him
He was very happy when she was around.
"You don't mean that, what do you mean? I always thought that we can't be separated, but now you and Yi Wuchen have something to do, but you have left me alone. If I hadn't caught Yi Wuchen secretly healing his wounds at Ling Yue's place today, he threatened me
You told me your story later, are you going to ask me to collect the body for you next time?"
Collecting corpses? The corners of Lengfeng's mouth twitched. Is it that serious?
I remember that she had just met Leng Feng and when she was helping him treat his injuries, she had seen the large and small dense scars on his body. At that time, she felt heartbroken and vowed never to let him have any more hideous scars. But
Now, looking at Lengfeng's whole body wrapped in white gauze, Mo Zihan began to hate herself.
Leng Feng and Yi Wuchen took care of her and protected her meticulously all the way. As long as she was in danger, they would definitely be by her side. But what about her? She was so focused on expanding her career that she neglected the most important person around her, her.
Who can blame them?
He sighed and leaned gently against the uninjured part of Leng Feng, "Feng, you have to remember that you must tell me anything in the future. You once promised me that your life is mine, so I don't allow you to carry it.
Let me face dangerous things."
He thought that Mo Zihan would yell at him again, or punish him by scratching the soles of his feet. But Mo Zihan did nothing and just lay quietly on his shoulder.
Suddenly, a drop of warm liquid fell on his unbandaged right shoulder, and Leng Feng's heart became crazy and messy again.
Mo Zihan, this woman who would smile even if someone put a knife on her neck, actually cried because he was injured...
He stretched out his hand and stroked Mo Zihan's long, silky hair. Leng Feng's eyes were moist. "Han'er, I promise you, I will tell you everything in the future. Even if there is danger, we will face it together."
He didn't need to know why Mo Zihan cared about him, he just needed to know that she really, really cared about him. It was his fault this time that made her sad.
Wiping away her tears, she quietly put on the medicine she had developed for Lengfeng, snickering in her heart.
She knew that if Leng Feng was willing to agree to something he didn't want to do, it would be useless to use threats or inducements. Maybe he would agree now, but next time he encounters the same situation, he would still go his own way. What worked for him was
Tears, this trick is absolutely tried and tested.
"Feng, after you've fully healed your injury, let's go on a night stabbing trip together." After bandaging the wound, Mo Zihan placed the porridge and side dishes packed in the thermos bucket one by one for the cold wind to eat while they were hot. Waiting for him
He was almost done eating before he said something that would definitely make him lose his appetite.
"What are you going there for?" Leng Feng's heart suddenly rose to his throat. He was not willing to let Mo Zihan take risks at all. That night, the assassins were all killers with extremely high martial arts skills. Even with Mo Zihan's weird martial arts
He could defeat them, but he didn't want her to get even a little bit hurt.
"That Ye Zhong, how dare he bully my family Feng'er, I will let him know how to write the word regret! Humph! Just watch. From now on, Ye Zhong's surname is Leng, not Ye."