"Ah Ran."

"Ah Ran."

After calling several times in a row, Su Yunran did not respond, his expression was miserable, as if he had fallen into his own world, completely forgetting the existence of Mo Qingchen.

Mo Qingchen frowned, hesitated, slowly lowered his head, and gently kissed Su Yunran's white forehead with cool thin lips, and called softly, "Ah Ran." ”

There was a cool touch on her forehead, Su Yun raised her eyes suddenly, the complex color in her eyes dissipated, and she returned to a piece of purity, her voice was as clear as jade, and her expression was light, "It's not too early, you can go back." ”

Mo Qingchen pursed his lips, full of doubts, and finally spoke again, "Ah Ran." ”

"Your internal injuries are severe." Su Yunran interrupted his words, "During this time, don't use your spiritual power indiscriminately, take a good rest." ”

Mo Qingchen was stunned and didn't speak for a while.

Su Yunran raised his eyebrows, glanced at Mo Qingchen, and his clear voice was full of anger, "Didn't you say, what I say, you will do it?" ”

Mo Qingchen smiled lightly, "Okay, I'll listen to you." ”

After speaking, he put Su Yunran down carefully, reached out to straighten her hair, and gathered the cloak for her, and said in a gentle voice, "Have a good rest." ”

Su Yunran nodded and responded, "Okay." ”

Mo Qingchen turned around at this time, picked up the bed curtain and left.

The slender figure had just taken a few steps, Su Yunran bit his lower lip, and couldn't help but call, "Qingchen." ”

Mo Qingchen stopped, turned around, smiling, shallow and warm-hearted, his voice was gentle, and he was extremely patient: "Ah Ran? ”

Su Yunran paused, but still stood up, walked through the bed curtain, and slowly walked in front of Mo Qingchen.

Mo Qingchen was about to ask something, but saw Su Yunran pursed his thin lips, stretched out his slender arm, slowly hugged his waist, and pressed his little face against his chest.

The petite body in his arms was so soft, with a bitter medicinal fragrance, Mo Qingchen couldn't help but be stunned, and then hugged Su Yunran tightly, his heart was soft and warm, it seemed to become full all of a sudden, the warm current flowed quietly, and where he passed, there was a fragrant fragrance.

This is the first time Su Yunran has taken the initiative to hug Mo Qingchen, her small earlobes are glowing with ambiguous red, her heartbeat is chaotic, and she is very nervous.

As if sensing that something was wrong with Su Yunran's emotions, Mo Qingchen hugged her tighter, and with a touch of his slender hand, he caressed her head, and his gentle voice carried a sense of seduction.

"Ah Ran, Qingchen will be obedient."

"Ah Ran, I'm fine, there's nothing serious."

"Azen ······"

Su Yunran took a deep breath, rubbed his delicate little face on Mo Qingchen's chest, slowly withdrew from his embrace, and said, "You go." ”

After a pause, Su Yunran finally added, "Be careful in everything." ”

"Okay."

Mo Qingchen nodded, but saw that Su Yunran was not wearing shoes, just came over with bare feet as white as jade, and suddenly, the smile on his face dissipated, and his heart swelled with deep distress and self-blame.

Mo Qingchen frowned, but he was reluctant to blame Su Yunran, he immediately picked up Su Yunran, came to the side of the bed and sat down, let her sit on his lap, stretched out his hand to hold her cold feet, and used his spiritual power to warm her.

"It's so cold on the ground, you can't do it anymore, you know?"

After a while, Mo Qingchen took off his cloak for Su Yunran, stuffed her into the quilt, covered her with a brocade quilt, and kept instructing.

"Ah Ran, if you need anything, as long as you say it, I will do it for you."

Mo Qingchen's deep eyes rippled with a warm soft light, and his big knuckled hands gently caressed Su Yunran's delicate little face.

Su Yunran lowered his eyebrows, and said nonchalantly, "Hmm." "Yes.

Mo Qingchen tucked the quilt for her, just turned around, turned back again, leaned over, and her cool thin lips were imprinted on the tear mole under Su Yunran's eyelids.

Su Yunran raised his eyes violently, looking at the stunning face of the man in front of him, he closed his eyes slightly, his originally cold face was full of softness, with a shallow smile, almost cautiously, kissing himself.

But after a while, Mo Qingchen attached himself to Su Yunran's ear and said softly: "Ah Ran, take a good rest, I'm always there." ”

I'm always there for you.

"Okay."

Su Yunran nodded and closed his eyes obediently.

Mo Qingchen smiled lightly and turned to leave.

After a long time, Su Yunran slowly opened his eyes and sat up, his clear eyes were complicated, with joy and sadness, he struggled helplessly, and his little hands tightly grasped the brocade quilt.

Su Yunran stretched out his hand and stroked the tear mole that had just been kissed by Mo Qingchen, and his heart was gloomy.

With a sigh, floating in the flickering candle flames, Su Yunran covered his heart, closed his eyes weakly, and his voice was ethereal and illusory, as if he was whispering softly.

"It turned out to be ······"

"It's really you."

"Why······ Could it be you? ”

Mo Qingchen, why you?