Disguised as a man, the chief pet of the president

Chapter 310

The invisible life is always difficult, especially the suffering of illness.

But Luo Xiaofan is still in a good mood these days.

Mo Yinfeng took her to watch the sunrise every morning before dawn, and walked on the beach with her on his back every night.

She felt happier than ever.

Although her life is not easy.

It seems that there are only the two of them left in this world, quietly living the ordinary life they most desire.

"Feng, are you ready?"

Luo Xiaofan was sitting on the wooden stake in front of the house, his whole body was tightly wrapped, and he was holding a cup of warm tea in his hand.

"It will be ready soon." Mo Yinfeng's voice was deep.

"You pretended for about two hours, didn't you say it would only take a while?" Her eyes were a little slack but she was still smiling.

Mo Yinfeng didn't pay attention to her, and still kept his head buried in the hammer.

He is installing a swing bench.Wanted to order a ready-made one, then decided to install it himself on a whim, so what he got back was this piece of formwork that he had been working with for a long time with a hammer.

"You're done!" Mo Yinfeng finally raised his head from a pile of templates.

"Really, let me try." She said happily.

"Wait a minute." Mo Yinfeng frowned slightly as he looked at his masterpiece.

"What's wrong?" Luo Xiaofan was puzzled.

She couldn't see Mo Yinfeng's expression, but hearing his tone, she could imagine his frowning.

"I'll try first." Mo Yinfeng said in a calm voice.

Luo Xiaofan burst out laughing all over: "It turns out that our Young Master Mo also has times when he is not confident."

Snapped--

squeak-

clap clap-

After a series of noises, the place suddenly became quiet.

a long time--

"Ha, hahaha..." Luo Xiaofan suddenly laughed out loud, holding his belly and laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

"Master Mo, is this the masterpiece you spent two hours completing?" Luo Xiaofan was overjoyed.

Mo Yinfeng sat down on the ground with a sullen face, looking a little embarrassed.

He looked down at the swing chair he had just assembled and turned into the original pile of wooden boards, and cursed secretly: "What a piece of crap, the quality is too poor."

Turning around, I saw Luo Xiaofan laughing while clutching his belly, his silver bell-like laughter seemed to shatter the morning sun, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a bright light and shadow, shining brightly.

He was stunned for a moment.

How long has he not seen such a smile, how long has he not heard such a voice.

Luo Xiaofan stood up, slowly groping in this direction.

Her hand stretched out towards him, and as soon as he grasped it, the whole person was embraced by him.

It's worth it for her to smile like this for two hours!
The days passed quickly, in the blink of an eye, more than ten days had passed by the seaside, and Luo Xiaofan's body still showed no sign of getting better.Mo Yinfeng often wakes up in a dream, and every time he is so startled that he is sweating profusely, just like now.

He turned his head reflexively to look at the people around him.

The woman slept peacefully.

Under the dim lamp, it looked extraordinarily peaceful and warm.

Ever since she fell ill, they always kept a small lamp on when they slept.

Because only looking at her face can he feel at ease.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

He covered her with the quilt, and when his fingers touched her face, his fingertips were cold.

His heart was startled.

The woman was still sleeping peacefully, so quiet that she couldn't even feel a breath.

There seems to be a black hole of fear in Mo Yinfeng's heart. At this moment, the expansion of despair, the endless expansion, will drown him.

He stretched out a hand, and slowly, slowly put it under the tip of her nose.

He held his breath.

Her weak breath sprayed on his fingertips, his whole body softened, and all the tense nerves relaxed at once.

He finally let out a long breath of relief.

When he retracted his hand, he found that his fingers were trembling uncontrollably.

He lowered his head and looked at the woman beside him, his heart seemed to be bleeding drop by drop.

For him, such days are really living in hell, where he is suffering like mountains of knives and seas of fire.

He was really in pain, never in such pain.

Worrying and fearing every minute, every moment may fall into the abyss of despair.

Almost every night, he would habitually sniff her.

He felt that he was going crazy, and such a day was really going to drive him crazy.

I live in fear every minute...

Is it his punishment?
These days, he suddenly thought of many things from the past, and scenes flashed through his mind like movies...

Suddenly he felt that he had done many wrong things to Xiaofan and owed him too much.

Therefore, he deserves to live such a life of fear every day. God used the cruelest method, which made him a hundred times more uncomfortable than punishing him...

He hugged Luo Xiaofan tightly in his arms: "Xiaofan, can you get better, get better soon, okay?"

It's another evening, it's almost early spring, but the weather is still cold.

It is snowing lightly now.

Luo Xiaofan was sitting in a wheelchair, smiling brightly.

"Crack-"

Mo Yinfeng held up his camera to freeze this moment.

She walked to Luo Xiaofan's side and handed the photo to Luo Xiaofan.

Luo Xiaofan gently caressed it with her hand, but she didn't look at it, she smiled and said, "Afeng, am I beautiful?"

Mo Yinfeng nodded: "It's beautiful."

On Luo Xiaofan's face, a flash of pride flashed like a child.

Today, she specially put on makeup. Although her eyes are invisible, her skills are indeed good.

A little blush was applied on top of the light powder layer, which perfectly covered up her pale complexion.

(End of this chapter)