When he got the news that An Luoluo was injured, he rushed over like crazy. He just wanted to see her for no other reason. At this moment, he didn't want to care about the contract between him and Qiu Yunfeng. He just wanted to protect her by her side.
Hold her.
"Dad, go in, mom will need you." Situ Lan, who had known that Situ Ran would come, also sneaked in, but saw that his dad was just standing outside the window with no intention of going in, and he couldn't help but anxiously
Appeared and decided to help him.
"Why are you here?" Situ Ran looked at his son anxiously, and he was not surprised, because he was as nervous as An Luoluo himself.
"Go in, no one will know you've been here." Knowing that he was worrying about the contract with Qiu Yunfei, Situ Lan had the urge to pry open his head for the first time. How could he still be so calm at this time?
Thinking about the contract, he took out a delicate small box from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand, "The ointment in the box can treat my mother's injuries."
Hearing this, Situ Ran's cold face froze for a moment, he took the box he handed over, sighed deeply, and then stretched out his trembling hands to push open the door that blocked them.
"Daddy is finally enlightened. Mom, you have to get well soon." Through the faint moonlight, I saw my relatives lying lifelessly on the bed. My heart ached so much that I could hardly breathe. It was all because of that damn bitch.
Man, he won't let him go.
Situ Ran came to the bedside silently, and her pale face caught his eye, which made him feel as pained as if he had been cut by a knife.
"Luoluo..." A hoarse and deep voice sounded in the air, and the silver light fell on the wounds she had dealt with carelessly. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and then she opened the box that Situ Lan had given him just now, and said lightly
The scent of roses emanates from the ointment.
An Luoluo was sleeping deeply, and seemed to be still having a sweet dream, because there was a faint smile on the corners of her lips.
Will he be in her dreams?
At this moment, she probably only had hatred for him in her heart.
Smiling silently and bitterly, Situ Ran gently reapplied medicine and bandaged her wound. His gentle movements seemed to be treating the most cherished person in the world.
"Luoluo, come back to me quickly, I miss you so much." His slender fingers fell on her pale but still beautiful cheeks. It had been a long time since he touched her so well. Inadvertently,
Thinking about her makes my heart hurt.
"Well..." An Luoluo, who was sleeping, suddenly felt that her face was touched by a warm palm. The familiar touch and warm temperature made her couldn't help but rub his palm with nostalgia, and then she let out a cry.
A contented murmur.
Her subconscious dependence made his heart suddenly surge with violent joy. Even if she lost her memory, she still relied on him.
"Luoluo, my love!" He couldn't help but be excited. He slowly bowed his head and kissed her face. He originally planned to just give her a light kiss, but when his lips fell on her face, it was...
Can't bear to leave anymore.
Who is kissing her? Is she still in a dream? But why is it so real?
Familiar breath, hot body temperature, pounding heartbeat.
But there is inexplicable peace of mind and happiness.
If this was in a dream, then she would rather not wake up for the rest of her life, and just want to be pampered by the man in her dream for the rest of her life. When he got the news that An Luoluo was injured, he rushed over like crazy, for no other reason than to be pampered by the man in the dream.
Look at her. At this moment, he didn't want to care about the contract between him and Qiu Yunfeng. He just wanted to be by her side and protect her.
"Dad, go in, mom will need you." Situ Lan, who had known that Situ Ran would come, also sneaked in, but saw that his dad was just standing outside the window with no intention of going in, and he couldn't help but anxiously
Appeared and decided to help him.
"Why are you here?" Situ Ran looked at his son anxiously, and he was not surprised, because he was as nervous as An Luoluo himself.
"Go in, no one will know you've been here." Knowing that he was worrying about the contract with Qiu Yunfei, Situ Lan had the urge to pry open his head for the first time. How could he still be so calm at this time?
Thinking about the contract, he took out a delicate small box from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand, "The ointment in the box can treat my mother's injuries."
Hearing this, Situ Ran's cold face froze for a moment, he took the box he handed over, sighed deeply, and then stretched out his trembling hands to push open the door that blocked them.
"Daddy is finally enlightened. Mom, you have to get well soon." Through the faint moonlight, I saw my relatives lying lifelessly on the bed. My heart ached so much that I could hardly breathe. It was all because of that damn bitch.
Man, he won't let him go.
Situ Ran came to the bedside silently, and her pale face caught his eye, which made him feel as pained as if he had been cut by a knife.
"Luoluo..." A hoarse and deep voice sounded in the air, and the silver light fell on the wounds she had dealt with carelessly. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and then she opened the box that Situ Lan had given him just now, and said lightly
The scent of roses emanates from the ointment.
An Luoluo was sleeping deeply, and seemed to be still having a sweet dream, because there was a faint smile on the corners of her lips.
Will he be in her dreams?
At this moment, she probably only had hatred for him in her heart.
Smiling silently and bitterly, Situ Ran gently reapplied medicine and bandaged her wound. His gentle movements seemed to be treating the most cherished person in the world.
"Luoluo, come back to me quickly, I miss you so much." His slender fingers fell on her pale but still beautiful cheeks. It had been a long time since he touched her so well. Inadvertently,
Thinking about her makes my heart hurt.
"Well..." An Luoluo, who was sleeping, suddenly felt that her face was touched by a warm palm. The familiar touch and warm temperature made her couldn't help but rub his palm with nostalgia, and then she let out a cry.
A contented murmur.
Her subconscious dependence made his heart suddenly surge with violent joy. Even if she lost her memory, she still relied on him.
"Luoluo, my love!" He couldn't help but be excited. He slowly bowed his head and kissed her face. He originally planned to just give her a light kiss, but when his lips fell on her face, it was...
Can't bear to leave anymore.
Who is kissing her? Is she still in a dream? But why is it so real?
Familiar breath, hot body temperature, pounding heartbeat.
But there is inexplicable peace of mind and happiness.
If this was a dream, then she would rather not wake up for the rest of her life. She just wanted to be pampered by the man in her dream for the rest of her life.
