……

Mr. Luo is reminding her again, she and Quan Mo are fish? Clever fish?

They're leaving, what is Mr. Luo doing, hitting her from the heart? Let her go and be restless?!

An Ge picked up the ornament and was about to throw it away, when he suddenly saw a line of numbers printed on the back of the goldfish ornament, which was a mobile phone number?

Mr. Luo, what does this mean?

Is it really going to make them go uneasy?

Without throwing it away, An Ge reached out and put the goldfish ornament into his pocket, picked up a bottle of drink and walked to Quan Mo, who sat there and moved his arm.

Seeing her coming, Quan Mo asked in a low voice, "Why has it been so long?" ”

"Nothing."

An Ge looked at the injury on his arm, and subconsciously asked him not to worry, but after thinking about it, he still took out the goldfish ornament from his pocket, "Mr. Luo asked me to give it to me, what do you mean by him?" ”

Hearing this, Quan Mo's eyes turned cold, he stretched out his hand to take it, and his eyes fell on the number on it.

"Then we'll see what else he can do."

Quan Mo put the charm in his pocket, stood up and hugged her, "Go, board the plane." ”

"Okay."

An Ge nodded.

Quan Mo booked a first-class ticket to the United States.

An Ge sat in a comfortable position, holding a photo album of his daughter, and flipped through two pages at random, but his mind was not on it.

The goldfish ornament given by Mr. Luo annoyed her, and she was afraid that the other party would have a trick.

Quan Mo has done so much for the Black Court, and while strengthening the Black Court, he also controls its lifeblood...... Mr. Luo has been bloody for half his life, as he himself said, he will not easily let the lifeblood of the black court be in the hands of an outsider.

An Ge bit his lip and turned his head, only to see Quan Mo sitting next to him, Quan Mo's body was slightly tilted in her direction, supporting his face with one hand, his eyes were sleepy, and his head was down little by little, but his eyes were still open.

"Sleep if you want."

An Ge leaned over and said softly.

It's been a year.

She thought that he hadn't slept well all this year, and had almost exhausted his efforts in the dark court, and now, with his leave, he could finally sleep well.

Hearing her voice, Quan Mo opened his eyes, waved away the sleepiness in his eyes, and looked at her deeply, "I want to look at you." ”

Just like every time.

Even if she has subordinates around to protect her, he has to keep an eye on it, otherwise, he is not at ease.

An Ge reached out to hold his hand, stared into his eyes, and said softly, "I'm here, I'm not going anywhere, you can sleep." ”

"Nope."

"......" An Ge squeezed his hand and looked at him insistently.

“……”

Quan Mo looked down at her hand, paused, he held hers with his backhand, wrapped all her soft hands in his palm, and held it firmly, then leaned back, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Finally slept.

An Ge breathed a sigh of relief, his body sat stiff and didn't dare to move, Quan Mo was very cautious and slept lightly, as soon as she moved, he would definitely wake up.

The journey to the United States is long.

An Ge gradually sat stiff and pressed his shoulder with one hand.

A flight attendant walked over, glanced at the sleeping Quan Mo, and then looked at An Ge, who was sitting solemnly, and asked her with her eyes why she didn't sleep?

An Ge smiled awkwardly, she lowered her voice and said, "I'm sorry, can you help my husband cover the blanket?" ”

"......" The stewardess was stunned, then looked at Quan Mo's hand that grabbed An Ge tightly, smiled, nodded, picked up the blanket and unfolded it and gently covered Quan Mo's body.