Luo Weiwei looked at Fan Yihang's face and wanted to cry without tears.

But she suddenly remembered that Fan Yihang was busy fighting at the time, and she hadn't had time to open the war book, and she still had time to get everything back now!

Luo Weiwei got up and flipped up Fan Yihang's bag, but she didn't turn it over for a long time, she simply poured all the things in the schoolbag out, and dropped out a few homework books, a pen, and a school card from it, but there was no her battle book.

Not in the bag, is it on the body?

Luo Weiwei lifted the quilt on Fan Yihang's body, her eyes rolled, and her gaze fell on Fan Yihang's pants.

Fan Yihang was wearing loose light gray slacks, with a slight bulge in the middle as if something was stuffed...... Luo Weiwei glanced twice, wondering how it was bulging, and after realizing what it was, her cheeks suddenly warmed up, and she looked away in annoyance.

Damn it!

Luo Weiwei coughed dryly twice, and stretched her paws into Fan Yihang's pants pocket without squinting.

Just as she was about to touch it, her wrist was suddenly clasped by a large hand.

"What are you doing?!" A low, cold voice rang in my ears.

Luo Weiwei turned her head stiffly with her back all the way, just in time to meet Fan Yihang's eyes that were looking at her with a low down.

The young man's eyes were full of glow, and there was a frightened her wrapped in the glow.

Luo Weiwei: "......"

In the next second, Fan Yihang sat up from the bed, there was obvious disgust between his eyebrows, but the hand that held her wrist did not let go, but grabbed it tighter.

"Where is this?"

Luo Weiwei replied obediently: "Hospital." ”

Fan Yihang's brain consciousness gradually returned, and the breath of disinfectant water told him that this was indeed a hospital ward.

He remembered trying to suppress his emotions, then he began to lose consciousness, and when he woke up, he was here.

"Is that your ......?"

Luo Weiwei nodded violently: "I sent you to the hospital!" ”

So you can let go?

Fan Yihang was silent for two seconds, and suddenly spoke: "Don't think that I will accept your confession if you send me to the hospital, but since the love letters have been given to me, I can barely look at it." ”

You know, before this, he had never opened a love letter to see what the other party had written.

This was the privilege of Luo Weiwei to send him to the hospital—barely to glance at it.

Luo Weiwei's eyes widened, and she almost stared out her eyeballs.

Fan Yihang: "...... What's your expression? I'm just looking at it, not promising you, don't think crookedly. ”

"No......" Luo Weiwei felt that Fan Yihang might have misunderstood something.

She stood up and forcefully withdrew her hand from Fan Yihang's hand and asked, "What kind of love letter did you say?" ”

Fan Yihang frowned, wiped the hand that had touched Luo Weiwei's wrist just now on the sheets, and said, "You just gave me a love letter, and now you won't admit it?" ”

Luo Weiwei looked confused: "No! When am I going to give you ......"

Wait a minute!

And so on and so forth!

She suddenly remembered that the shell of the war letter she had given to Fan Yihang was a pink envelope, and there was a silly peach heart printed on it...... Even she herself was stunned when she saw the stupid envelope, if Fan Yihang misunderstood it as a love letter, it was also possible.

So......

Luo Weiwei nodded violently: "Yes, yes, yes, love letter." Look at my brain, I forgot about it......"

Fan Yihang: "......"

"I suddenly remembered that there were several typos in my love letter, you give it back to me first, and I'll take it back and change it and then show it to you."

"No need." Fan Yihang propped up the edge of the bed with one hand and got off the bed, "For the sake of you sending me to the hospital, even if there is a typo, I will read it." ”

Just take a look at it, and you won't waste much time.