"Zimo!"

Luo Xiaoqian pounced, grabbed his palm that grabbed the armrest, turned her head and threw herself into his arms, crying insolently.

Listening to her crying, Leng Zimo was so distressed that he didn't know what to do, he walked to the edge of the bed and sat down with her, he carefully wiped her tears with the palm of his hand, and his tone was extremely gentle, "Don't cry, I just couldn't control it for a while, I don't really blame you, don't cry......"

"It's not your fault...... Luo Xiaoqian raised her tearful face and squeezed out a laugh line at him, "You're right, it's me stupid, it's my bastard...... In the future, I will never be like this again, I will protect myself and let you worry about it again......"

Time and time again, for various reasons, she put herself in a dangerous situation, causing him to worry about being sad and hurt, and she would never let this happen again.

Because of her, she is no longer alone.

With him, she is no longer a carefree person.

You can't get hurt anymore, you can't be sad anymore, not because you're afraid of hurting yourself, because you know that there is someone who will feel distressed because of her.

She cried and laughed at the same time, and it was difficult to control her emotions.

"Is your body really okay?" Leng Zimo was still a little worried.

"It's just that the tears are a little out of control!" She wiped her face and said embarrassedly.

"You tormented little fool!" Crying and laughing, he gently hugged her into his arms and patted her back like a child, "I don't blame you for this, it's my fault, I should think of something else, or I should tell you the truth directly, I shouldn't hide it from you, this is probably God's authoritarian warning to me, in the future, I won't lie to you again......"

Listen to what he says, what the truth is, what the warning ...... said something like that, Luo Xiaoqian was just a little ignorant.

Raising her hand and rubbing her nose, she noticed that she was still wearing Jiao Yang's suit, and she was busy getting up from his arms.

Leng Zimo was stunned, "What's wrong?" ”

Luo Xiaoqian took off Jiao Yang's blazer from her body and stuck out her tongue at him, "I don't want to wear this anymore!" ”

"Sure enough, it's close to Zhu Zheyi, I've been with you for a long time, even I've become stupid, quickly put on your clothes and be careful of catching a cold!" Leng Zimo stood up with self-reproach, carrying his coat and draping it over her shoulders again, "Go back to your room, take a hot shower, change into clean clothes and come back." ”

"Then you also take a shower, I'll go and see if there are any clothes you can wear!" Luo Xiaoqian took two steps forward, suddenly stopped, and looked at him with a straight face, "I still have something ......"

"Let's go take a bath first, don't catch a cold, this is a plateau, and it will be very troublesome if you catch a cold." Leng Zimo said.

"No way!" Luo Xiaoqian's face was serious, "There is one thing that I have to tell you now." ”

"Good!" Leng Zimo pulled her to the edge of the bed and sat down, pulled the thin quilt on the bed and draped it over her body, carefully surrounded her tightly, and then spoke, "Now, let's talk!" ”

"Well, that ......" Luo Xiaoqian pursed her lips a little nervously, "Can you ...... Not angry? ”

"I promise, don't get angry!" Leng Zimo raised his right hand.

Luo Xiaoqian was still a little hesitant, "Actually, you can also be angry, but you have to listen to me first, and then get angry, but you can't misunderstand me." ”

"Are you trying to make me die?" Leng Zimo squatted down, "Now, you listen carefully, no matter what it is, I promise that I will be angry, I will not misunderstand, and I will listen to you calmly, okay?" ”