Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 3892 He is more lonely than fireworks (1)

Ning An knew that she didn't have that ability now, her eyes were not healed, and she couldn't fly away.

She could only bow her head and said nothing.

She has not suffered this kind of grievance for many years.

"Don't go." Ning An begs for compromise, "What I said just now was all angry words."

"Ning An, I warn you, if you continue to cry and tear off the gauze, your eyes will never heal, and the gods will not be able to save you!"

Ning An felt guilty.

She knew that she was over-emotional, no matter how sad or wronged she should not make fun of her eyes, she still wanted to see Little Candy, and she wanted to watch Little Candy grow up.

"No more." She said lightly, "The body is my own."

"You're still sober." Mo Xiu sneered, and finally let go of her wrist, "Come here and press my shoulder."

Ning An touched his wheelchair and stood up. She couldn't see, so she could only touch his shoulder according to her hand feeling and consciousness.

She didn't press him for several days, and she was a little confused about the position.

"Ning An, where are you touching?" Mo Xiu's neck was touched by her suddenly, and he clasped her hand and pressed it on his shoulder, "Be honest, don't touch randomly!"

"Understood." Ning An was very wronged, "I didn't mean it, I couldn't see it."

She doesn't like being in contact with men.

She was just repaying Moxiu's kindness.

The sun was pleasant and the warm wind was warm. Mo Xiu's shoulders felt much more comfortable. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the mountains and blue sky in the distance.

When Mo Xiu didn't speak, Ning An didn't speak either. She didn't want to make fun of herself.

She and Mo Xiu couldn't talk on the same line, she thought, if it wasn't for the car accident, she and someone like Mo Xiu would never have met each other in their lifetime.

She pressed for a long time.

Moxiu didn't say "stop", so she didn't stop, just kept pressing.

Maybe it was Ning An's good massage techniques, or maybe it was the warm wind that made the tourists drunk, so Mo Xiu closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Time passed little by little.

Ning An hesitated, and finally said, "President Mo, are you ready?"

Mo Xiu woke up and said lightly, "It's fine."

"Okay." Ning An planned to go back to her bedroom.

"The technique is quite skilled, do you often give massages?" He said casually, without any emotion in his tone.

Thinking about the past, Ning An paused, and said lightly, "I'm not a little girl in the bathing center, so I don't do it often."

"You are not very old, but you have a bad temper."

Ning An: "..."

She wanted to object.

This man's temper is much stronger than hers, doesn't he have a little self-knowledge?

But she was under the eaves and had to bow her head. She held back and didn't speak.

Mo Xiu took the dress from the chair and glanced at her: "This pink dress doesn't suit you."

"I didn't plan to wear it either." Ning An said, "President Mo, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to my room first."

"Follow me a little bit in the future, and you won't suffer."

Ning An didn't speak.

She groped for the tree trunks beside the road and followed the road back to the house.

Ning An couldn't do anything when she returned to her room, she couldn't see anything, most of the time, she just sat by the bed in a daze.

But not long after she returned to her room today, Mo Xiu threw something into her arms.

Furry, not big.

"What is this?" Ning An touched the little thing in his arms, like a plush toy.

"Don't you want Mickey?" Mo Xiu said lightly, "I really don't know what's so good about this thing."

Ning An touched Mickey's ear and smiled, it really is Mickey, the Mickey that Little Candy likes very much.

(End of this chapter)