Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 1166
Fan Chen thought he was going to die, and the one in front of him was simply a lunatic.

He was thinking about Nuan Nuan in his mind, talking about Nuan Nuan in his mouth, and he had no consciousness at all.

When that punch was thrown at him again, he had already closed his eyes and prepared to face death.

But after a while, the expected pain disappeared, and suddenly a heavy object fell on his body, almost crushing him to the ground.

He opened his eyes, and saw that the man who looked crazy just now closed his eyes and leaned against him.

Fell asleep?Fan Chen was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand and carefully dragged him back to the bed, and then called Xiao Er to clean up.

The next day, when the sun came into the house, it was bright all around.

Rong Mo slowly opened his eyes, and covered them with his hands, it took him a long time to adapt to the light.

He drank too much yesterday, his head was still heavy, and he sat up uncomfortably.

"Are you awake?" Fan Chen walked in wrapped in gauze, followed by Xiaoer, quickly put the breakfast on the table, and closed the door behind him.

"What happened to your face?" Rong Mo was stunned for a moment, looking at his bruised and purple face.

Fan Chen reached out and touched his precious face, hissed, and grinned in pain. He cursed in his heart, and limped to find a seat to sit down: "Did you forget what happened yesterday?"

"Yesterday what..." Rong Mo opened his mouth slowly, suddenly a figure of a woman flashed in his mind, her indifferent expression and slim figure: "Nuan Nuan..."

"You really remember!" Fan Chen felt angrily, pointing his finger at his face: "This is because you beat me up, I thought you were a brother in vain, you almost killed me yesterday!"

Rong Mo looked at him blankly for a while, and more and more memories flooded into his mind.

He was abandoned by Nuan Nuan, so he vented his anger on Fan Chen while he was drunk.

"I'm sorry!" Rong Mo said, then lay down and looked at the top of the curtain, feeling that somewhere was empty in his heart. He actually hoped that yesterday was a dream. He never believed that Nuan Nuan would not want him, but he didn't want to It was a dream, because he finally saw her, and knew that she was back, and she was in the imperial capital like him, and there was nowhere he could not find her.

Fan Chen had a backlog of anger in his heart, but he didn't know how to go on when he heard him say sorry so sincerely.

Seeing his decadent appearance, he pursed his lips, scooped up a bowl of hot porridge and walked over: "Here, drink this!"

Rong Mo sat up again, then took the feed and fed it into his mouth.

"I said, since you like that girl, go after her boldly. Didn't her maid say that the girl is still in her boudoir, and she is not married? Why did you let her go so easily? You still have to die , Fortunately, you are still going to be a general soon!"

Rong Mo's hand stopped, a look of darkness flashed across his eyes, and then he put the bowl aside, his voice was cold: "You don't understand, it's my fault, I let her down, I have no face to see her again!"

He lay down directly and pulled the quilt over his face.

Fan Chen looked at the mess on the bed, and shook his head lightly: "I didn't know that you are such a person who gives up so easily. You are sorry for her, but it is a fact that you like her. Since you can't let go, you go after her boldly. Such a beautiful girl." Girl, if you hesitate here, maybe when you turn around, someone else will chase after her, and when she gets married, I see if you can sleep here peacefully!"

Rong Mo tightened his grip on the quilt, feeling depressed and uncomfortable. He also wanted to start over with her, but she hated him.

(End of this chapter)