Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3842 Our family system is finely divided (49)

  Too uninsurable.

  If Rong Bai had the memory of his previous life, he would be defensive. If he wanted to harm her through this aspect, he would give Rong Bai evidence instead.

  Rongmo is used to being cautious, not wanting to make a mistake at the last minute.

  He couldn't tell whether he was born again or dreamed of his previous life, but what Rong Mo knew from beginning to end was that he would climb up no matter where he was, and climb to a position where no one would step under his feet anymore.

  This thought was melted into the bones the moment he calmly stepped into the Rong family, and it has grown into a big tree over the years.

  But Rong Mo didn’t think of it,

  He was absolutely defensive and still failed to prevent Rong Bai. He even lost where he attacked her. Rong Mo didn't even know how Rong Bai moved his hands and feet.

  It was also a cloudy day, and it would not rain.

  Rong Mo received a call from the doctor of the mental hospital. The other party hurriedly said: "Your dad is sick again. His condition is very serious and his health is not very good. Maybe...I suggest you come over."

Rong Mo often ran to the mental hospital these days, playing the role of a good son, telling the doctor that if Rong Liyu has any problems to notify him as soon as possible, he listened to the voice on the phone, did not think much, and calmly said hello. Put on your coat and go out.

  While riding in the car, Rong Mo fastened his seat belt and said something to go to the mental hospital.

  Xiao Sun responded with a good bang.

  Rongmo quietly looked at the cloudy sky outside the window. The foggy sky couldn't see the light. He always felt similar. He was in a trance for a while, until his eardrums were torn apart by a dull, violent rumbling sound! At that moment he couldn't hear any sound, the billowing heat flooded him, and every piece of skin on his body felt like burning pain——

Do not!

When Rongmo was swallowed by the heat wave, he still had a trace of consciousness. The strong desire to survive that erupted made him desperately want to crawl outwards, his fingers were bloody, and bones were visible.

   finally hangs down.

  The sudden explosion caused chaos and screams.

  The horns of police cars and ambulances interlaced.

  A heavy rain came suddenly.

   was also in my heart, and finally fell.

  Ranbai was peeling apples when he heard the news.

  She leaned against the window, the window was open for a short while, and a little rain came in. The sky was gray and cloudy. She looked at the sky and reacted calmly as if she heard Rong Mo go out and twisted her ankle.

  The devil stared at her peeling apples, her dark red and coquettish pupils did not blink.

  The apple skin was peeled off a thin layer, miraculously not broken from beginning to end, until the last knife fell, the hand holding the fruit knife was slender and distinct like bone china, and the ring on the tail finger was cold and shiny.

   "Want to eat?" The demon was staring at the apple in her hand, raised his eyebrows, and asked lazily.

The young man sat on the opposite side of her lazily with his chin supported, his white fingertips lined with the corners of his red lips, and his eyebrows were still flamboyantly scorching under the dim sky. He tilted his head and stared at his white hands and eyes. I also moved up and down with the opponent's movements, some of them marveling at the intact apple peel.

  The devil thought for a while, reluctantly nodded, and then stretched out his hand.

   "No." Dye Bai calmly handed it to her lips and took a bite.

  "???" The demon snorted coldly, "boring!"

   "It's boring." The white-dyed voice is gentle: "So I have to find some fun from the children."

The devil snorted and looked at the appearance of Yen Bai leisurely and indifferently biting the apple. The more he looked at it, the more unhappy he became. Finally, he rushed up viciously, holding down the wrist of the hand holding the apple, dye Bai quietly looked at the young man. Action, it's up to him not to dodge.

The young boy’s beautiful fingers encircled the thin section of his palm, and took a bite on the apple in that manner. Two small fangs protruded from the thin soft lips. When he looked down and concentrated on biting the apple, Bai Neng saw his long eyelashes, her hands were itchy, and she freed her hand to sweep it.

The demon's eyelashes trembled, and he lazily held the white wrist and bit the apple, deliberately biting it quackly and crisply, like a cat that stole the fish and was still in front of its owner, and licked the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue: "It's very sweet, thank you my master for peeling the apples for me."

His voice came out loosely, low and slouch, and he said, he took the apple along as he should, but when he wanted to go back to enjoy the apple exclusively, he was held down, and the white one pulled him hard. When he came back, he smiled and said, "Want to leave after grabbing?"

   "What is robbing, I thank you." The devil looked up at her, the apple between his lips and teeth had not been bitten, his lips were red and teeth were white, and there was an inexplicable beauty.

   "Do I have to thank you for this?" Dye Bai low eyes to look at the face in front of him, almost overflowing with a sense of oppression, and the idle wind is light.

   "It's not my responsibility. I bite it anyway." The devil smiled shamelessly: "What else can you do, Master~"

  "What can I do." Dyeing white croaked, leaning over and approaching inch by inch, the light and shadow dimly, seeping through the gap for a few minutes, she lifted the teenager's chin: "Of course I bite it back."

   "Hmm..."

  It was estimated that the operation would be over and Rong Mo would be awake, and only went to the hospital the next day.

  She came by coincidence,

  Rongmo woke up after half an hour.

  The sunlight outside the window is soft, and the ward is large and cold.

  The young man was thin and pale, as if he would break in a single break.

  Rongmo could feel the people around him, always familiar with the clean fragrance lingering, he quietly looked at the ceiling, as if he didn't even have the strength to turn his head.

  Rong Mo did not speak, nor did he say anything.

  The atmosphere is quiet and empty.

   "Sister." The boy's thin lips moved slightly, and the hoarse and calm address slowly lingered from between his lips and teeth, with a certain gritty texture, countless times, meaning unknown.

"Um."

"I am still alive."

"you are still alive."

   "I'm still alive."

  Rongmo laughed in a low voice, as if he had encountered something incredible and very funny, and almost all the tears of laughter came out.

  He didn't want to die at all.

   can even do anything beyond the bottom line in order to live.

  At the moment of the explosion, he seemed to feel Rong Bai's once despair.

  The heat wave is rolling and there is nowhere to escape.

   was submerged and torn apart.

  His last thought before the coma, he accepted this fact very calmly, thinking.

   can be regarded as one report for another.

  He doesn't owe her anymore.

  Rong Mo really thought that he was going to die, or that Rong Bai would definitely not let him go.

  He didn't expect to see Rong Bai alive.

   "You can live, who would want to die." Ran Bai smiled slightly, her voice soft: "You, be scared."

If it weren’t for Rong Mo’s knowledge of this explosion, the so-called so-called, if it weren’t for knowing that all of her goodness to him came from using, if it weren’t for a absurd dream of changing soup...I’m afraid Rong Mo would be shaken now, too. I will feel softhearted and feel that Rong Bai is also interested.

  The gentle and gentle voice of you is too easy to fall into.

  (End of this chapter)