She slowly opened her eyes.
"Wake up, Xiao Ling wakes up!"
A glimmer of light stung Lan Xiaoling's eyes, and she subconsciously closed them again. But he felt his hand being held tightly.
"Lan Xiaoling!" A familiar voice came into the eardrum, and Lan Xiaoling quickly opened his eyes.
Looking at Ming Huayu lying at the head of her bed, looking at herself with concern, she suddenly lost the corner of her mouth, and her voice was full of grievances:
"Ming, you don't want me anymore!"
Ming Huayu let out a heavy breath and almost sat directly on the ground.
He suddenly reached out and struck a blow on Lan Xiaoling's head: "You bastard, scared xiao ye to death!" ”
"You're an asshole!" I'm staying in France, why are you betraying me? ”
"Xiao Ling..."