This little thing is so feverish that it probably makes me feel a little confused!

Mo Huaiyuan's chest was filled with emotions rumbled and crushed by, pinching her hot and soft little hands tightly, taking a deep breath and opening her scarlet eyes, staring at her with anger, saying slowly, "I'll go buy some medicine and come back... sit there, put on my clothes... and wait for me."

An Ran was indeed very uncomfortable and was about to die. When she heard this, she woke up again, widened her elk-like eyes and shook her head!

"I won't let you go!" She was a little frightened.

"Do you know that the day I found you, I was scared to death. When you left, you were in the hospital ward, and you didn't even bring a cotton coat!" She pinched his muscles with her little hands, "But this is the winter in the north, not Maicheng! I won't let you go. Don't go, this is not the cold-resistant training in the army..."

...She felt distressed.

Mo Huaiyuan was disturbed by her and his cold face changed wildly for a few times, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Enough. Shut up!"

He had never felt what it would be like to have such peace around him. He felt his heartstrings tense on the cliff, and suddenly he suddenly changed, making him almost unable to resist... He pinched her soft hand bone and almost pinched out water. He stared at her, and finally couldn't help it. He lowered his head and gently kissed her lips that were as bright as blood due to a high fever, and blocked everything she wanted to say.

"Shut up if you don't want to tell me to drive you away."

"Otherwise...you know what the consequences are!"

A low and hoarse voice warned her.

Half of her shoulder straps slid down, hanging on her snow-white arms in vain. He was angry and had no way to remind him. He simply bit her lips again, let go, and pushed the wall to change her clothes.

An Ran was so burned in a daze that she couldn't help but lick her lips, savored his taste, and came over to send him out. Before leaving, she reminded her: "Don't lie to me, I have to come back... I can't tell me not to find it again..."

There were guests walking past outside the door, saying something. Mo Huaiyuan remembered her appearance at this moment, and his face suddenly sank, stood up and blocked her firmly. When the guests left, he turned around coldly and pushed her in, "Bang!" and closed the door.

...

What is this feeling of someone waiting for him at home?

Perhaps that's it. Standing on the strange streets in the middle of the night in another place, I don't feel cold, and I feel that it's the same everywhere. Isn't Maicheng a completely unfamiliar city more than half a year ago? But the places where they have existed together are no strangers, and they all become memories.

This feeling is so subtle that even the country of e that they spent six years together did not give each other this feeling.

But Maicheng's memories are as beautiful and sweet as they are, as cruel and tormenting as they are.

She couldn't push him away after giving him the best thing she had ever tasted.

He once thought that his kindness to her was like exhausting the dry sea water, and he could not give it anymore, and he was so tired that he was so painful that he was tired. However, with a few simple words and a few begging for mercy, he seemed to be about to repeat the same mistakes, and he seemed to be about to sink again.

Speaking of sorry, An Zhanyu is the one who is most sorry for him, but he was willing to do what he did to An Ran in those years, and no one forced him.

It was his desire to get An Zhanyu's recognition, which showed that his adopted son should have a place in the An family, but reality failed his most cruel and painful blow. It shattered all his fantasies and turned his whole life into an absurdity.

What role does An Ran play in this?

Probably, it is to help the evil.

But what is absolutely impossible to deny is how happy he was during his time in Maicheng. Mo Huaiyuan was walking alone in the snow all over the sky, walking until he seemed to figure it out. He seemed probably born to be unable to refuse her. No matter whether she was giving tantrums or being warm and soft, it was the same... If he could be so cruel and let go and refuse, even once... he wouldn't be here at this moment, like this...

Holding two boxes of medicine to reduce fever in my hand, I walked back to find her... I don't know what to do this night...

...

Snow and snow all over the sky. Closed outside the door.

On the bed, the little thing seemed to be unable to survive until he came. He took off his clothes and fell asleep with the quilt rolled up.

Under the warm orange-yellow bed light, she was sleeping cutely, her hair was messy and sweating slightly, her nose was a little red due to a high fever, and her whole cheeks were still hot.

It would be fine if the medicine was not taken. Before, their army advocated taking less medicine, rest and exercise more. Mo Huaiyuan put down the medicine and sat alone on the sofa for a while. The sound of cannons outside gradually stopped. He suddenly wanted to smoke to dispel his extremely depressed mood, but he glanced at the big bed.

Tang frowned coldly again, and took the cigarette between his lips and endured it.

I went to take another shower and looked at the time. It was already the second half of the night.

It is impossible not to sleep. Although he has not done anything in the past few days, he has exhausted his mind. He closed his eyes and did not endure the sleepiness and let it come.

These days, his chest was full of hatred. Regarding the scene on the day when his parents had an accident, he thought that his heart would hurt even more once. He often broke up until midnight and couldn't sleep. At this moment, he looked at her coldly and felt the urge to pull her up and tell her to get out of here immediately...

Can……

Anything that can be considered from another perspective is terrible so that it makes people feel unbearable. Once they no longer think about it, Maicheng's memories will come over, surgingly obscuring him, making him want to step forward, kiss her, hug her, possess her, and maintain those even short but beautiful moments.

"..." The little thing was not sleeping soundly, struggled, woke up, and was in a daze looking for someone in the quilt.

When I couldn't get anything, I woke up in grievance and looked at the big bed in Kong Luoluo, then turned over to look elsewhere, with a look of horror.

A strong and tall figure stared at her for a long time and touched her from behind.

The faint shadow cast made the little thing feel at once, and was captured by sleepiness. He gently stroked her hair, making her sleep calmly again. The clothes were too chrome, so he untied her completely and threw it out. Together with the underwear, tomorrow is still long, time is endless, and waste is nothing. He wants to think about anything tomorrow, so he will give up at this moment...

Lying down, catching her, kissing her lips and temples carefully, looking at the little face that she had missed in her sleep, for a long time, she allowed her to wrap her body and limbs tightly in a daze, hugged her and fell asleep.

Cao Kun told An Zhanyu that he had contacted them the day before, but he didn't say where he was, so it should be pretty good.

An Zhanyu, who woke up at Chuchu, looked blank, as if he had been seriously ill. He became ten years older and his hair was covered with silver. It was obvious that he had something to ask but he didn't dare to ask. Cao Kun didn't say much, and told him to rest more and go out.

An Zhanyu lay alone on the hospital bed. For the first time, he felt that this life was terrible. He spent so much energy to climb to the highest position, but only enjoyed the desolation and loneliness in this position. After waking up, he knew that what he was most afraid of had happened. Ranran left without leaving a word or saying anything. Such a person who was used to being arrogant and doting did not even ask for help. He was right. Huaiyuan's child was the heaviest in her heart, even if he didn't say it.

No one in this world can spend their lives with each other to accompany each other, but Mo Huaiyuan is only in his thirties, but he is almost for her.

Their relationship is not just about dependent on each other, but about the fusion of bones and blood.

Ranran would definitely favor him.

It’s not because she really ignores family affection, but because of her death, she hates her father, but because of Mo Huaiyuan’s efforts, it is much more than his father within his own ability.

An Ran has never pursued too much in her life.

Don’t pursue your own excellence, don’t pursue your bright future, don’t pursue what kind of person you will become.

When she was in her 20s, she felt as if she had finally found something she wanted to pursue for the rest of her life - that was Hosran.

So when she was young, she used all her enthusiasm and hard work, which caused a lot of controversy.

But at that time, she didn't know what the real pursuit looked like and how to face it with a certain and peaceful mood. True firmness was to take it in the heart, not to treat it as an obsession and say it in her mouth.

...

In the morning, the two of them tangled into such a beautiful look, and it was impossible not to catch a fire.

An Ran felt itchy at first, and the feeling became more and more obvious and passionate. When she became more and more awake, she felt the deepest soreness in her body. With a heavy impact, the comfort like fireworks exploded in her body. As soon as she woke up, her body was brought into another world by a strong sensory reaction.
Chapter completed!