But even so, Yan Ge looked at it, and still felt that even this guy was very thin.

Regardless of the lines on the face, or the look on the face, it gives people a harsh and cold beauty.

This is, senior face?

Yange saw the sweet smell of his sleep.

Without bothering to bother, he just stared at the ceiling dumbly.

It was Sinan who suddenly reached out his hand in his sleep and touched Yange's face.

Yange's face was sideways, and he touched Yange's hair.

Feeling wrong, he was sober with agitation and sat up staring at the words.

Yan Ge and his eyes widened.

What nerve does this guy have? Why look at her with this expression.

Yan Song raised his hand and rubbed his messy, bird's nest-like hair.

Fortunately, although it is messy, it is not greasy, so I touched it after touching the song, and by the way dragged a few hairs down, hitting the West, asking him, "What's wrong?"

Si Nan saw that her voice was a little dumb, so she got up and poured a glass of water for her, and poured a glass for herself.

Yange was lying down, and the drinking glass had no straw. When he realized that Yange could not drink, Sinan went to help Yange sit up.

As soon as the words moved, my chest hurt.

At this time, she suddenly missed the devouring beast that had been killed by her.

I have to say that I didn't feel anything at the time, but at this time, I still remember the straw that the Devouring Beast put in her water glass.

After watching Yange drinking, Sinan said, "When did you wake up, hungry and hungry, where is it uncomfortable?"

Yan Ge breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at the wound on his chest: "I'm hurt, what's wrong?"

Sinan's eyes also fell on Yan Ge's chest, and his eyes were slightly darkened, but immediately, this worry was covered by him, and he raised his eyes and smiled at Yan Ge: "The doctor said that you can be better if you raise more . "

Words: "Oh."

Si Nan stared at her expression, seeing that she hadn't asked anything about Zhuyu from beginning to end.

Several times he would have said it, but then he swallowed it again.

Yange looked at the ward: "Is this in the hospital?"

Sinan nodded.

Song of Song: "Since I'm fine, you don't have to keep guarding me all the time. There are escorts and nurses. I can call them if I have something. If you are busy, go for it."

Sinan: "I'm not busy."

Words: "Oh."

She sat uncomfortable, so she lay back again.

Sinan sat by her bed and looked at her.

His eyes were burning, and he couldn't even ignore the words, and simply said to him, "How long do I need to stay in the hospital?"

Sinan asked, "Are you unwilling to stay in the hospital?"

The main reason was that she didn't want her to keep staring at him when she was awake.

Yan Ge nodded.

Sinan immediately got up: "I'll ask the doctor."

Sinan didn't take long to go, but Yange couldn't be quieter.

A few doctors came to take her for a full body examination and called Sinan away.

Yange fell asleep before Sinan returned to the ward.

After waking up, Sina really lay beside him again.

She raised her hand and rubbed the guy's hair.

His hair had been cut into inches.

It didn't feel soft last time when kneading, and the hair was not easy to pull down.

However, his hair was very hard, and his palms were brushed and brushed, which was not bad.

Before the song was taken back, Sinan woke up.

Looking sideways, facing each other.

He asked, "Are you thirsty?"

Yan Song shook his head.

"Hungry? Do you want to eat something?"