NABC Chapter 2330: I’ll always love you a little more than you love me (1)
Chapter 2330: I’ll always love you a little more than you love me (1)
Chapter 2330: I’ll always love you a little more than you love me (1)
Translator: 549690339
Sang nuo had always thought that an Xiaoyang had returned to the dormitory. It was already so late, and she did not dare to spend the night alone. However, even if she did not return, he did not expect that the apartment would be completely dark. An Xiaoyang was sitting on the other sofa, watching him.
When he gradually realized that something was not right, he suddenly moved his hand away from his eyes and propped himself up to look at the living room, his eyes full of vigilance.
However, when he saw the slender figure sitting on the other sofa, he suddenly heaved a sigh of relief.
However, within a few seconds, his expression became complicated. He slowly straightened his body and pretended as if nothing had happened. He asked, ‘
Yueyue, Xiao Yang, why are you still here? didn’t I ask you to go back to the dormitory? ”
An Xiaoyang’s eyes had long gotten used to the dark. She could clearly sense that there seemed to be something wrong with sang nuo’s body, as if he was injured somewhere.
She got up and walked towards him step by step. Sang nuo stood there in a daze. He wanted to sit up by supporting himself with his arm, but he didn’t know where he touched. He sat up by supporting himself, and his entire body was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely.
An Xiaoyang suddenly held his shoulder and went to see him.
And when he got closer, sang nuo realized that an Xiaoyang’s eyes were a little misty, filled with worry for him. Santos’s heart clenched tightly.
She felt guilty.
Sang nuo wanted to speak a few times, but when he saw an Xiaoyang’s slightly pursed lips, he wiped his face away with a complicated expression and then pinched the tired space between his brows.
An Xiaoyang took off her jacket, revealing a white t-shirt inside. However, there were some blood stains on the waist of the t-shirt.
An Xiaoyang’s body stiffened.
Then, she slowly reached out to pull it away.
However, someone was one step ahead of her. Sang nuo pulled on his t-shirt, not wanting her to open it. Yingluo, little yang, I actually ...
“Take it away.”
An Xiaoyang’s voice did not fluctuate as she spat out these two words.
Santos,”shua shua.”
After a few moments of struggle, his hand was still removed by her, and he allowed her to lift up his shirt.
Inside, on the side of her waist, there was a wound that was the length of a palm and had been bandaged.
Blood seemed to be seeping out of the gauze.
Sensing that an Xiaoyang’s little body had stiffened, sang nuo pulled down his t-shirt, then-