Mo Yuan came back to the hotel only to find Han Luo dozed off on the sofa. He silently placed her luggage and bags on the corner of the room and carried her to his bed. When he was about to tug her under the comforter, she moved. Her twisted left leg brushed against the bed and she flinched.
Mo Yuan's eyes hardened. He gently stroked her hair and said, "Ah Luo, I will punish those bullies who dared to hurt you." His voice was gentle but his eyes were vicious.
The storm is coming.
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Han Luo woke up when Mo Yuan's cell phone rang. She heard Mo Yuan answering the call. "Mom," he said.
"Ah, Xiao Yuan, where is Luo'er?" Ma Rui's voice was unexceptionally soft.
"She is sleeping." Mo Yuan answered in a low voice. He didn't want to wake up Han Luo.
