Chapter 409: Does it hurt your leg? (2000)

The two walked to the backyard of the inpatient department, where there was a lawn.
The lawn was glowing with green light under the shining of night lights.
The two sneaked to the lawn and sat cross-legged.
A crescent moon hangs in the night sky, and the surroundings are extremely quiet. The winding bluestone trails pass by doctors and nurses, patients in medical clothes, or family members of patients with sad faces.
In short, no one has the time to stop and sit down at this moment, looking up at the moon hanging in the night sky.
Lan Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, looking up at the sky.
There was a touch of sadness and sorrow at the bottom of the eyes.
Wen Muchu opened the lunch box for her and urged her to eat while it was hot.
Lan Xiao's grief was only halfway there, and disappeared completely without a trace.
There is a handsome and considerate boyfriend by her side. How can she still have time to hurt the spring and the autumn?
I haven't seen Wen Muchu for almost a day, and she misses him very much.
She ate the meal quickly, and Wen Muchu took out a bottle of yogurt from his pocket like a trick.
Lan Xiao's eyes lit up and looked at him incredibly: "Why would you carry yogurt with you?"
Wen Muchu smiled, this bewitching smile was dazzling under the moonlight.
"Seeing the news, I guess you must be worried about your uncle and will not eat on time. So you took a bottle of yogurt from home and came to the hospital to see you. If you really didn’t eat, drink this bottle of yogurt to cushion your stomach. I'll buy it for you again. If you eat it, then this bottle of yogurt will be used to quench your thirst..."
Lan Xiao's heart warmed slightly and reached out to take the yogurt.
Hmm~ it's still warm.
It must be close to his body temperature, warm.
Lan Xiao's nose was sour, and she stupidly turned towards Wen Muchu, then she squinted and took a gulp.
It's obviously sweet and sour yogurt. How can she drink it in her mouth, she only feels sweetness?
The mouth is full of sweetness, and the taste buds are also sweet. When she swallows her throat, she feels sweet...
Drinking and drinking, she felt that her nose became more sour, and her tears kept rolling in her eyes.
Her hand, holding the milk bottle tightly, couldn't help but lunge into his arms anymore, choking in a low voice.
Wen Muchu reached out and hugged her tightly into his arms, and gently patted her shoulder with his palm.
He whispered in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, it's all over. Uncle will be fine."
Lan Xiao chuckled, shrinking into his arms and smiling tremblingly.
Wen Muchu moved for a while, and then said with some worry: "Are you okay?"
Lan Xiao's hand grabbed the corner of his clothes, and his small face gently rubbed the clothes on his chest.
"I didn't cry because I was worried about my father, but because I was moved by your bottle of milk..."
"Look at you..." Wen Muchu smiled without tears.
Is this little girl so promising? Is it so easy to satisfy? Can a bottle of milk shed tears? How lack of love is she?
"The moment my dad entered the emergency room, I was worried. But I didn't allow myself to shed a tear. I always felt that if I cried, maybe my dad would really be bad. So, I tried desperately. I tried not to cry. Later my father came out, and then he opened his eyes the first thing he did was slap me..." Lan Xiao rubbed his nose and said hoarsely.
Wen Muchu's eyes deepened slightly, and he quickly reached out to cover her cheeks.
Lan Xiao shook his head and pursed his lips with a smile: "It doesn't hurt, he just woke up, where is there so much strength to hurt me..."
Her words made Wen Muchu feel distressed.
Wen Muchu's fingers gently rubbed her cheeks: "Although your face doesn't hurt, your heart will hurt, right?"
These words successfully made Lan Xiao's voice choked. She raised her tearful eyes and looked at Wen Muchu dumbfounded.
"You... are you the angel God sent to me? Wen Muchu... You are so kind, you know me so much... Sometimes I really don't understand, what do you like me... "
Wen Muchu pursed her thin lips and gently squeezed her cheek.
"Remember, when was the first time we met?"
Lan Xiao tilted her head for a moment, and pouted her mouth and replied: "Well, we met for the first time, should it be in the class? Anyway, when you appeared in the class, it was a quiet, everyone's eyes, It all falls on you. You are wearing a white T-shirt and a pair of washed, white jeans standing in the doorway against the light. At that moment, you seem to be shining, it is almost a ray of light."
At that glance, she felt quite amazing.
Because, except for Lou Yucheng, she had never seen such a handsome boy.
Although she did not want to admit it at that time, she had to say that Wen Muchu was more handsome than Lou Yucheng.
Now, when I think about it carefully, he has not only passed Lou Yucheng's handsomeness, but has almost dumped the eighteenth streets of Lou Yucheng.
It is a heaven, and an underground is simply incomparable.
Wen Muchu heard her words, a trace of disappointment flashed across his eyes.
Although she had known that she might have forgotten that incident, he still couldn't help being hopeful.
"What about you, how do you feel when you see my first side?" Lan Xiao looked at Wen Muchu expectantly, his eyes gleaming.
Wen Muchu raised his hand and touched her eyes.
"When I saw you for the first time, I thought these eyes were really beautiful, and there was no trace of impurities."
"It's over?" Lan Xiao blinked and asked unwillingly.
"It's over..."
Lan Xiao scratched the back of his head.
This was different from what she thought. She thought that she would hear Wen Muchu's affectionate and perfect confession.
As a result, just such a sentence, is this praise her eyes, or praise her eyes?
Lan Xiao almost wanted to cry without tears.
"Are you tired? If you are tired, lie on my lap and rest for a while?" Wen Muchu patted her on the shoulder and asked in a low voice.
Lan Xiao's eyes lit up, glanced at his long legs, drooling greedy.
How does this long leg feel when lying down? Is she finally able to have a fair experience?
So, she nodded without hesitation.
Wen Muchu smiled.
Lan Xiao lay down slowly and nervously, almost leaning her upper body on his lap.
She opened her eyes and looked at Wen Muchu with a grin.
"Does it hurt your leg?"
Wen Muchu shook his head and smiled dozingly.
Lan Xiao rested on his leg, put his small hand on his broad palm, opened his eyes and looked at the starry sky, quietly listening to the various sounds under the dark night.
There are insects, cicadas, and croaking frogs in the pond not far away.
At this moment, she felt not only silence in her ears, but also the originally impetuous heart became peaceful and calm.
I don't know when, she actually fell asleep.
She even had a wonderful dream.
What are you dreaming about? Dreaming that she and Wen Muchu kissed.
As a result, the two of them kissed and were caught by Lan Shanhua on the spot.