Chapter 577: Not even qualified for jealousy

The night is breezy and it seems that it is time for the warmer season.

Ye Hao sat on the edge of the bed with a haggard face, looking at Han Yingying's sleeping face, his heart was still uneasy.

For three days, she only occasionally woke up to eat something, and fell asleep again after eating, and she was so quiet that she rarely even turned over.

He could only probe the temperature on Han Yingying's forehead over and over again to make sure that she was really just asleep.

The hand unconsciously caressed Han Yingying's soft cheeks, and pushed the hair on her cheeks behind her ears, but her hoarse voice was strangely gentle.

"Han Yingying, hurry up and get better, return to that man in good health, live the life you want happily, live extremely happily to show me, let me know how outrageous and stupid I was wrong before, so that I have no chance to regret letting go."

Is it too late for him to know his mistake?

"The night is vast, take a rest, you haven't closed your eyes for three days and three nights." Rong Lin persuaded softly in distress.

In the past three days, the night has been sleepless and taking care of Han Yingying, personally feeding her medicine, wiping her hands and face, and guarding every inch.

Now his eye sockets are deep, his eyes are bloodshot, and his originally charming dark green eyes seem to be covered with a thin veil, losing their former brilliance.

The beard that had not been shaved for three days was long and hard, making his originally handsome face look like a hedgehog, and the whole person was a haggard mess.

No one can believe that this is the beautiful man who can't take their eyes off no matter where he goes.

Rong Lin forgot that she had also been sleepless with Ye Hao for the past three days, and her state was not much better than his.

"I'm not tired." Ye Haofan didn't dare to look away slightly, for fear that Han Yingying would have any discomfort, and he wouldn't have time to find out.

"The night is vast, please, take a break. If it goes on like this, Han Yingying will be fine, but you are sick, how can she return to country Z with peace of mind? ”

Ye Haofan smiled bitterly: "How about me, does Han Yingying care?" ”

No matter what he becomes, Han Yingying won't take another look.

Rong Lin said categorically: "Yes, she will care, but not the kind of care you want." ”

"I don't dare to expect anything anymore, as long as she still cares a little bit, no matter what it is, I'm satisfied." Ye Hao said bitterly.

Han Yingying didn't hate him, she was already the most gentle and compassionate.

"Take a break, don't let Han Yingying see you look so haggard!" Her heart ached, but Rong Lin knew that she didn't even have the qualifications to be jealous.

She lowered her eyes and gently persuaded her, not daring to let herself rise the slightest delusion.

It's the stupidity of the night that makes her unable to let go, so she sinks herself so deep and suffers so much.

If Ye Hao Fan was a little more selfish and loved less, maybe she wouldn't be able to let go all the time.

"Hmm." Ye Hao got up, walked to the sofa not far away, leaned on the cushions, closed his eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Rong Lin looked at the tired sleeping face of the night, her eyes were hot, and she raised her head to prevent tears from falling.

She stepped forward, took off her coat, sat down tightly next to Ye Haofan, carefully covered the two of them, and gently leaned on his shoulders and gradually fell asleep.

The night is vast, and it took me too long and too much effort to get to you, but I can only get close in this way.

The room was quiet, with only a cool breeze wafting in through the half-open windows.

Han Yingying opened her eyes, tilted her head, and looked at the two people sleeping next to each other on the sofa not far away, her hands habitually stroked her abdomen, and gently and slowly stroked. Take a hundred plating of the latest chapter of "The Male God Proposed to the Claw Book House Today" for free reading for the first time.