There was no distracting kiss, every action was full of pity, and tears flowed from the corners of Ning Yuanlan's eyes, flowing from his face to his mouth, sour, so that he couldn't help but let go of her.

She only watched him cry silently, Ling Mo was extremely distressed, leaned over and kissed her eyes, she closed her eyes, he kissed along her tears, and murmured: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I said I would protect you, but I always put you in danger...... Ningning, I'm sorry ......"

"It doesn't matter." Ning Yuanlan pushed him away, looking at him with tears in his eyes, tears were streaming down, but he smiled happily, "I know you will save me, although I am afraid, I am not desperate, because of you, I have hope." ”

Ling Mo's heart was soft: soft, hugging him into his arms again, what could move a man more than a woman's trust in him, with such a partner in this life, he had nothing else to ask for, and he was content in this life.

Ling Mo got up, carried her to the bathroom, let go of him in front of the dresser, walked to the bathtub and put hot water for her, then came back and said to her, "Take a hot bath, wash yourself will be more comfortable, mothers are cooking dinner in the kitchen, we must eat more." ”

Ning Yuanlan nodded, Ling Mo walked out, he didn't take a bath, in order to save time, he went to arrange for Ning Shaoan and Lin Xinjie's guest room to take a bath.

When he came back, Ning Yuanlan was sitting on the sofa and drying his hair, he walked over with a smile, put down his clothes, and took the hair dryer from her hand, "I'll help you blow it." ”

Ning Yuanlan looked up at him with a smile, "Do you like to help me blow my hair?" ”

"I love the texture of your hair." Ling Mo told the truth, and her movements were gentle as usual, using her five fingers to straighten out her hair, shaking it gently, blowing it with a hair dryer, putting it down, and helping her blow the other hairs in the same way.

Her hair has not been permed, she is usually cared for, and her hand feels smooth and soft, and she is like fine silk in her hands, which makes people love it.

Drying her hair, Ling Mo put away the hair dryer, and saw that she was sitting on the sofa with her back to her, so she found her hair ring and walked over, "I'll try how to braid my wife's hair." ”

"Will you?" Ning Yuanlan heard him say this, and turned around with a suspicious expression.

"When I was a child, I saw that my mother made it up for Ruoyou, and I shouldn't be bad." Ling Mo said that he had come to her, asked her to turn her back to her, comb her fingers, and gently straighten out her long hair, and then recalled in her mind the scene when Gao Xueqing braided Shen Ruoyou's hair back then, followed the actions of her mother in her memory, divided her long hair into three strands, and then began to braid her hair.

Ning Yuanlan's heart was soft: soft, full of sweetness and touch, and a sentence suddenly came to mind, "If you give me a hosta, I will give you long hair." Wash all the lead, and from then on, be diligent and thrifty. ”

Ling Mo smiled, neatly tied her long hair into three braids, tied the ends of her hair with a hair ring, and then felt a little tight, and gently pulled it on the braid, making it loose, which looked more natural, "Okay." ”

After that, he hugged her in his arms from behind, "Wash all the lead, from now on, be diligent and thrifty, what does this sentence mean?" ”

Forgive him for being a science student, or specializing in computer programs, so I really don't know what this rather old-fashioned quote means.