Guide To Raising the Sick Villain

Qiao Lan looked at the teenager lying on the bed, not knowing what to say for a while.

Although there are differences between men and women, they can’t feel the same way, but if you think about it, you can know that this feeling is absolutely uncomfortable.

Just hold back and go back...

After finally figuring it out, Qiao Lan, who had made up his mind, stared at the young man who rolled herself into a chrysalis for a long time, and poked Tan Mo, "Mo Mo..."

Tan Mo suddenly shrank tighter, turned his head and quickly glanced at Qiao Lan, rolling himself farther and tighter, his voice dull and unspeakable grievance was pitiful.

"Don't touch me, stay away from me."

Qiao Lan: "..."

Even if he can make up his mind to accept Tan Mo.

But that's it.

Tan Mo is like this now, do you want to hold Tan Mo and say you are xiangyao?

no way!

Qiao Lan shuddered.

She is a reserved and shy girl!

This kind of thing is scary to think about.

So Qiao Lan could only lie on her side obediently, watching Tan Mo roll herself into a pile of snails, and if she listened carefully, she could still hear the young murmur from time to time.

Qiao Lan couldn't hear what he was talking about. After thinking about it, she cautiously moved forward, and finally heard the boy talking to himself.

Periodic table of the elements.

Qiao Lan: "..."

My mood suddenly became more complicated.

Feeling distressed and wanting to laugh and speechless.

After Qiao Lan lay next to him for a while, she suddenly wondered if it would be better to go out by herself at this time. Is it a bit that Tan Mo can't let go of herself here?

Thinking of this, Qiao Lan suddenly felt very reasonable.

Tan Mo said it would be fine to lie down for a while, but when should he lie down like this?

I left for Tan Mo for a while, and I happened to go out and call Uncle Chen to ask if Tan Mo's drinking really matters, and then I will make some sober things, tea, porridge, or something.

She is not sure, so she can check it with her mobile phone when she goes out.

Thinking about this, Qiao Lan turned over from the bed and didn't touch Tan Mo again, but said to Tan Mo, "I'm going to the kitchen to get something to sober up, you lie down for a while..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man who had just gathered up suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Qiao Lan's wrist.

"No," Tan Mo finally stopped memorizing the periodic table of the elements. I don't know whether it was the quilt or his hands that were overheated for other reasons. He clutched Qiao Lan's wrist tightly, just not letting people go.

"I'm not going," Qiao Lan explained patiently, patted Tan Mo's arm with the other hand, "I'm just going to the same kitchen."

"No," Tan Mo said. After a while, those beautiful light brown eyes were still amazingly bright, but they looked at Qiao Lan with an indescribable grievance, and whispered, "Don't leave me."

Qiao Lan suddenly felt soft.

"Don't go, don't go", Qiao Lan sat back again, holding Tan Mo's hand with her backhand, her fingers interlocked, her voice was unbelievably gentle, "If you don't go anywhere, I will stay with you."

"Yeah," Tan Mo hummed in satisfaction, and the young boy's long body moved over from the bed, put his cheek on Qiao Lan's hand held by him, and lay down obediently.

The drunk boy's cheeks were very hot, and he probably liked Qiao Lan's slightly cool hands, not only pressed against them, but also rubbed them with satisfaction.

This time he didn't look like a little wolf cub anymore, just like a coquettish cat.

What terrible skills are these!

Qiao Lan felt that her heart was about to melt.

A boy who is cute like this is a crime, do you know it!

Tan Mo didn't know, his heart was full of pink bubbles close to Qiao Lan, he sighed deeply and said something.

Qiao Lan didn't hear clearly again, she squeezed Tan Mo's earlobe, leaned down and asked him, "I didn't hear what I said."

"I want to put a little string on you" Tan Mo was very honest after being drunk. He never dared to say how many Xiao Jiujiu he had in his heart. Tonight, he pours out one by one. Although the voice is small, Qiao Lan still I heard.

Qiao Lan: ...???

"Why string a string?"

"Tie it up," Tan Mo grabbed Qiao Lan's hand again, and then whispered a little shyly, "So you can never leave me."

Qiao Lan was startled, and then said after a long silence, "Why do you always think I will leave."

Is she doing well enough, so Tan Mo still feels insecure.

Recently, Tan Mo's performance has been very normal. Compared to before, he was much happier and let go. Qiao Lan finally felt a little relaxed in his eyes.

She thought that after she said something like that, after saying that I like you again and again, Tan Mo should not have that idea again.

But today Tan Mo was drunk, saying that his reaction after being drunk was the most true reaction.

Qiao Lan once thought that Tan Mo would never lie, never conceal her feelings and thoughts. Ever since she knew that Tan Mo liked her for so long, but she has been pressed in her heart and never let her see it, Qiao Lan I never dared to think about it like that anymore.

So did the happiness during this period of time have been pretended by him, or that his worry has never disappeared.

But why on earth, why do you always think she will leave.

The boy clutched her hand tightly and closed his eyes.

why.

Some voices that remain deep in childhood, because of Tan Mo's own resistance, usually don't think of it, but the more depressed, the more he wants to forget it, but it is often counterproductive and always buried deeper.

He didn't want to keep these memories, but they would always come to him spontaneously from time to time, just like now, he still clearly remembers the words of his cousin at grandpa's funeral.

You have no heart and you will not love others, so no one will love you, no one will like you, and everyone will leave you.

"No one will always like me," Tan Mo said softly, as if to himself, and as if to destiny, he closed his eyes and curled himself up, "Everyone will leave me..."

Qiao Lan shook Tan Mo's hand suddenly, she wanted to say no, she would never leave him, but the boy continued,

"They said I have no heart, I don't know how to love," Tan Mo said. He raised his head to look at Qiao Lan, "But I really love you."

Qiao Lan's eyes were sore, tears almost rolled out.

"Don't go, don't leave me", the boy looked at her and said, "I will love you very much. No one will love you more than me."

Mom once said that in the future, you must be with the person who loves you, not the one you love, so that you will be happier.

and so,

"So it's good to have me", I will always be with you, always take care of you and protect you, no one can do better than me, so just stay with me forever and never leave me.

Qiao Lan's tears fell uncontrollably, her fingers stroked Tan Mo's cheek.

"it is good."

Maybe she didn't do enough, or maybe the dark childhood of a teenager and the death of her mother left too many shadows, these are not important.

Since the past cannot be changed, we can do better in the future.

Tan Mo couldn't believe it, so let him believe little by little, let him believe that she really loved him too much, much more than he thought.

Tan Mo finally calmed down. After pressing Qiao Lan's cheek for a while, he suddenly reached out and touched the drawer of the bedside table next to him for a long time.

Finally, a small colored rope came out.

It is the color rope left over to knit the bracelet for Tan Mo.

The ghost knew what Tan Mo hid in the bedside table.

Although I don't know what Tan Mo's intention was in the beginning, but now his intention is quite obvious.

Tan Mo looped the thin colored rope around Qiao Lan's wrist, and then tied a dead knot. After confirming that it was strong, he took out two more threads and connected the short colored rope. Long.

The length of the three colored ropes is close to two meters, and Tan Mo said with satisfaction, "Take it longer, so you can run a little farther, but you can't run away."

The corners of Qiao Lan's lips raised, "Yes, I can't run away."

She didn't even think about running.

Tan Mo couldn't tie himself to Qiao Lan. Qiao Lan took the colored rope and said, "I'm coming."

Tan Mo obediently stretched out his hand, Qiao Lan still tied a knot on his wrist.

After finishing the tie, Tan Mo asked uneasy, "Is it fastened?"

"All right."

"Are you sure?"

"determine."

"Oh", after five seconds of silence, "is it a dead knot?"

Qiao Lan couldn't help but laughed again, "The knot is deadlocked, I can't solve it."

It's good if you can't solve it.

Tan Mo grabbed this end of the colored rope, pulled the other end, and pulled Qiao Lan's hand over, his childlike eyes bend.

Qiao Lan also laughed, "Then I'm going to the kitchen to drink some water, do you want to go with me?"

"Go," Tan Mo turned over from the bed.

"I will wash my face and brush my teeth at that moment," Qiao Lan said as she walked.

Tan Mo didn't even think about it, "Together."

"I have to sleep."

"…together."

"Then I still want to take a bath?"

The drunk Tan Mo was so honest and funny, Qiao Lan couldn't help but took it.

Tan Mo, who had been "together", finally stopped talking this time. After a long time, he entangled and said, "Don't wash it anymore."

Tan Mo suddenly became shy.

Qiao Lan suddenly said that, Tan Mo stopped the car after thinking about it for a while, not thinking about it.

Although I was drunk today, I still remember what happened just now.

He doesn't want to lie on the bed and wait for the reaction to pass...

This feeling is really uncomfortable at all.

Qiao Lan couldn't help but laughed.

Tan Mo, who is so honest that he can't hide anything, is really too cute, no matter whether it is serious or joking, he looks serious.

Qiao Lan is very curious now, when Tan Mo wakes up and sees the colored ropes in their hands, what expressions and reactions should they be.

Plain fashion is like a serious person.

It turns out that my mind is full of small ninety-nine.

Pulling a small colored rope in this way, Tan Mo followed Qiao Lan and moved all Qiao Lan's toiletries to his bathroom.Smiling and crooked, they washed their faces and brushed their teeth with Qiao Lan, and felt that this atmosphere was particularly good. Thinking of not taking a bath, they took Qiao Lan and sat on the small bench to soak their feet.

From time to time, he stepped on Qiao Lan's delicate and white feet.

Finally, I sat in a chair to watch Qiao Lan make the mess and get the bed to be remade.

The girl also wore the couple outfit she bought today, a casual shirt and a short skirt, showing her two long, straight legs.

Qiao Lan made the bed and sat on the edge of the bed and said to Tan Mo, "Do you want to sleep inside or outside..."

Before the voice fell, the voice trembled suddenly.

The young man stood up suddenly, walked over and knelt halfway in front of Qiao Lan, leaned down, and kissed gently on the girl's smooth and beautiful calf.