Luo Xiao didn't expect that Mo Nanjue would have such a fear...

He thought that Mo Nanjue could not speak.

He pinched his phone tightly, and text messages were still coming in. Luo Xiao was about to click on it when the screen suddenly flashed and the phone called in.

It's still from Mo Nanjue.

Tong Ran turned over, and the white skin on his side neck was very eye-catching. Luo Xiao rolled down his throat and did not answer the answer, but just placed his phone on the bedside table.

Luo Xiao looked at the sober soup, but after thinking about it, he took it to the bathroom and poured it out.

He pulled the curtains up and turned on a small desk lamp. Luo Xiao bent down and sat down on the other side, supported the edge of the bed with both hands, staring at her face.

Tong Ran had a severe headache and kept turning over, muttering from time to time.

Luo Xiao didn't move for a moment, just looking at her.

He thought of the words Tong Ran said on the road just now...

She said: The person I hate the most is him.

She said: I want to vomit when I see him.

She hated him to the core...

Luo Xiao opened his eyes, and tears rolled from his eyes.

He couldn't help it.

These days, he hasn't gone anywhere and hasn't eaten a bite. Thinking of the relationship between Su Lan and Luo Tingsong...

He felt uncomfortable, ashamed, guilty, and... sorry for her.

He had made so many vows to her before, from novels to adulthood... But in the end, he still couldn't protect her well.

Luo Xiao never dreamed that he would become the one who hurt her the most.

He wanted another chance to start over. If he could, he wouldn't let go of her hand. Even if ten thousand Fu Qingshuang came to threaten him, he wouldn't let go of his hand...

It's all too late.

Now that she is lying here, he doesn't even have the ability to touch her again. Isn't this the ironic thing in the world?

The cold wind was howling outside the window, accompanied by the sound of branches slapping, Tong Ran was sleeping uneasy. She frowned and her little face was soaked in sweat.

Luo Xiao tightly pinched the edge of the bed with both hands, hesitated for a long time, and finally went to cook a bowl of sobering soup again.

He helped Tong Ran up. After drinking, she felt much more comfortable. Luo Xiao put her back and sat down for a while before he heard the sound of a car coming downstairs.

It's very harsh in the quiet night...

Luo Xiao walked to the window, looked down through the curtains, and recognized Mo Nanjue's car at a glance.

He knew that he would definitely find him.

Luo Xiao came to the door and opened it. Mo Nanjue strode in.

The strong smell of alcohol came to my nose...

Mo Nanjue's shirt was covered with water, and it was obviously wet with sweat. The man looked down at the women's shoes at the entrance, his face suddenly loosened, and his tense nerves also relaxed.

He is really going crazy.

Mo Nanjue drove the car and searched wildly on all the streets, turning back and forth. He called and sent text messages over and over again, just to confirm that she was still safe...

He almost threw Las Vegas into pieces.

Even if she is with Luo Xiao, as long as she is safe... it will be enough.

Luo Xiao looked at his side face full of sweat, and he turned his head, "Xiao Ran is in the bedroom. She has drunk too much. I just cooked sobering soup for her to drink. I should be awake in a while."

Drink too much?!
Chapter completed!