The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 1309 Hero, Dried This Bowl of Chicken Soup (97)

"Brother Lian Mo, actually... actually... the words I wrote on the paper are also the words I have always wanted to tell you." Nangong Wubing said as he cried with tears streaming down his face.

Jing Qingran stood aside and watched, inexplicably feeling that she had become a light bulb again...

"Brother Lian Mo, even if God prevents me from handing you the note, I will say what I want to tell you today!" Nangong said with a firm voice.

"No disease, what do you want to say?" Lian Mo asked him.

"Brother Lian Mo...Actually, I..." Nangong Wubing said, after saying the word 'I', his mouth opened, and no sound came out of his throat...

This is so...

Nangong Wubing opened his mouth and said it again, but he couldn't hear his own voice, he said again, still didn't hear his own voice.

He asked Lian Mo: Brother Lian Mo, can you hear my voice?
However, Lian Mo looked at him blankly: "No disease, you... what are you talking about?"

I could see his mouth opening and closing, but I couldn't hear what he said.

Nangong Wubing continued: "Brother Lian Mo, I'm just saying, I like you!"

However, there was still no sound, no matter how hard he tried, no matter how hard he yelled, he still didn't hear his own voice.

This is so sudden...

Nangong Wubing looked at Lian Mo with a look of anxiety on his face: Brother Lian Mo, you, can you really not hear my voice?I can't hear my own voice... ears, can't hear.

Nangong Wubing could hear Lian Mo's voice, but couldn't hear his own.

Nangong Wubing was so anxious that he gestured with his hands. This was the first time he had lost his voice, and he didn't know how to gesture, so he could only gesture according to the most basic intuition.

"Master Xu, can you... hear Wubing's voice?" Lian Mo asked Jing Qingran.

"I can't hear you." Jing Qingran shook her head.

Xu... Young Master Xu couldn't hear it either... Nangong Wubing wanted to cry but had no tears.

What the hell is going on here?He lost his voice completely and couldn't utter a single syllable.

Could it be that God is really against me?Or is it someone who is secretly harming me?Nangong Wuyi thought with great pain in his heart.

"No disease, don't worry, try to make a sound slowly." Lian Mo comforted him, reaching out to hold his hand.

Nangong Wubing looked at Lian Mo: I...I really can't post it...

The tears in his eyes fell like this.

The feeling of wanting to make a sound but not being able to make it is so painful.

Brother Lian Mo... He was crying, wanting to throw himself into Lian Mo's arms.

Nangong Wubing cried and said: Could it be, could it be that I have become dumb?Why, no sound?Why?why?

"Young Master Nangong, don't be sad." Jing Qingran comforted Nangong Wubing, "Maybe, after a while, your voice will recover."

"No disease, your voice will recover." Lian Mo reached out and patted his back gently.

Jing Qingran watched from the side, she didn't know what to do.

Nangong fell into Lian Mo's arms without any illness, holding him with both hands...

Even Mo didn't reach out to push him away, but reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

Nangong Wubing suddenly lost his voice, which was caused by Jiuye.

"Jiuye, even if you make Nangong Wubing speechless, he... he and Lian Mo can still hug each other..." Jing Qingran said to Jiuye in his heart.

How to stop this kind of thing?

(End of this chapter)