Chapter 615

"Yue'er, don't cry!"

Mo turned back deeply, stretched out his slender finger belly and gently wiped the tears from Qin Tianyue's eyes. He knew that she still cared about herself. He would explain to her well. With her character, he could forgive him in a short time.

"I didn't cry. How could I cry? I just lost my eyes. "

Qin Tianyue flustered to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes. Why was she so frustrated that she burst into tears? She said she didn't care. How could she be so annoying!

"Well, it's all those sandstorms!"

Mo sent a deep faint smile into Qin Tianyue's ear. Qin Tianyue glared at him. Don't think she didn't recognize that he was laughing at her.

Where did the wind and sand come from in the tent? Why did she find such a bad reason.

Mo looked at Qin Tianyue with deep indulgence. Qin Tianyue glanced at the injury on his back, stopped talking, and quickly took out the injury medicine and drugged him.

His wound was obviously injured not long ago. When he left, he was still fine. How could he get such a serious injury in just a few days?

"Mo Yishen... How did you get your injury?"

Qin Tianyue asked in a low voice. She guessed whether his injury had something to do with this period of time. Maybe... Maybe it was because of this that she couldn't contact him.

If it's such a coincidence, should she listen to his explanation? These days, she's very uncomfortable. She knows that she's really interested in ink, and she can't extricate herself.

If he is really separated from himself because of these injuries, she has not wronged him!

She wanted to hear his explanation.

If she really separated because of these injuries, she thought she would forgive him.

"Did something happen to you those days?"

Qin Tianyue asked miserably.

Mo Yishen looked back at her, "it's not a big deal, it's just a small thing. Don't worry, I'm fine!"

Seeing the worry in her eyes, Mo Yishen blamed himself. He said he wouldn't make her uncomfortable. Now it's him who makes her uncomfortable. I'm so damn!

"What's just a small thing?"

Qin Tianyue stared at him coldly. There was no good on his back. Unexpectedly, he said it was a small thing. Is it really a big thing when he is dead?

He was always like this. He didn't want to tell her anything. She was suffering alone. Her heart was so tight that she seemed to be unable to breathe.

"Sorry, yue'er!"

Mo held out his hand and grabbed her hand. Qin Tianyue bit his lower lip tightly and pulled out his hand.

"Don't bite, it's hurt!"

Mo put his long, deep fingers under his lips to stop her from biting!

Qin Tianyue loosened her teeth. Her lower lip had been bitten, but she didn't know it.

"Turn around!"

Qin Tianyue ordered Zhimo Yishen to take out the medicine for him first. The rest will be said later.

Mo turns around with deep obedience, and Feng looks at the tent.

Behind her, her hand gently drugged him. He could feel her heartache.

Mo Yishen clenches his fist and feels uncomfortable!

Qin Tianyue stood behind him with red eyes. She tried not to let her tears fall. She told herself in her heart that she must not cry and be seen by him. She was soft hearted and distressed for him.

"Ink is deep. Should you explain something to me?"

After a long time, she took the initiative to speak. In fact, she didn't want to wronged him.