She tightly encircled his neck and was careful not to put the weight on him.
Leaning against his warm chest, she gradually settled down.
He patted her on the back, sniffed the fragrance of her body, and sighed with satisfaction.
She''ll miss him. That''s good.
*
before long, let Chen knock at the door and come in.
Su Xiangwan quickly got up and sat down and wiped her tears. Her eyes were red, like rabbits.
Li mubai and uncle Xiang and Shangwen also follow in, and seem to be worried about his situation.
Rong Chen checked it, and then monitored the instrument. He said faintly, "it''s shining back."
Mu Beiting''s canthus puffed, but he didn''t have the strength to talk nonsense with him.
Around the edge of the bed, Rong Chen went to the inner side, intending to pull out some drops for him.
Mu Beiting''s brow instantly frowned into a group, pursed his lips and did not speak.
Su Xiangwan''s heart softened and gently held his other hand: "don''t be afraid."
He looked at her with dark eyes and said seriously, "I''m not afraid."
"Yes." Su opened her lips at night.
Rong Chen''s action is very fast, the needle is pulled out very smoothly.
Mu Beiting''s tense nerves relaxed.
But unexpectedly, Rong Chen changed his mind and brought two bottles of injection. Mu Beiting''s face turned whiter in an instant: "take it away!"
Rong Chen looks the same, pushing the gold rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looks at the man on the bed coldly.
This time, it''s not a joke.
Su Xiangwan raised his eyes and looked at Rong Chen. He felt his eyes were cold and wet, like a cold lancet, and a bit like a poisonous snake spitting its heart.
Mu Beiting''s breath is deep, cold and deep. He doesn''t even look at him. He regards him as the air without any fear.
A few seconds later, Rong Chen suddenly chuckled.
Slowly turning his head to look at Su Xiangwan: "Mrs. mu, he would not give injection."
A sound of Mrs. Mu made Su''s face blush slightly.
His voice was warm and light, like the head of a kindergarten looking for parents to complain.
Su looked at Mu Beiting in the evening. His dark eyes were deep, and he looked at her directly. His thin lips were tight.
If she dares to help Rong Chen speak, he will turn over in the next second.
But He seems to be seriously hurt
No injection, no medicine, how can it be good.
Su Xiangwan decided to ignore Mu Beiting''s eyes, looked at Rong Chen and said, "if a child is angry, you don''t have to worry about him."
Mu Beiting''s face turned black, and he called out to her in a deep voice: "late night!"
Let Chen hook up the corner of his lips, tourniquet has been tied to Mu Beiting''s wrist.
Mu Beiting did not make a sound, pursed his thin lips, and looked at Su Xiangwan obstinately. His dark eyes were full of stubbornness and grievance.
Su Xiangwan''s heart softened, and felt that he was just like Zhou shaopi.
He tried to avoid his sight and refused to let go.
Mu Beiting snorted coldly and lowered his eyes. His eyelashes trembled and his face turned white.
She must not love him.
The next moment, a pair of soft hands covered his eyes, with the light fragrance of her body.
She knelt down beside the bed, covered his eyes, and whispered in his ear: "dear, I''ll buy you sugar after tying."
Her voice was soft and waxy, and her warm breath fell on his ears.
His eyes were black and his ears were reddish.
After Rongchen successfully hung up two bottles of water, he looked at Su Xiangwan and gave a slight tut. Several people then went back to the living room and did not forget to bring the bedroom door.
Su Xiangwan slowly put down his hand, two people''s cheek close.
Close to her can clearly see each of his eyelashes, long, not very curly, but extremely provocative.
Mu Beiting also looked directly at her, and his eyes traced her eyebrows and eyes. He fell on her mouth, and his Adam''s apple rolled heavily. He said in a low voice, "I don''t want to eat sugar."
"Yes?" Sue asked softly to the evening.