"Not even me?" Yan Yiqing supported the wall to jump forward a few steps, and finally saw Rong Mo's face, "or... Just because it's me, you don't want to see it?"

Rong Mo sits on the hospital bed, half side face didn't see Yan Yiqing, tone pressure almost to break through the chest and out of the anger, "what's the matter?"

"Instead of letting me out, you ask me what's the matter, indicating that the answer should be the former?" Yan Yiqing jumps two steps to the bedside again, and sees that the low pressure on the man is more and more serious. She turns her eyes, and her feet are dry and sharp. She turns, "ah --!"

Yan Yiqing's fall is a real one. It's more reliable than the diving of football players on the green field. After all, she has put together her healthy leg and has a bitter game.

Between the electric light and flint, Rong Mo turns back. He stretches his arm and half of his body across the bed. Then he can barely catch Yan Yiqing, who almost bumps into the bedside table and is injured more. "What's the matter with the fracture?" There was a sense of looseness in his voice.

Yan Yiqing is very comfortable to be protected by him holding her waist and pressing her shoulder. She doesn't feel afraid, so she just sits on the edge of the bed, "isn't Rong Shao waiting for me to come to you? I just turned around and left without hearing what I said. Why didn't I think about my inconvenient legs at that time? "

Rong Mo let go of hand, but before let go of warning like tight tight tight, just pick eyebrow to ask a way, "can you still remember me?"? I don't want to talk to my benefactor, Prince Xia? "

Yan Yiqing lowered her head and focused on adjusting the position of her leg in plaster casting. She distracted herself and replied, "Rong Shao said... As soon as I saw you, I asked you, what's the matter with you? Are you hurt? Why don't you talk and turn around and run?"

"... if you have a sore throat, don't talk."

"If you know that my throat is not comfortable, you should be considerate and listen to it, so that I can save some energy, right?" Yan Yiqing finally put her leg in place, and with the other leg on her plate, provoked her eyes to see Rong Mo, "so I was kidnapped and went to the hospital. How could Rong Shao also come in with honor? I've been living here for so many days, and I've only woken up now? "

"..." Rong Mo frowned, "I'm all right, old problems."

Yan Yiqing stares at him and doesn't speak.

Rong Mo looks back calmly.

They looked at each other for a while. At last Yan Yiqing opened her mouth first. "Bai Koizumi told me that during my absence from Tingshan, a hospital car carried a lot of medical equipment in the past. Was it because of the" old problem "of less capacity?"

Let Mo feel irritable for no reason, "Yan Yi Qing, you don't care."

"... what do you mean." Yan Yiqing pursed her lips.

"You don't care about my old illness, why I stay in the hospital for so many days, or why I didn't listen to you just now and left." Rong Mo's eyes are like a hungry falcon, nailing Yan Yiqing firmly in place. "To you, I'm only a little different from other strangers. That's not even because we've done the closest thing, but because you think I've paid for you."

Yan Yiqing's fingers moved, and a little smile at the corner of her mouth finally disappeared. She looked at Rong Mo without expression.

"When you were kidnapped, it wasn't me that you wanted help from, but Xia Yijian." Rong Mo leans forward and makes himself ignore the growing tearing of his chest. Fortunately, those instruments are not monitoring his physical condition. Fortunately, Yan Yiqing won't find out... Of course, Yan Yiqing won't find out.

If it's not for money, what's the difference between Yan Yiqing's rongmo and any passer-by on the street?

"You're even willing to cooperate with your kidnappers! Dare you say you don't want to get away from me? " Rong Mo rarely feels that he can't control his anger. Fortunately, he still has some sense and doesn't blurt out the second half of the sentence - you also take Xia Yijian as the one who saved you!

"How can I leave the abyss." Yan Yiqing said calmly, "at that time, resistance would obviously be physically attacked. It was a very rational decision for me to choose to avoid injury."

"Yan Yiqing, do you really think I can't see it? From the first day you sign the contract, you are looking forward to the day when it ends! "

"... I don't like to owe others, I don't like to depend on others. What's wrong with that?" Yan Yiqing asked him, "I don't hide well enough?"

"Of course, you're good enough to hide. You almost cheated me." Rong Mo raised the corner of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes. "I knew so, I --"

Yan Yiqing no longer talks, quietly looking at the eyes of Rong Mo, waiting for his below.

"- it would be nice to keep you in the house for six months." Rongmo gnashed his teeth and said, "you would not know Xia Yijian, and there would not be so many things today."

"Rong Mo," Yan Yiqing called his name, her eyes were like a lake full of stars on a moonlit night, "do you really think I'm the type that will be locked up for feeding?"

Of course not.

The answer was clear to both of them. But at this juncture, no matter whose reason has gone three points.

"I can endure it," Rong Mo said, "until the day when I can no longer endure it. Yan Yiqing, at that time, if you can't give me a satisfactory answer, believe me, you won't like the ending. "

Yan Yiqing looked at Rong Mo strangely for a while, then lowered her eyelashes and looked at the wound on his arm for a few seconds, and then slowly opened her mouth, "Rong Mo, let you show your heart in front of me, is it such an uncomfortable thing?"

The topic becomes too fast, and Yan Da Shao, who was psychologically prepared to meet Yan Yiqing's violent walk, didn't respond for a while.

"Does Rong Shao really think I'm too stupid to recognize the burn?" Yanyiqing pointed to rongmo, and her arm was exposed. It was obvious that she had not changed her dressing today. "Although I finally passed out in a coma, I was still very clear about the reason why I almost killed myself. I don't think you're free to burn such a big piece of yourself for fun, are you? "

Without waiting for Rong Mo to reply, Yan Yiqing holds down his arm, raises her eyes and looks up at this powerful man, "it's you who saved me, but you would rather complain in your heart that I owe this credit to Xia Ge than explain it to me."

After her words, the low pressure on Rong Mo's body, which was so violent that people could breathe, slowly dissipated. After a few seconds of silence, Yanyiqing feels the muscle of rongmo's forearm tightening, as if he is about to make an action.

However, allow Mo or will raise the impulse of the hand to press back, "I say these have what use?" Is he going to take the initiative to ask Yan Yiqing for credit, and then get this softest person a sincere thank you?

Don't be kidding. What he wants from Yan Yiqing is so simple!

Yan Yiqing sighed and suddenly changed the topic, "Mr. Yan, I want to confirm something with you."

"He said Rong Mo clenches his fist. He wants Yan Yiqing to go his separate ways here. He can take this opportunity to imprison Yan Yiqing and disappear from the performing arts circle!

However, Yan Yiqing's question does not touch the conversation at all, "is the injury on my face very serious?"

"... just skin trauma, not too deep. Peng Jiajia hit you? " Yes, just borrow Yan Yiqing's injury on her face and leave obvious scars, and then withdraw from the entertainment industry.

"Mr. Yan said that you like me, but when I'm disfigured, won't you like me any more?" Yan Yiqing continues to ask.

"Even if you don't like me, I will always like you." Even if Yan Yiqing would hate him, it would be

"You see," Yan Yiqing said slowly, "if Mr. Yan doesn't say anything, then I won't know anything. At that time, I always wanted to say that I liked what I said so smoothly. How could I learn to hide my words in my heart at this time? "

The dark thoughts in Rong Mo's mind have already taken shape for the most part, and they are caught unprepared by Yan Yiqing's words. For the first time, they realize the mood of his opponents on the negotiation table - the people who don't play according to the card principle are really annoying, "make it clear."

Yan Yiqing sighed softly, looked into each other's eyes, caught a faint hint of shaking, "thank you for saving me."

"I -" is not about thank you.

Yanyiqing quickly interrupted him, as if he didn't intend to let rongmo speak at all. His hands full of bandages and gauze picked up rongmo's right hand, gently and solemnly pasted his forehead on the back of his hand, "thank you for being willing to risk everything, even life, to save me."

Rong Mo moved his fingers, with a little anger, realized that his dark side was comforted by such a simple little skin contact, and at the same time, there was something in his chest shouting to guide him - not enough, not enough! Also want to greedily draw more emotion from this person, let her fall in love with you, eyes only you, until death can no longer leave you!

——Don't lie to yourself, Rong Mo, you want to monopolize this person from the beginning, but you don't want to admit that she is so important to you and appears so suddenly.

"Since I was a child, I have always been the protector of others and depended on them." Yan Yiqing still kept the bow action, "so thank you for being the first person to let me rely on in turn."

Rong Mo feels that Yan Yiqing's fingertips wrapped in soft bandages are shaking slightly in his palm. He can't help stretching out his other hand and unconsciously rubbing her head. There is a lovely hair spin, stubborn as its owner.

"I'm a little scared." Yan Yiqing said softly, "no matter how I resist, you will not stop. But when you get closer and closer, I just want to run away. From the first day, I warned myself that I couldn't believe anything you said, but I fell into your language trap again and again - Rong Mo, don't get close, don't try to occupy my world, don't tell me you like me again and again... "

"Qingqing," Rong Mo involuntarily changed his name back. For the first time, he left his hand on Yan Yiqing's hair with a little bewilderment. After a second's pause, he said, "what I said is --"