With such a person who is not as strong as an ordinary person, Ning Xuemo's psychological pressure is not as great as an ordinary person.

After a while, she felt that the bed was warmed and she had one more leg.

This bastard got into her bed!

Ning Xue’s road almost stood up!

She could no longer pretend to be dizzy, so she suddenly opened her eyes and saw Xue Yilan leaning against the bed post on the other end, one leg stretching into her bed, and one leg was placed underneath.

He hugged his arms with his hands, and there was a winding landscape in his eyes, and his meticulousness was gentle: "Awaken?"

Ning Xuemo pursed her lips and did not answer his nonsense. She took a breath, but just such a subtle action touched the wound again, causing her to sweat again: "Retract your legs."

She doesn't want to share a bed with him! Even more so, a bed is not good!

Xue Yilan's eyes darkened slightly, and there was no place to move: "Momo, I'm tired, so take a break here first."

Ning Xuemo didn't say anything, but struggled to get up. As a matter of course, such violent movements touched the wound, making her face pale with pain-

Xue Yilan's face changed slightly, she sat up straight, and pressed her hand on her shoulder to stop her movements: "Are you crazy?! If you do this, your wound will crack again!"

"You go down!" Ning Xuemo insisted: "Or it would be me!"

Xue Yilan: "..."

He smiled bitterly, turned over and got out of bed: "Momo, I've never been cruel to you... OK, I'll go down and stay well."

Ning Xuemo closed her eyes slightly. The struggle just now did pull open a little wound, which made her heart and lungs scratch her lungs. She was waiting for the pain to pass.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and Xue Yilan changed her previous strong teasing of her. He sat on a stool beads beads of sweat rolling on her forehead, looking at the complex eyes. It seemed pity, anger, and sad...

After a moment, the pain finally passed, and Ning Xuemo opened his eyes again: "How long have I... been in a coma?"

"Five days." Xue Yilan replied.

Ning Xuemo turned his head and looked out the window. He saw a little red in front of him. The afterglow of the setting sun was painted on the window paper, slightly red and yellow...

It turns out that five days have passed!

She didn't die, but rolled in the gate of hell for five days...

Is the great god back?

Did he know that Wu Mo almost stabbed her to death?

Maybe he still didn't come back, right? Otherwise, he would have been looking for himself in a drastic way...

"Where is this?" Ning Xuemo's eyes wandered around the house, and always felt that the layout here looked familiar.

"What do you think?" Xue Yilan asked back.

How did she know?!

But since he asked that, was this place she should know?

Ning Xuemo searched in her mind for a while, and suddenly felt a sudden movement in her heart!

In a dream! This place seems to be a scene in a dream!

Although she can remember a little dream recently, she can't remember it clearly. It's like a thick layer of fog. She just occasionally remembers one or two fragments, and the fragments are also vague.

She usually doesn't care about those dreams, but now she only remembers a little bit after seeing the layout here.

"Momo, this is where you once lived." Xue Yilan stood up and lifted up the bed tent so that she could see everything in the house clearly: "The tables and chairs here are arranged in the same way as you were when you lived in the past. How about it? Do you like it?"
Chapter completed!