The man's familiar voice fell from his head.

Chu Yao didn't open her eyes immediately, and her forehead and face were covered with sweat. After her breathing leveled, her eyes opened a little.

"I want to put my phone on the bedside table."

"I'll do it."

Mo Tingshen took the phone from her hand and his eyes fell on the screen.

It hurt like that, and I never thought about throwing away my phone. The black screen was full of sweaty fingerprints.

Mo Tingshen wanted to put his phone on the head of the bed, and after thinking about it, he turned his hand under her pillow.

"Put it where your hands can get it. Call me if you have something to do, and I will come over."

Chu Yao looked up at him, "Don't you go to work today?"

Mo Tingshen: "Take a vacation."

No, in fact, Chu Yao didn't call her that many years before that incident.

"I'll make whatever I want to eat." Mo Ting asked deeply.

"Seafood porridge, I want big sweet shrimps. You cut the shrimp tails into several pieces and put them in the porridge."

Chu Yao held his collar with two fingers. The collar of the hooded sweatshirt was very wide. She held it casually, and looked in his neck, just in time to see the wound on his chest.

Can she actually sleep?

really.

"It's two o'clock in the morning, why haven't you been asleep yet?"

He was wearing a white home clothes, which was quite thick. He couldn't see clearly how the wounds inside were cured and what they were wrapped.

He lived in high school and rained for several days and the dormitory leaked. The person in the dormitory where Mo Tings lived was allowed to live home. That night, he rushed home overnight and got out of the car. He was soaked all over for a short distance. He quickly went upstairs to go back to the room to change his clothes.

As soon as I took off my shirt, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open with a strong force.

"It's well bandaged, I can't see any blood. Did Xu Shu come last night?"

Heartless people have a broader mood.

Chu Yao stood at the door, wearing a nightgown that was above the knee, with hair loose and white all over. The pillow in his arms was also white. He ran out barefoot and was looking at him with horror.

When it comes to this, Chu Yao was very interested. She was so hurt. What else could she eat? She never ate those liquid foods, and it seems that she only chose these.

Chu Yao looked guilty, "After you went out, you were sleepy and fell asleep."

Chu Yao glanced at his left heart and the location of his heart.

Mo Tingshen quickly took one from the closet and put it on his body while walking towards her.

The wrinkles between Mo Tingshen's eyebrows became deeper and deeper.

This "brother" has been heard many times before Chu Yao was imprisoned.

Mo Ting looked at her with deep eyes, "When did you sleep last night?"

He had a knife in his chest at that time.

Mo Tingshen subconsciously frowned, but still leaned over.

"What's wrong?"

She raised her eyes at him.

He still remembered that thunderstorm night.

Upon hearing this, Chu Yao's eyebrows and nose collapsed, and he stared at him with grief: "Brother, I want to eat."

"No." Mo Tingshen ruthlessly interrupted her expectation, "Seafood is something you can't eat."

There was a wind passing through the corridor. Mo Tingshen pulled the hem of his clothes, and his hand reached out to the door. When it touched the cold wind, he immediately pulled her into the room from the air outlet.

"Did you hear me come back?"

Chu Yao bit his lip, watching him not speak, his eyes turned red, probably because he had cried, and there was still a layer of tears in his eyes at this moment.

Mo Tingshen was frightened and kept coaxing: "I leaked from the dormitory. The teacher asked us to live home. I originally planned to come back tomorrow morning. It was because the bed was leaking. Is it very moving? Was it a big deal that woke you up?"
Chapter completed!