Ning An knew that she didn't have that ability now. Her eyes hadn't healed yet, and she couldn't fly away.

She could only lower her head and said nothing.

She has not suffered this kind of injustice for many years.

"I won't leave." Ning An complied, "What I just said were all angry words."

"Ning'an, I'm warning you, if you cry again and pull off the gauze, your eyes will never recover, and even gods can't save you!"

Peace of mind.

She knew that she was overly emotional, and no matter how sad or wronged she was, she shouldn't make fun of her eyes. She still wanted to see Little Candy and watch Little Candy grow up.

"No more." She said calmly, "The body is my own."

"You're still sober." Mo Xiu sneered, finally letting go of her wrist, "Come here and press your shoulders."

Ning An touched his wheelchair and stood up. She couldn't see it, so she could only follow the touch and consciousness to touch his shoulder.

She didn't press his button for several days, and she was a little unsure of where she was.

"Ning'an, where are you touching?" Mo Xiu's neck was touched suddenly by her. He grabbed her hand and pressed it on his shoulder, "Be honest and don't touch randomly!"

"I know." Ning An felt aggrieved, "I didn't mean it, I couldn't see it."

She doesn't like contact with men.

She was just repaying Mo Xiu's kindness.

The sunshine was pleasant and the warm wind was gentle. Mo Xiu's shoulders felt much better. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the mountains and blue sky in the distance.

Mo Xiu didn't speak, and Ning An didn't speak either. She didn't want to bring trouble on herself.

She and Mo Xiu could never talk on the same line. She thought that if it hadn't been for this car accident, she and Mo Xiu would never have crossed paths in their lives.

She pressed it for a long time.

Mo Xiu didn't say "stop", so she didn't stop and kept pressing.

Maybe it was Ning'an's massage technique that was very good, or maybe it was the warm breeze that made the tourists drunk, and Mo Xiu closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Time passed little by little.

Ning An hesitated and finally said: "Mr. Mo, are you okay?"

Mo Xiu woke up and said calmly: "That's it."

"Okay." Ning An planned to go back to his bedroom.

"The techniques are quite skillful. Do you often give people massages?" He said casually, with no emotion in his tone.

Thinking about the past, Ning An paused and said calmly: "I'm not the girl from the bathing center. How can I come here so often?"

"You're not that old, but you have a bad temper."

Ning'an: "..."

She wanted to refute.

This man's temper is much harsher than hers. Doesn't he have any self-awareness?

Ke Ren was under the eaves and had to lower her head. She held back and did not speak.

Mo Xiu took the dress on the chair and glanced at her: "This pink dress is not suitable for you."

"I don't plan to wear it either." Ning An said, "Mr. Mo, if nothing happens, I will go back to the room first."

"Follow me from now on and I won't let you suffer."

Ning An didn't speak.

She groped for the tree trunks on the roadside and followed the road back to the house.

Ning An couldn't do anything when she returned to her room. She couldn't see anything. Most of the time, she just sat by the bed in a daze.

But not long after she returned to her room today, Mo Xiu threw something into her arms.

Furry and not big.

"What is this?" Ning An touched the little thing in his arms, which seemed to be a stuffed toy.

"Don't you want Mickey?" Mo Xiu said lightly, "I really don't know what's so good about this thing."
Chapter completed!