Chapter 1753: You, What Are You Going to Do?

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"Are you sure?" Yao Rong stared at him, already suspicious of him.

Zhuo Zhen nodded, leaned on the pillar, and said to her painfully: "Go quickly, I have a leg injury and can't stand." ”

"Good. Yao Rong listened, stepped forward and was about to pick two, but heard Zhuo Song say: "Don't want this, go up, the one above." ”

"Is this this?" asked Yao Rong in a low voice.

"No, to the left, yes, yes, this one. Zhuo Song pointed to the target and asked Yao Rong to pick it for him.

After tossing for a long time, Yao Rong picked two of them, ran back with them, and was about to hand them to Zhuo Song, but who knew that he got up, reached out to her, and hugged her tightly.

"Zhuo Song, what's wrong with you?" Yao Rong was hugged by him, a little out of breath, and was about to suffocate.

Zhuo Song lowered his head, his chin rested on her head, hugged her back tightly, as if he wanted to melt her into his arms, and said in a deep voice, "I'm just happy." ”

"Ahh When Yao Rong heard him say that he was happy, he was about to ask him, he was hunted down, what was he happy about?

As a result, Zhuo Song didn't say a word, picked her up, hugged her directly in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her lips, and sucked hard.

"Hmm. Yao Rong gasped in a low voice, and the whole person seemed to be evacuated by Zhuo Song.

After the kiss, although Zhuo Song's leg was injured, he walked strongly, hugged her and walked back, put her on the bed, and propped his hand on the side of the bed.

"Zhuo Song, what's wrong with you tonight?Are you injured, stupid?" Yao Rong got up, touched his head, and checked it, and found that there were no injuries.

Zhuo sat on the edge of the bed and smirked.

Yao Rong looked at him in amazement, Zhuo Song suddenly got up, took half a step back, raised his handsome eyebrows at her, his face was full of evil, and slowly took off his shirt with his fingertips.

Yao Rong leaned against the head of the bed, watching Zhuo Song's actions, she was shocked.

"You, you....what are you doing without your clothes?" Seeing this, Yao Rong looked at his hand, buttoning the zipper of her pants, she blushed and rushed forward.

"You're still taking your pants off. Yao Rong rushed out of bed and reached out to grab his big palm.

Zhuo Song smiled deeper, looked up at the ceiling, couldn't close his mouth, hugged her, and threw herself on the bed, although he touched the wound, he didn't care at all.

"Yao Rong, it's good that you can actually see it. Zhuo Song laughed in a low voice.

Let her pour water, let her work, he took off his pants, all his actions, trying to prove whether she could really see or coincidence.

But it turns out that this is not an illusion, but a real thing.

"Look... See, I can see it?" Yao Rong listened to his words, and she was stupid.

She reached out and touched Zhuo Song's face, her fingertips outlined his outline, fell between his eyebrows, and said in disbelief: "Zhuo Song, I really saw you." ”

Yao Rong kept blinking her eyes, looking at him in disbelief, she stretched out her hand in front of her, and then looked around at the various colors in the bedroom, she said happily: "Zhuo Song, I saw it, black, white... Pink...."

The colors of this world are too beautiful to be true. It was only after she lost her sight that she discovered... It turned out that it was really nice to be able to see.

"Rongrong, you ......" Zhuo Song whispered her name, with a thousand emotions in her voice, which could not be explained.

Yao Rong hugged Zhuo Song tightly, her fingertips trembling.

"I just remember ....... like I was here for the first time, and it seems like ....." Yao Rong hugged Zhuo Song and kept shaking his head, like a dream, and like reality.

When Zhuo Song left, she vaguely felt that someone was approaching her.

"Sister-in-law?" Zhuo Song listened, and then looked at her struggling to hold her head, he straightened her body and said softly: "Since you can't remember, don't think about it yet, let me take a good look at you." ”