Orlando was afraid that Yan Feifei would run away from home again, so he grabbed Yan Feifei's hand very hard, even if it hurt her, he held on to it.

I'm more afraid of her going than she hurts.

"Uh...... You're exaggerating! What is not dead, you are not allowed to say the word 'death' again. Yan Feifei trembled with fear.

She wasn't afraid of his intimidation, but she was afraid that there would really come a day.

The appearance of him covered in blood yesterday is still vivid, and she has chosen to forget it very hard, not to think about the horrific picture of last night.

But she finally forgot that this man still had to remind him that he was a psychotic when he scared him with paranoid words, the kind of neurosis that he even beat himself when he was crazy.

She's really scared of what happened last night again.

"You can try it! I wouldn't be serious. Orlando said lightly.

Believe you have ghosts!

"Then you can also try, if you don't lie down and rest, will I leave you." Yan Feifei also lost his temper. "You're trying to me off and make the baby in your belly angry. You scared me so much yesterday that I fainted, and today you want to be so angry that I have a miscarriage? ”

Yan Feifei said the back, his voice was full of crying, he was really afraid.

The bloody and violent side of last night, the smell of blood everywhere, made her cover her mouth and retch.

"Gott~"

Yan Feifei's vomit can startle Orlando, and immediately hug the person into his arms, regardless of whether the wound will hurt or not, while arrogantly warning and fiercely comforting.

"What's the fuss about? Don't get angry, and don't leave me, or ......"

"How?" Yan Feifei's eyes were red and he choked.

"Otherwise...... Otherwise, I wouldn't have stayed to cultivate. ”

Yan Feifei's eyes lit up and he looked at Orlando happily.

"Really? Willing to stay? ”

"Yes!" The president snorted and expressed his displeasure.

"Then you quickly lie down and rest."

Yan Feifei happily pressed Orlando to lie on the bed and covered him with a quilt.

"Lie down next to me." Orlando patted the position next to him.

"Yes!" Yan Feifei happily climbed onto the bed, leaned beside him, remembered that his wound was bleeding, and immediately got up again.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to ask someone to change your gauze, it's bleeding, and I'm going to pick up your glasses again."

"No, you don't."

"Why?"

Because someone outside has been waiting for a long time.

As Orlando expected, the door opened, and Kenny, who appeared on his smashed red forehead, opened his mouth coldly.

"Tut-tut, the Year of the Dog abuses the dog, you are going to be beaten."

"Go find your Ye Xiaomo."

Orlando sneered and attacked Comrade Kenny, the 10,000-year-old single dog.

Comrade Kenny instantly felt a punch in the chest and left with his face sad.

The family medical team had already lived with Orlando in the Bryce family, living next door, and came over to treat Orlando's wounds with a wave of his hand.

"So, I didn't find my glasses?" Orlando has a dark face, half-lying on the bed, waiting for Kenny's direction.

"That's right!" Kenny said innocently.

"Then give me a pair."

"No, no, you can't move the instrument here! It's too much trouble. ”

"I'll tell you the degree."

"It's not accurate, it's not good for your eyes if you don't wear it standard, and if you don't do it, you'll deepen it to a thousand degrees."

"Are you cursing me?"

"Brother, I care about you."

"So, you're going to let me just heal in your house half-blind?"

A certain culprit said that he flew away, shrunk into the quilt, and pretended that he was not there.