"Girl, don't be so harsh. If you want to go in to see him, just go in. In fact, your father and I can also see that he cares about you very much." Aunt Mo had no choice but to persuade.
Everyone clearly understood Xia Houyan's intentions, but Mo Ling was stubborn and refused to admit it.
"No, I don't want to go. Okay, you go in quickly and help me see if he is dead. If everything is okay, then I will go back to the room." Mo Ling curled his lips and held on for dear life.
Go back to your room.
"Hey, girl Ling." Aunt Mo shook her head and looked helplessly at Mo Ling's background.
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As soon as Mo Ling returned to the room, he locked the door and lay motionless on the bed.
He closed his eyes, but immediately opened them.
She looked at the roof, but she didn't feel sleepy at all. It was already very late at night, so she should be very tired, but she was so damn awake.
After turning left and right, I still felt no sleep at all.
The next moment, the person jumped up from the bed and quickly rushed towards the door.
Damn it, if she wanted to see if Xia Houyan was dead, it would keep turning around in her mind and she couldn't get it out of her head no matter how hard she turned.
door, open,
But she didn't see her father inside, only the man lying on the bed.
Door, close.
She and him were the only ones left in the house.
Slowly walking towards the bed, the face of the person lying on the bed was horribly white, his brows were knitted, and his mouth was pursed.
It turns out that this is what he looks like when he is silent,
It was very quiet, very quiet, so quiet that she couldn't feel his presence, but it was not what she wanted.
The room was eerily quiet, but she hoped that he would be like before. Even if she was angry with her, she would like to see him as he was, not him lying motionless on the bed.
Damn it, he actually dared to let her lie still. He was lying down and she could only sit. How could such a good thing happen?
She unconsciously hit his chest with anger.
"oh."
The person on the bed suddenly groaned.
"You didn't sleep to death?" Mo Ling narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the person on the bed.[
"I was just woken up by your slap." Xia Houyan said with a pitiful expression.
In fact, he had woken up a long time ago, but he just didn't want to open his eyes.