"How can I not be worried? I'm going to be scared to death when I hear the news of your injury." Lan Yanxi could not hold back the tears just now, and slipped down instantly.

Seeing her crying, Ling Mofeng felt a sudden pain in his heart, and immediately stretched out his left hand to wipe her tears, but he didn't expect Lan Yanxi to reach out, grab his big hand, and let his hand cling to her chest, and the tears fell even more fiercely.

Ling Mofeng felt the feeling of heartbreak in an instant. The feeling of being crushed and then reunited was really uncomfortable. It made him blame himself and feel guilty.

"Yanxi." He called his name softly, for fear of hurting her again.

Lan Yanxi closed her eyes tightly, like a scared child, she just wanted to feel his presence, her face rubbed against his palm twice, and the next second, she threw herself into his arms, hugged his waist tightly with her two small hands, and cried: "I'm really scared."

Ling Mofeng gently comforted her on her back with his uninjured left hand: "Okay, don't cry, I'm fine, those people have been arrested, I will investigate this matter clearly."

Lan Yanxi cried for a while, then backed away from his arms. She knew that it was useless to just cry. When something happened, Ling Mofeng would definitely deal with it.

"I'm sorry, am I too weak to cry when things happen?" Lan Yanxi whispered.

Ling Mofeng stared at her with gentle eyes, chuckled, and shook his head: "Of course not, I'm still very happy if you cry, at least you care about me."

Lan Yanxi quickly wiped away the tears with the back of her hand: "Even if I don't cry, I still care about you."

"I know." The man's smile deepened.

"Then can you show me your wound now? Don't try to lie to me, I'm not a child anymore, you have to tell me the truth." Lan Yanxi stared at his immobile right arm and asked.

Ling Mofeng was a little dumbfounded: "Yanxi, I put on my coat with great difficulty, and you want me to take it off again, isn't it embarrassing for me? After five stitches, no bone was injured. The doctor said that it will be healed in about a week. Let me pay attention to rest. "

"Five needles?" Lan Yanxi's eyes widened instantly: "Is this serious? How can those bastards do it?"

"Okay, don't be angry, they must have been threatened. There are many helpless things in this world, and we won't complain." Ling Mo Feng felt distressed again when she saw her pretty face flushed with anger.

Seeing that he couldn't move his right hand anymore, Lan Yanxi couldn't help worrying about him: "Then how do you work, you can't write with your hands, and there are still many documents waiting for you to sign."

"I still have my left hand." Ling Mofeng raised his left hand a little proudly: "I can also sign and write with my left hand, and the writing is no worse than my right hand."

"Really?" Lan Yanxi couldn't believe it.

Ling Mofeng knew she was surprised, so he turned around, walked to the desk, took a pen, wrote a line on a piece of white paper, turned around, and handed it to Lan Yanxi.

Lan Yanxi took it in disbelief, and looked down, her pink and pretty face blushed again.

It turned out that a man wrote on it with a vigorous pen, Lan Yanxi, I love you six words.

"I didn't expect that you still have this ability." Lan Yanxi was still surprised when the facts were in front of him.

Ling Mofeng was a little embarrassed by her praise, and his handsome face became embarrassed: "Yanxi, I'm really fine, you go back first."

"Well, you must be careful yourself, and you can't get hurt again, do you hear me?" Lan Yanxi was really afraid of him being hurt, and felt that he could live to this day. I really don't know if it's luck or luck, but no matter what, he is going to be her husband now, and she firmly doesn't want to see him in any danger again.

"I'll try my best!" Ling Mofeng couldn't guarantee it, but he didn't want to worry her.

"What do you mean by trying your best? We agreed that when we go back tonight, we will...you are so hurt now that you have to push back." Lan Yanxi blushed as if she was about to bleed. In fact, her mind was full of pictures after going back at night. She knew that it was shameful for a woman to think about these things in broad daylight, but she couldn't help thinking about them.

Ling Mofeng's handsome face was slightly stiff, and in the next second, he also became shy, and reached out to touch her long hair greedily: "Don't worry, it won't be affected, we'll talk about it when we go back tonight."

"Can you still talk?" Lan Yanxi laughed angrily when he heard what he said.

"Why can't we talk about it? It was my arm that was injured, not anywhere else." The man was still very confident.

"I don't want to talk to you. You have to recover from your injury before I talk about it." Lan Yanxi gave him an annoyed look, turned and left. JrNovels.com