An Yunluo's eyes spread with a serious expression, "Okay, I scared you, it should hit me. But this only means that it misses you too much. You know how long it will take for you to get close to you..."

The more he said, the more he was, the more he was, Yan Ranran could no longer listen, and said, "You...you will call me again after you get well!"

Then, she ran out without saying a word and closed the door heavily!

When An Yunluo saw her going out, she stood slowly on the wall, leaning against the wall, and the smile on the corner of her lips became deeper. On g, Yan Ranran was like experiencing a major disaster. She sat back in the chair next to her and gasped slightly. However, An Yunluo was refreshed and anyone with a discerning eye could see his joy at this moment.

Yan Ranran couldn't help grinding her teeth.

Of course he was happy when he was talking nonsense. Trying hard to her was the most pleasant thing for him.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a nurse in white pushed the cart and walked in. She said softly: "The patient needs to change the dressing!"

Yan Ranran quickly stood up and wanted to get out of the position, but An Yunluo said, "Let go, she'll change it!"

The nurse couldn't help but look at Yan Ranran, "This..."

Yan Ranran herself was also stunned.

She's going to change it?

How can this be done? She doesn't have professional techniques, so what can she do if she hurts him?

"No...I can't do it! I'm clumsy and will hurt you! Let the nurse come!" She waved her hands repeatedly.

"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?" An Yunluo directly gestured to the nurse to go out, and the nurse had to retreat. His black eyes turned back to Yan Ranran and said with a smile: "What's more, my body is not something that any woman can see!"

If others said this, Yan Ranran would still feel it was true, but if she said this from An Yunluo's mouth, it would turn into a joke.

He is a person among the thousands of flowers. He has never known how many women he has seen before, nor how many women have seen it.

Yan Ranran just thought about this, but unexpectedly said it inadvertently. The smile in An Yunluo's eyes turned into a joke, his voice lowered, with a silly joke, "Listen to this sour tone, are you jealous?"

Eat... jealous?

Ha...what is kidding, how could she be jealous, let alone his jealousy?

"Who... who said it, what... is jealous? I just think it's ridiculous for you to say this!" Yan Ranran stammered and defended her, but her eyes couldn't help but dodge left and right, and she didn't look at him.

However, An Yunluo did not let her go so easily. He suddenly stretched out his hand and hooked Yan Ranran's slender waist. Yan Ranran could not touch her defense and was hugged by him. His steps were leaning towards him along with his strength. In a moment, her knees pressed against the edge of the chang, and her upper body leaned forward.

His handsome face was immediately close to him. He directly grabbed the back of her neck with his other hand, forcing her gaze to meet his.

An Yunluo's lips curled gently, his black eyes were deep, and he stared at her steadily, his voice was deliberately lowered, rustling, with charming magnetism, his thin lips were lightly opened, and he paused word by word, "Why are other women really not jealous when they look at me?"
Chapter completed!