Luo Xiao walked over and stood side by side with him, "Xiao Ran is still sleeping."

Mo Nanjue didn't speak, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were filled with longing, Luo Xiao turned his head and could clearly see the tight affection in his eyes.

He turned his head away and stood beside him without saying anything.

After a while, Mo Nanjue's thin lips moved, "Go and open the door."

Luo Xiao didn't move, "Just watch here."

"I've come here, what are you afraid of?"

Luo Xiao narrowed his eyes, and Mo Nanjue saw this and walked straight toward the door, "Don't force me to destroy this door."

Luo Xiao walked over and held the door handle, "You kicked my door open that day at my house, right?"

"Your family?" Mo Nanjue looked at him with a funny look, "To be honest, you should be the enemy of the Luo family now, why does the Luo family still have your room?"

He spoke with sarcasm and stabbed it directly with a word. Luo Xiao opened his face and opened his side with his lips pursed and said nothing.

Mo Nanjue pushed the door open and walked in. The ward was not turned on. As soon as he entered, there was a sensation of air conditioning. The man's handsome face sank and turned around, "Did you turn on the air conditioning?"

Luo Xiao followed in, "She has Devils Kiss inside, so she can't blow the heat."

"You ******* are sick?" Mo Nanjue turned around and grabbed his collar, "You turn on the air conditioner in such a cold weather? Do you want her to die of coldness?"

"I won't die of cold," Luo Xiao pushed his hand away, "only turn on the air conditioner for 2 hours."

Mo Nanjue released him vigorously, walked to the control switch on the side and turned off the air conditioner.

Luo Xiao stood there and did not stop him.

There was a faint blue night light in the room, and the round bed in the center was extremely large. Tong Ran lies in the middle with a thin quilt, making her look even weaker. Her hands were hanging beside her, and the quilt was pulled to her shoulders. Her face as big as a palm was pale as paper.

Mo Nanjue raised his legs and walked over. His steps were very light. He knew that she would not wake up, but he was still afraid of waking her up.

The man came to the bedside, and the faint blue light above his head made his dark brown hair a hazy layer. He stepped on his legs across the basket on the edge of the bed, and several injected needles inside were very conspicuous. He stabbed his eyes, supported it with one hand and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes, and his eyes could not be moved away after moving to Tong Ran's face. All the cold blood and arrogance in his eyes were frustrated after they met her. It was false to say that it was not painful. The man leaned out and stretched out his arms to hold Tong Ran's thin waist wrapped in a thin quilt.

He didn't dare to hug her hard, so he half supported his body and bent down to hug her into his arms.

Seeing this, Luo Xiao frowned, and his hands behind him clenched into fists, but did not move.

Tong Ran had lost consciousness and her body was soft and could be at mercy like a doll. Mo Nanjue hugged her waist with one hand and pressed the back of her head with the other hand, allowing her to lean completely in his arms.

Mo Nanjue put his chin on her shoulders, and his handsome face was completely buried in her neck.

Her familiar body fragrance clearly penetrated her mind. Under the soreness of the man's nose, an uncontrollable emotion surged up in his heart. He raised his head slightly, and his deep eyes could clearly see the tiny fluff on her cheeks. His thin lips were leaning against her ears, and his voice was very soft, "Wife, I'm back."
Chapter completed!