God of War's Love: Forced to Marry a Cute Wife

Chapter 117 Chapter 122
Song Tianlong had temporarily stabilized, and he had a low-grade fever. Compared with what he saw just now, he was already in an excellent situation. He had to continue to observe, and he was fine for now.

Yin Nianlu arranged for Luo Zhan and Song Feiyu to live in his own lounge upstairs, just in case something changed overnight.

That night, the two of them were lying in their clothes, doing nothing but hugging and chatting, feeling drowsy and daring not to fall asleep.

That night, from Song Feiyu's rambling words, Luo Zhan finally knew the extent of Shen Xinyan's courage. He dared to say that he "takes a bath" and dared to say that he "went home in half an hour". Did he hire a private detective to investigate him? , or follow him personally?
It seems that he has too many chores recently, and he doesn't even know that someone is following him behind him.Deputy Mayor Luo also placed people in ET International, who the hell dared to use Song Feiyu's mobile phone to send text messages?What exactly did Yang Ziyun tell Wei Xue?
Everything comes one after another.

Song Feiyu buried his head in Luo Zhan's arms and fell asleep. Before going to sleep, Hulu's last sentence was: "Fortunately, my master is here, brother will be fine..."

Look at this level of dependence, look at this level of trust, it is simply impossible to say that Luo Erye's cold and hard heart is not painful.He himself never expected that one day he would be happy because of a girl's joy, and sad because of a girl's sorrow.

Disturbed a pool of spring water.

That night, he went downstairs five times to see Song Tianlong lightly, to see if his fever had subsided and if he was in danger.

Yin Nianlu's eyes were bloodshot: "Go to sleep for a while, I know you are nervous, it's okay."

"Luzi," Luo Zhan passed a cigarette over and lit it for him: "I owe you my brother for this matter. If you have something to say in the future, I will be counted as one."

"Stop being so fucking hypocritical!" Yin Nianlu exhaled a puff of smoke ring and sighed, "Being held tightly by a woman will stop you being a 'God of War' from now on."

Luo Zhan flicked the cigarette ash, and there were a few stars twinkling in the dark night sky: "I didn't expect this to happen." The voice was muffled, a little self-deprecating.

After one cigarette was lit, Luo Zhan went back upstairs, and saw Song Feiyu standing by the window, and she raised the floor-to-ceiling curtains.She looked out the window, motionless, and when she heard the door knock, she turned her head and smiled slightly: "Master!"

"Yeah." Luo Zhan approached her: "Why don't you sleep?"

Song Feiyu looked up at him, his eyes were calm and gentle.He was tall and tall, standing in front of her like a high wall.Her voice was very soft: "I know that you have visited my brother five times, and I know every time you go downstairs. So I am very peaceful, and I can calm down and look at the stars outside the window."

"..." Second Master Luo's body was a little stiff, and he didn't know how to respond to her.He did everything he wanted, and never thought of asking her to be grateful.

What he wants is not gratitude, but love.

A love that has not been omnipotent by money, and a love that has not been exaggerated by gratitude.

Can she afford what he wants?
Or, can she tell the difference?

Song Feiyu took a step forward, put his arms around his strong waist, and pressed his face against his beating chest.

He put his arms around her, resting his chin on the top of her head.As soon as the night wind blows, the fresh fragrance of hair enters the nostrils.

Song Feiyu giggled: "Master, your heart can beat."

"The one who doesn't jump is a dead person." He hugged her tighter, his lips slightly raised.This silly girl won't let her anger die.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, soft and sweet.Heart, beating more violently.

(End of this chapter)