Chapter 1682
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She coughed lightly. "I wonder how Ji You and Tang Si are doing in the tomb?"
If they were to talk about serious matters, perhaps the atmosphere wouldn't be so awkward!
Mohan remained silent and didn't answer her.
Doctor White's face instantly turned red.
Is he already asleep? Or did he not reply to her?
If it was the latter, it would be really awkward!
Unlike the former, she couldn't even hear his breathing. It was too quiet.
Mohan frowned. "You're so concerned about them?"
Doctor White was speechless.
What did he mean?!
Second Young Master and Ji Zuo's relationship with Ji You should be deeper than hers!
She only knew them!
Mohan sat up and looked at the bed. He crossed his long legs and lit a cigarette. He took a puff and his fingers landed on his black sports pants, his index finger pressing on the cigarette.
Doctor White glanced at him. "Aren't you going to sleep?"
Mohan looked at Doctor White, his gaze seemed to be accusing him.
Inexplicably, Doctor Bai's aura was lacking. "I … Am I really that noisy?"
Mohan stared at Doctor White. "You're quite noisy."
Doctor White didn't know what to say. "Then I'll go to my room …"
Mohan looked at Doctor White with his dark eyes. "Lie there obediently!"
His tone was a little heavy, as if it had the power to freeze him there!
Doctor White had just sat up when he froze.
Mohan lay on the sofa and closed his eyes. There was a cigarette on his black pants and it was slowly burning between his fingers.
Doctor White glanced at him. The ash from the cigarette landed on his pants and the black color was stained with grey …
She reminded him softly, "If there are sparks, your pants will be burned."
Mohan opened his eyes and glanced at Doctor White. His thin lips pursed into a cold arc. It only took a few seconds before he closed his eyes again, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Doctor White was speechless.
Did he have to be ignored to such an extent just because he was a lowly person?
She lay on her side, curled up very quietly.
He had been busy for the past few days. After a while, he felt sleepy and fell asleep.
That night, she had a dream, a charming dream!
She dreamed of the tomb. In the dim light, he pressed her down and kissed her passionately in the cold cave.
In the end, she couldn't control herself and allowed him to take as much as he wanted. Like a moth flying into a flame, she committed suicide …
Everything was tossed beyond the nine heavens, completely forgotten, with not a single trace left!
The two bodies were tightly joined together without a single gap. Pain, discomfort, and all kinds of different feelings. In her dream, Ying Ning called out and woke up. When she opened her eyes, she realized that it was not a dream!
However, his heart had been beating like a drum for a long time. His body was also very hot, as if he was about to have a 40 degree fever.
His throat was terribly dry!
He took a few deep breaths before he gradually calmed down.
She then looked at the sofa. He was there with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep!
However, she was wearing very thin clothes. There was no quilt, no blanket, not even a blanket.
Although it wasn't cold in this season, it was still very cold at night!
After thinking for a while, she got off the bed and gently pushed open the door. She went to her bedroom and took a blanket. When she returned to the room, she walked over to Mohan and gently covered him with it.
Her wrist was suddenly grabbed tightly.
Doctor White was so scared that he trembled.
After a while, her wrist was released again.
She took a look at Mohan. He was still sleeping soundly with his eyes closed. Did he have a dream when he suddenly grabbed her wrist just now?
She thought of her dream. His dream must not be similar!
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