The nurse came in to check the room. Mo Bei whispered to her a few words about Jiao Yang's condition. The nurse left. Mo Bei walked outside the door and explained a few words to the bodyguard. When he returned to the room, she did not go to the protective guard.
Instead of sleeping on the bed, he sat on the side of his bed, with his head lying next to him, and holding a gun in one hand.
Having learned from previous mistakes, she had to be more careful.
Hearing her movements, Jiao Yang immediately opened his eyes.
"Why...why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"I woke you up, I'm sorry." Mo Bei smiled apologetically, "You go to sleep, I want to do some work."
"It's too late to think about work tomorrow. Go to bed and sleep." His tone was commanding.
"It's okay, I have insomnia."
Jiao Yang looked at her face, "You are here...I can't sleep."
"Okay then." Mo Bei was afraid that it would affect his rest, so he got up and walked to the bedside of the escort, lay down on his side, and casually pulled the blanket over him.
"I can't sleep too, let's chat."
"Okay, what do you want to talk about?"
He took a breath and spoke in a low voice, "When I was a child, I was hospitalized once because of a fracture. When I was five years old, I broke my arm..."
"Really? How did you get injured?"
"Ride a bicycle and compete with Donny. Donny is our maid and the boy at home, who is two years older than me..."
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At first, Mo Bei occasionally asked one or two questions. Later, she just listened quietly. Later, her breathing gradually became calmer, and she finally fell asleep amid his narration. She had not slept for several days.
After a good sleep, she was still tired after all.
He quietly turned to look at her several times, and saw that she finally lowered her eyes and fell asleep. Jiao Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stopped his story, turned his face sideways, and stood silently with her only one meter away.
Mo Bei's sleeping posture was baby-like. Under the light, she behaved like a child. Most people who sleep in this posture do not feel safe enough. That posture makes people feel distressed. Jiao Yang stretched out his palm to replace it.
She covered herself with the blanket, and his eyes fell on her face. His fingers hesitated for a moment, but he finally retracted them without touching her.
Although he wanted to possess her greedily in his heart, his reason told him that he must restrain himself.
She is only twenty-two years old, still very young, and has plenty of time and opportunities. She will definitely meet someone who loves her more than him in the future.
Nobita has always been obsessed with Doraemon because he has not grown up yet. When he grows up, he will have his Shizuka and his life. At that time, he will no longer need his Doraemon.
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Golden Triangle.
The rainy season in the subtropics is always long.
When it was daylight, the rain finally stopped.
"Don't...let me go...don't...please, dad, don't...ah..."
Lei Qingqing woke up from a nightmare. The dream started when she was thirteen and has not stopped for so many years. It always appears in her dreams. The most painful pain in her life,
Always repeating over and over again.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Leng Zirui's back, and when she heard her scream, Leng Zirui turned towards her.
The moment she saw him clearly, Lei Qingqing finally came to her senses and subconsciously wrapped her arms. Only then did she realize that she was covered with a thick military blanket. It was not the blanket she was wrapped in last night. She noticed that he was carrying
She was wearing a rainproof backpack, and Lei Qingqing immediately thought that he gave it to her.
