Chapter 765: Like a lost child

Now he is half-faded and lying here to do whatever she wants.
His face is usually pale, and there is almost no expression on his face. When he looks at people, he has a condescending taste, which makes people dare not get close.
Now he is lying in front of her like this, her cheeks are light pink because of the high tropical, long eyelashes are lightly covered on the eyelids, and occasionally thin lips are opened slightly, and one or two fuzzy notes are spit out. ...
Like being pulled down from the seat of the and strayed into a mortal god.
Let Ning Xuemo have a weird feeling like never before, she actually gave birth to an urge, an urge to hug him.
This feeling suddenly made her startled, she shook her head, shook off the messy thoughts in her head, and concentrated on wiping him.
When he wiped his palms for him, he suddenly turned his hands and grasped her wrists. Suddenly pulled!
Ning Xuemo was naturally unprepared at this time, and his strength was so great that he was pulled into bed by him! Fell in his arms.
The familiar breath came over her, covering her whole body.
Ning Xuemo whispered, she subconsciously wanted to push him away, but he hugged his wrist.
Even if this person is in a coma, the method of holding people is extremely accurate, and it is her pulse that is holding.
The veins are trapped, and the strength of the whole body cannot be expressed.
Pushed him without pushing, but in exchange for his tighter hug.
Ning Xuemo was annoyed, and she was about to get out of the leg, and wanted to kick him away, but his vague slang made her freeze.
There was pain, helplessness, and even a trace of sadness in the voice.
If Ning Xuemo was struck by lightning, his heart seemed to be gripped severely, and he stung again. Make her nose inexplicable.
In this way, he lacks the usual heights and rejects people, and he is inexplicably glassy and fragile.
His appearance would never appear when he was awake, but it really stirred Ning Xuemo's heart and made her reluctant to push him away ...
Since meeting him, he has called her Xuemo, her little girl, little girl, and even her by name.
It was the first time she called her Momo ...
The voice was indulged, even with supplication, with tenderness ...
Perhaps he felt Xue Mo's looseness, he held her tighter, and seemed to be anxious to drag her into his bones. She was almost out of breath.
Because of the high fever, his arms were hot, and Ning Xuemo had the illusion of being melted in his arms.
"Mo Mo ..." His lips covered her ears, almost covering her ears, burning her soul: "Don't ... don't be so hard ..."
His hot breath made Xuemo's body hot and cold, and he could hardly hear what he said.
Only heard those two words, Momo, Momo, is he calling her?
Still calling a girl with the same name as her?
The last guess made her uncomfortable, and she was trying to push him away (now he is so weak that Ning Xuemo's skill is so easy to push him away)
He murmured again: "Xue Mo ..."
With this sound, let Ning Xuemo stay as if he had been clicked, and if there is a tide in his heart, it will rise and fall.
"Xue Mo ... don't be afraid ..."
"Don't be afraid of me ..."
"Xue Mo ..."
He murmured several intermittent words, his frown slightly, his thin lips dry, looking like a lost child.