Rebirth of the live national male god

Chapter 860 You!Counterfeit!
Unexpectedly, Lu Zechen jumped up suddenly:
"Don't! Don't beat it! Sister, can you help me tame it? I want to ride it to school!"

Although I know that the other party is now hallucinating,

Everything he said could be completely ignored.

However, after hearing this brat's thoughts,
Mo Ran still couldn't help being speechless for an unknown number of times in this short period of time.

After taking the pulse carefully, Moran confirmed that he was only slightly poisoned,

Even if he is left alone, after tomorrow he can return to normal,
Then he got up again to feel the pulse of Anran, Lu Zhengqiao, and Yi Beichen who was hugging the pillow and refused to let go.
After confirming that their level was not deep, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the couple who are still arguing endlessly with the gourd baby in their arms and the little squirrel on their shoulders,
Looking at the other side, Yi Beichen gently touched the pillow, and then kissed the pillow with silly joy,
Mo Ran helplessly hugged Lu Zechen who was still fantasizing about riding a big dragon to school,

I called Lu's family doctor and asked him to bring some bottles of water.

After all, she seems to have no energy to take care of these four older children who are immersed in hallucinations and whose IQ returns to three years old in seconds.
But even letting them stay here for one night, she was not at ease.

It's better to hang one needle per person, and it's better for people to wake up early.

Hanging up the phone, Mo Ran held the phone, thought for a while, and then simply turned on the video software and called Yi Beichen:

"Yi Xiaomeng?"

Hearing this, the man who was embracing the pillow and looking up in a daze raised his head,
After seeing Moran, he still remembered that this "bad guy pretending to be Moran" bullied him and his "Ranran" just now,
Immediately turned his head away angrily, not to look at her:
"Why do you call me? You are not allowed to call me that! Only Ranran can call me that! You, fake! No!"

Mo Ran held back a smile and nodded calmly:
"Are you sure I'm a fake, the one in your arms is real?"

The man turned his back to her and nodded decisively twice:
"I'm sure! Don't lie to me!"

"Okay," Mo Ran nodded with ease:

"Then you can sleep with it from now on?"

"I must be with Ranran! Otherwise, why not be with you!"

The three-year-old in the hallucination is quite nimble, walking further and further on the road to death.

Mo Ran didn't refute him, but chatted with him with great interest:
"Okay, I won't argue with it, but you like it that much?"

Yi Beichen's hands holding the pillow tightened, and he lowered his eyes to look at the pillow, becoming more and more pampered and tender:
"Of course I like it! Ranran is my most precious person in the whole world! No one can make her unhappy!"

"Then what if you made her unhappy?"

"Will not!"

The man answered these three words firmly, as if he could not allow anyone to question:

"Even if I had to give up everything I have, I wouldn't make her unhappy."

With that said, he gently kissed the pillow in his arms again:

"If one day, her happiness is to leave me, I will also let go, even if it is taking my life away."

Mo Ran was slightly taken aback, and when she laughed, there were faint tears in her eyes:

"I don't think there will be such a day."

She moved and asked one last question.

(End of this chapter)