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Mo Sheng'er's nice words made Li Nanyan silent.

He still remembered how he felt when he sang this song to Shen Xiaojiu two years ago, and even remembered Shen Xiaojiu's admiration for him.

Everything seemed to have just happened yesterday, but now, even in the face of Shen Xiaojiu, Li Nanyan still had no way to hold her into his arms like before.

"Sheng'er......" Li Nanyan suppressed the sense of loss in his heart, "In the future, you are not allowed to go to this kind of place again, you are too dangerous alone, you know?" ”

Mo Sheng'er remembered the scene that happened just now, and her heart still had palpitations, she nodded, "If it weren't for me running around, it wouldn't hurt you, I know, I won't do this again next time." ”

"Are you tired?"

Li Nanyan could see the tiredness in Shen Xiaojiu's eyes, "You don't have to guard me, for me, this is a little injury, if you are tired, you can sleep." ”

When the words fell, Li Nanyan was about to get up, but Mo Sheng'er subconsciously reached out and pressed his shoulder, "You promised me that I would lie down on the bed well, you can't move anymore, what if it hurts the wound again?" ”

Looking at Mo Sheng'er's nervous appearance, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of Li Nanyan's mouth.

"You're still laughing?"

"Sheng'er, I like the way you look now, I like your lively and cheerful appearance."

Li Nanyan's words made Mo Sheng'er lower her head again, "But, I know that the reason why you say this is because I look very similar to the person you like." ”

"Sheng'er......" Li Nanyan swallowed back the words that came to his lips, "These things, you will slowly understand them later, I say this in the hope that you can stop closing yourself like before, I hope you can get back to the happy you you used to be." ”

Mo Sheng'er nodded, "Hmm,"

As the night deepened, Li Nanyan saw that Mo Sheng'er's clothes had been soiled by the wine, and he got up and opened the wardrobe again.

Since Shen Xiaojiu left, Li Nanyan has never had a woman by his side, let alone a woman's clothes.

Li Nanyan thought for a while, took a set of his shirt and handed it to her, "I don't have any women's clothes here, although the shirt is worn by me, it is clean, if you don't mind, just take it for one night, and I will arrange for someone to send new clothes tomorrow." ”

"You go take a shower, I'll help you make the bed."

Mo Sheng'er lowered her head, only to notice that her clothes were dirty, she took the clothes from Li Nanyan's hand, thought about it and finally went into the bathroom.

The bathroom was filled with the breath of Li Nanyan, this feeling didn't know why, it was very familiar, Mo Sheng'er didn't know why, she didn't reject Li Nanyan at all.

When she was taking a shower, she couldn't help but think back to the scene that happened in the bar, and when she thought that Li Nanyan could be injured, her heart couldn't help but tighten.

When Mo Sheng'er took a shower and put on her clothes, she realized that Li Nanyan's figure was so big that she could wear her shirt as a skirt.

Mo Sheng'er stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, looking at herself, she couldn't help but look up and touch her face, it was really exactly the same as the dead Shen Xiaojiu.

She shook her head, not allowing herself to continue thinking about it, her soft little hand held the doorknob, and the breath that belonged to Li Nanyan jumped into her nose, Mo Sheng'er inexplicably felt that this breath made her feel solid in her heart.

She pushed the door open—

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