"Mo Yaochen!" Bei Wanxing was so shocked that he hurriedly grabbed his hand. Mo Yaochen suddenly shook her away. He shrank into a ball, his body kept retreating to grab everything he could...

The needle on the back of the hand pierced the skin, and the bright red blood immediately flowed back into the needle.

Bei Wanxing immediately wanted to pull out the needle. Mo Yaochen ignored it, his shoulders trembled and moved around, and she couldn't catch him at all.

The door was pushed open immediately, and everyone in the next few rooms woke up.

Bei Wanxing looked up and saw Mo Nanjue and Tong Ran walking in quickly. She looked up anxiously, "Uncle and Auntie, Mo Yaochen seems to have a nightmare again..."

Tong Ran walked over and hugged Wanxing's shoulders. She held her cold hand, "It's okay, didn't you scare you, right? His father is here, there will be nothing wrong."

Mo Nanjue walked to the bed, and he bent down, his tall body like a shadow, completely covering Mo Yaochen, "Mo Yaochen?"

He shouted, Mo Yaochen had no response, his eyes were still closed. From his tight teeth, he could see that he was in extreme fear and tension. Chen An said, "Jue, he should be a nightmare."

It was obvious that he suffered unbearable pain in prison, otherwise he would not have left such sequelae.

Mo Nanjue pursed his thin lips tightly. He leaned down patiently and slowly supported Mo Yaochen with one hand, "Chenchen?"

Mo Yaochen shrank into a ball, his back of his hand was covered with blood flowing back, and the needle was still inserted into it...

"Why do you get a tranquilizer?" Mo Beiyan frowned, "It's not a solution to continue like this. It's troublesome to tear the wound. He hasn't woken up yet."

Mo Nanjue frowned, he stared at his son's handsome face, and suddenly raised his hand and landed on his shoulder...

"Be careful that he bites you!"

Almost at the same time Chen An shouted this, Mo Yaochen suddenly grabbed the hand on his shoulder, lowered his head and bit it hard!

Mo Yaochen used all his strength, and the tip of his teeth pierced the skin, and bit out a deep blood mark on Mo Nanjue's arm...

Mo Nanjue frowned and did not let out a muffled groan.

Mo Beiyan hurriedly wanted to go forward and pull it away, but Mo Nanjue stopped him, "If he lets him bite, he is afraid. If he bites someone, he will feel at ease."

Sure enough, Mo Yaochen gradually relaxed and stopped moving and struggling. He just bit him for a long time and didn't let go. He leaned against Mo Nanjue's chest.

Mo Nanjue could feel his son trembling in his arms. He raised his hand and patted his back lightly, gradually closing and hugging him tightly.

Chen An asked someone to take out the disinfectant and pulled out the bits of Mo Yaochen's back of his hand in this position. Tong Ran stood aside, his fingers passing through Mo Yaochen's short hair, and his eyes were slightly red.

Perhaps feeling the warmth coming from the top of his head, Mo Yaochen slowly let go of his mouth, Mo Nanjue's arm drooped down, took a piece of cleaning cotton and pressed the place he had bitten.

He picked up his son and put it back on the bed.

Tong Ran covered Mo Yaochen's quilt, but his wrist was suddenly pulled. Mo Nanjue thought he was going to bite again, so he immediately stretched out his hand to cover Tong Ran's hand, but heard Mo Yaochen open his mouth, as if murmuring something.

"Bao...Bao Zaoyue...Run...Run..."

The couple were stunned at the same time.

Bao early moon?

Mo Nanjue whitened Mo Yaochen, and Tong Ran frowned in confusion, "Who is Bao Zaoyue...?"

Who did my son know outside...
Chapter completed!