Chapter Twenty-Seven: Blocking the Basketball for Her 11
Mo Zhifan left, only Allure Xuanli and Ling Chen were in the ward, looking at the unconscious Lin Ranran, he wondered, "Chen, what do you say about this Lin Ranran and Mo, I feel that Mo cares about her very much, so what is Lin Yan?" Don't... This Lin Ranran is Mo's childhood sweetheart? ”
Ling Chen's face seemed to be very ugly, "Who knows!" Mo didn't say anything, let's not speculate! Changing the subject, he asked, "Didn't you say you were going to the bathroom?" Go ahead, I'm here to watch! ”
"Okay, I'm going!" Allure Xuanli immediately turned around and walked out, really wanting to go to the toilet!
After walking for a long time, he came to his senses, "No, when did I say I wanted to go to the bathroom?" ”
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Only Ling Chen and Lin Ranran were left in the room, he sat on the stool next to the bed, his eyes softened,
What is your relationship with Mo?
He stretched out his slender fingers, combed the hair on her face behind her ears, and said softly: "Lin Ranran, I have a disease that thinks about you every day..."
The girl on the bed suddenly moved, Ling Chen was startled, and quickly retracted her hand, her eyes staring at her,
But when he saw that the girl did not wake up,
Lin Ranran had a nightmare, she could reach Zhao Yue chasing her with a knife, frantically shouting to paint on her face,
She was so helpless, so scared!
Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure in the distance, as if she had seen a life-saving straw.
"Stop the fan, stop the fan, save me and stop the fan!"
But Mo Zhifan not only didn't save her, but instead pulled her back, "Zhao Yue, come on, draw on her face!" ”
Lin Ranran struggled to break free, "Zhifan, don't, why do you want to treat me like this, Zhifan, you let go of me!" ”
However, no matter how much she struggled, it was useless, and when she saw the blade approaching her face, she cried out in fright, "Don't! Stop! How did you become like this! ”
Ling Chen looked at Lin Ranran who was talking in her dreams, she looked very painful, she was stunned, and tried to wake her up, "Lin Ranran, wake up!" Wake up! ”
"Stop... Stop! Lin Ranran opened his eyes suddenly, and he didn't come back to his senses for a moment.
She's shouting ink ......
Ling Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he pursed his lips, "Did you have a nightmare?" ”
Lin Ranran was still in the fear that Zhao Yue wanted to pass her face, and suddenly saw a living and kind face in front of her,
Helplessly, he hugged Ling Chen's waist and said incoherently, "Zhao Yue... Take a knife and cut my face...... She's going to cut my face... I don't want it, help me! ”
Ling Chen's body stiffened suddenly, and when she noticed her trembling body with fear, she patted her back distressedly and comforted her softly, "It's okay, it's okay!" ”
After a while, Lin Ranran recovered, and Ling Chen was still clumsily saying over and over again that it was okay, she suddenly felt embarrassed, and was about to push him away, when she heard a mocking voice,
"How long are you going to hold it?"
Lin Ranran was stunned and looked at the door, Mo Zhifan was leaning against the door with his long legs crossed, looking at her sarcastically,
Lin Ranran let go of Ling Chen, said thank you, and then looked at him again, "What does it have to do with you?" ”
Mo Zhifan's eyes sank, "Lin Ranran! You're my girlfriend! ”
Ling Chen, who had his back to him, hurriedly turned to look at him, "Mo, you misunderstood!" Lin Ranran had a nightmare just now, she..."
"Can I cuddle with you when I have a nightmare?" Mo Zhifan interrupted him coldly, and then said, "Chen, you go back first, remember, I don't want a next time!" ”
Ling Chen nodded, got up, looked at Lin Ranran and said before leaving: "You take care of your body, it's fine,"
"Well, thank you! Morning! ”
"It's fine!" Ling Chen smiled at her, turned and left,
Mo Zhifan looked at them indifferently from the side, looking at Ling Chen's back, thoughtfully, Chen has never liked to talk... But he didn't ...... Lin Ranran
"In the future, stay away from my brother!" Mo Zhifan said coldly! After a pause, he added, "Remember who you are!" ”
Hearing this, a trace of sadness flashed in Lin Ranran's eyes, identity? She sneered, "Then Mo Shao should tell me, am I your follower or girlfriend?" Or a girlfriend on the surface, a follower in private? ”
"Heh, Lin Ranran, do you think you are still the same Lin Ranran as before? Don't be too presumptuous, do you think you deserve to be my girlfriend too? At most, it's just a follower, as for saying that you are my girlfriend on the surface, I just don't want to embarrass you too much! Mo Zhifan said indifferently and sarcastically!
Lin Ranran's hand in the quilt clenched, and he wanted to laugh!
"I laughed at my old self! Blind! ”