Sweet Love Reborn: Mu Ye Chasing His Wife Crematorium

Chapter 696 How did you return to Qinshan No. [-]

Until dawn, these reporters still didn't fully understand what they wanted to know, so their enthusiasm remained undiminished.

Luo Wanning was so sleepy that she had to promise the reporter that she would return to Qincheng for a press conference in two days.

Luo Mingyuan and Ye Bao were sent to the hospital at the same time.

One went into shock due to low blood pressure caused by overdose of Jiuxin Pills. After rescue, he has regained consciousness and is out of danger;

The wild leopard was not so lucky. The doctor diagnosed him as being poisoned by snake venom, but the injection of serum was too late, and he is still trying his best to rescue him.

When Luo Wanning got rid of the media and came out of the banquet hall, she saw Mu Shihan coming out of the elevator wearing a thin shirt and trousers, with a suit in his hand.

The man came quickly, and wrapped her tightly in his suit without saying a word.

She sighed, and hit the man's chest with her little head.

"Mu Shihan, I suddenly feel so tired!"

Tonight's farce was like emptying her body out, but the result didn't seem to satisfy her.

"Wanwan, I'll take you back to rest first!"

After speaking, the man hugged her horizontally.

The backs of the two leaving were just captured by the reporters walking out of the banquet hall one after another.

When she returned to the guest room, Luo Wanning had already fallen asleep in this comforting embrace.

Luo Wanning felt that her sleep was very long. In her dream, it seemed that she had experienced centuries and reincarnations of several lifetimes.
When he woke up, he heard conversations from many people in his ears.

The voices were familiar to her, but what they were talking about sounded strange.

Mu Shihan: "It's been the third day, and you actually told me she's fine?"

Qin Moyang: "From the perspective of medical knowledge, her bodily functions are really fine!"

Mu Shihan: "Then let's talk about other knowledge!"

Qin Moyang: "I don't know anything else, you can ask her uncle and grandpa!"

Xuanfeng: "The old man thinks that it may be the sequelae of her poisoning last time, and the dose of the holy grass of the Northern Territory in the antidote is not enough!"

Huo Yan: "You are the leader of Si Lan Country, you contribute a little more!"

Xuanfeng: "I only have dry goods, in this case it would be better to pick fresh!"

Mu Shihan: "I'll go."

Xuanfeng: "No, now the Saintess Mountain is frozen for thousands of miles, and professional mountaineering teams can't go up."

Mu Shihan: "I have experience."

Xuanfeng: "Last time, you were just lucky!"

Nangong Ruojia: "Bad old man, Wan Ning is your young master, you don't want to do anything?"

Mu Shihan: "Qi Yu, arrange for a helicopter to come over, I'm going to Saintess Mountain!"

Luo Xi said: "Mommy, I'm going to meet six candidates tomorrow, why don't you get up?"

Luo Wanning felt a pair of soft little hands caressing her face, the soft touch was as comfortable as her heart falling into a cloud.

She struggled to open her eyes, the glaring white light made her feel dazed for a while.

The warm sun is gentle, and golden light spots float on the familiar ceiling.

Huh?How did you return to Qinshan No. [-]?
Immediately afterwards, Luo Xiyan's crisp voice sounded——

"Mommy, you're finally awake! It seems that the role of the candidate is more important!"

Luo Wanning's lips moved, her throat seemed to be stuck in something, and she couldn't make a sound for a while.

"Mommy, what are you talking about?"

In the next second, the little guy next to the pillow was carried aside like a puppy, and replaced by a face covered with stubble, and those black eyes full of bloodshot eyes were staring at her intently.

"Wanwan, why are you uncomfortable?"

Luo Wanning had a question mark on her head, blinking her big shining eyes.

She was thinking: I just fell asleep, why is everyone saying goodbye like a dead body?

However, her throat is so dry that she can't make a sound, and she can't ask her doubts.

The more silent you are, the more anxious you are.

"Wanwan, can you talk?"

Dozens of eyes stared down at her condescendingly, making her skin crawl.

(End of this chapter)