In order to rush back to Sheng Yumo as soon as possible, she chose a road with the least number of vehicles, but she didn't expect that she almost had a car accident just now.

Who's so crazy up there?

At that speed, I'm afraid I have wings to fly?

In just two hours, Liu Muguan gave the Jian family a vivid lesson for the last time.

- Psychic film acting class.

According to the time, it should be too late to rush back.

But...... Liu Muguan pressed his heartbeat and looked at the man who was walking down from the car, and his pair of sheared pupils opened incomparably wide.

Sheng Yumo!

How could it be...... Sheng Yumo?!

Shouldn't he—Shouldn't he still crack her viral game now?

Say yes for three hours!

How did it take two hours!

No, this is not Sheng Yumo who she said she knew!

Sheng Yumo, you say, are you hiding some vest?!

Did he calculate that she was going to cross this road, deliberately drive to 200 miles, and have a "narrow road meeting" with her?

Ahead, Sheng Yumo got out of the car, but with his back to her, he staggered towards the front and walked at a faster pace.

Car breakdown?

Liu Muguan looked at the million-dollar supercar parked by the guardrail and was a little puzzled.

Looking at it again, Sheng Yumo suddenly fell forward, knelt on the ground, and curled up.

At the moment of "Yu ......", Liu Muguan's heart beat faster, and he unconsciously got out of the car and ran over.

On the cold and hard ground, Sheng Yumo curled up, holding the ground with both hands, and his body couldn't stop rising and falling violently.

"Sheng Yumo ......" Liu Muguan was shocked when he saw his condition, "What's wrong with you?" Y-What's wrong with you......"

Sheng Yumo in front of him was breathing and shaking like a wind sweeping leaves, as if he had a wheezing attack.

"Do you have asthma?" Liu Muguan was so frightened that he fumbled around his clothes, trying to find out the spray, "When did you have asthma?" ”

"Guan...... Guanguan ......" The man's handsome face is pale, his lips are purple, and his voice is like a flower withering and the moon is broken, "Guanguan ......"

He grabbed Liu Muguan's arm.

In his hazy vision, he saw a woman running over.

Delicate face, petal-like lips, concerned voice......

Guanguan is his Guanguan.

"You, you're coming...... Pick me up...... He couldn't ...... a complete sentence.

Are you finally coming to pick me up......

Respiratory alkalosis made his mind more and more blurred.

Suddenly, Liu Muguan seemed to have guessed something, she let go of him, turned around and was about to leave, trying to find some tools.

"Wanguan ......" The man breathed heavily as he hugged her arm with a cold, shivering hand, and he leaned over and buried his head in her shoulder, "...... Don't go ......."

Even if he died, he didn't want to let go again, he didn't want to let go again......

Liu Muguan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned around, ripped open his somewhat loose collar, pulled Sheng Yumo's head over, and buried his face in her collar.

She knelt on the ground, the hem of the T-shirt was naturally pressed by her legs, and Sheng Yumo's breath of rapid breathing suddenly gathered in her clothes, making her heart blazing, and her whole clothes bulged.

Liu Muguan pulled his collar with one hand, and gently stroked his back with the other, but his voice was so soft that he didn't like words, "Don't worry, breathe slowly, it's okay to take it slowly...... Hold your horses...... Slowly, okay...... What a ......."

Her voice and her movements, as if magical, soothed the man in front of her.

At that moment, she couldn't help but shed her disguise......