The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 1310 Hero, Dried This Bowl of Chicken Soup (98)

'Even if you make Nangong Wubing pass out, Lian Mo still misses him, even if...you let that piece of paper be blown away by the wind, Nangong Wubing can still write countless sheets, even...we prevent the two of them from being together, they ... There is still affection for the other party. '

Can't stop it.

'Lian Mo, do you really like him? Jing Qingran asked, feeling sad in his heart.

'Master just treats Nangong Wubing as a friend. 'Nine Leaves Road.

Not long after, Nangong Wubing struggled out of Lian Mo's arms, he said in his heart: Even if God is against me, today, I will say what I want to say to Brother Lian Mo!
He looked up at Lian Mo, and said, "Brother Lian Mo, I'll get the paper and pen!"
His voice still couldn't speak.

Lian Mo only saw him talking, but couldn't hear what he was saying.

Judging by his mouth shape, I can't guess what he is talking about.

Nangong Wubing walked to his room, his footsteps were very fast, he was thinking, he must be able to win this heaven!If this is one's own destiny, then one cannot lose to one's own destiny!
Everyone is a warrior who fights against his own destiny.

It doesn't matter if the opponent is God, fate, or the system Jiuye!
Nangong Wubing hurriedly left and returned, bringing in pens, ink, paper and inkstones and placing them on the table.

Put the nib of the brush into the inkstone and dip it in the ink, then hang the pen on the paper, put the pen down, the ink seeped through the back of the paper, and he wrote the words 'Lian Mo Ge'.

Then keep writing.

In fact, Jing Qingran is also here, and Nangong Wubing is still a little embarrassed.

It would be fine if he was a girl, but he was a man anyway.

"Brother Lian Mo...Actually..." At this time, Nangong Wubing spoke, and the strange thing was that his voice was able to come out.

How strange!

"No illness, I can hear your voice now." Lian Mo said happily, happy for Nangong Wubing.

"Young Master Nangong, I can hear your voice now." Jing Qingran said.

Nangong Wubing also heard his own voice.

"This...what the hell is going on here?" Nangong Wubing couldn't figure it out.

"Young Master Nangong, do you feel anything unusual? Is there something wrong in your throat?" Jing Qingran asked him.

Even Mo wanted to know this question.

"I didn't feel anything unusual. When I couldn't make a sound just now, I didn't feel anything unusual in my throat." Nangong Wubing shook his head, "Now, there is nothing unusual in my throat."

Jiuye used a special method to make him lose his voice, and did not do him any damage. Now, Jiuye let him restore his voice. Similarly, there is no damage or side effects.

"No disease, do you want to see a doctor?" Lian Mo asked concerned.

"Brother Lian Mo, I don't think so." Nangong Wubing shook his head.

He had fainted for no reason so many times before and was fine. He thought that since he suddenly lost his voice today and now that it has recovered, he should be fine too.

"Brother Lian Mo, what I want to tell you is...I..." Nangong Wubing looked at him.

He wanted to tell him, but he hesitated in his heart.

At this time, Jiuye came over, Jiuye came over, Nangong Wubing was even more embarrassed to say it.

……

As the night got darker, they each went back to their rooms to rest.

Nangong Wubing couldn't sleep. He hadn't opened his mouth to tell Lian Mo that he liked him.

(End of this chapter)