Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 1157: Strong teasing

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Sitting beside such a person with a sense of presence is not generally strong, and Ning Xuemo's psychological pressure is not ordinary.

After a while, she felt that the quilt was warm and had one more leg-

This **** drilled her quilt!

Ning Xuemo's hair almost stood up!

She can no longer faint, and suddenly opens her eyes. She sees Xue Yilan leaning against the bedpost on the other side, and one leg extends into her quilt, with one leg underneath.

He holds his arms in his hands, and if there is a landscape in his eyes, his veins are gentle: "Wake up?"

Ning Xuemo pursed her lips without answering his nonsense. She took a secret breath, but only this slight movement affected the wound again, and made her sweat again: "Take your leg Take it back. "

She doesn't want to sleep with him! Not even a quilt!

Xue Yilan's eyes were dim and did not move: "Mo Mo, I'm tired, rest here first."

Ning Xuemo didn't speak, but she was struggling to get up, taking it for granted, such a fierce action severely affected the wound and made her look white-

Xue Yilan's face changed slightly. She sat upright and pressed a hand on her shoulder to stop her motion: "Are you crazy ?! So your wound will crack again!"

"You go down!" Ning Xuemo insisted: "Otherwise it's me down!"

Xue Yilan: "..."

He laughed bitterly, then turned over and got out of bed: "Momo, I've been fierce but you ... well, I'll go down, you stay well."

Ning Xuemo closed her eyes slightly. The struggle she had just torn open a little wound, which made her hurt so much that she was scratching her heart and lungs. She was waiting for this pain to pass.

There was a moment of quiet inside the house. Xue Yilan also changed her previous strong joke. He sat on a stool by the bed and watched the sweat beads on her forehead. Like pity and anger, and sorrow ...

After a while, the pain finally passed, and Ning Xuemo opened her eyes again: "How long have I been in a coma?"

"Five days," Xue Yilan replied.

Ning Xuemo looked sideways out of the window, her eyes were slightly red, and the afterglow of the sunset was smeared on the window paper, slightly red and yellow ...

It's been five days!

She didn't die, but rolled over the ghost door for five days ...

Is the Great God back?

Does he know that Wu Mo nearly stabbed her?

Shouldn't you come back? Otherwise he should have been looking for himself upside down ...

"Where is this?" Ning Xuemo looked around the house, always feeling that the layout here is not familiar.

"What do you say?" Xue Yilan asked.

How does she know? !!

But if he asks this, should she know this place?

Ning Xuemo searched for a while in her head, and her heart suddenly moved!

Dream! This place seems like a scene in a dream!

Although she can remember a little dream recently, she still can't remember it clearly. She always seems to be separated by a thick layer of fog, but only occasionally remembers one or two fragments, and the fragments are also vague.

Usually she doesn't take those dreams to heart. Now that she saw the layout here, she remembered a little bit.

"Momo, this is the place you used to live in." Xue Yilan stood up and raised her bed tent so that she could see everything in the house clearly: "The tables and chairs here are in accordance with How did you look when you lived before? How do you like it?