Stealing The Love of The Underworld Princess

Chapter 26: Will you still love her?

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On the deep island, An Ran stood outside the door of the little white elephant and stretched out his hand, but he hesitated again, and took out the phone from his pocket. Luo Canyi had not spoken after the phone was connected, and An Ran said, "Brother Ah Yi , I’m outside the little white elephant! I know you don’t want anyone in, so come out! I’m here to bring you food!"

"Well, okay, thank you An Ran, just put the food outside! I'll go out to get it later, but can An Ran do me a favor?" Luo Canyi lay on the sofa. White lips, no strength

"En, but what's wrong with Brother Ayi? How do you sound weird?" An Ran noticed the change in Luo Canyi's voice, and then asked very carefully. Sometimes she really envied Leng Ran, no, now it should be It's Wen Yanxi. There is a man who loves her so much. This little white elephant house is lovely and gorgeous. The white elephant is surrounded by plane trees. The right side of the little white elephant is covered with purple lavender, and the left side of the little white elephant is placed with a white table and two chairs. What an elaborate arrangement.

"It's okay. It was raining yesterday. I had a little fever today. It's okay. Can you buy me some anti-fever medicine and leave it at the door?" Luo Canyi said weakly, taking every sentence It took him a lot of physical strength.

An Ran agreed, ran all the way to the pharmacy, and ran back. It was autumn, but she was still sweating profusely. She took out the phone, bent over, supported her knees with one hand, and dialed Luo Canyi's phone with her mobile phone in the other. But on the other end of the phone, no one answered...

"Hey, Leng Jichen? I'm An Ran, do you remember me?" There was no way, An Ran called Leng Jichen's phone. She asked a locksmith to unlock the lock, but the locksmith said the lock was too complicated , So I gave up. Although the door can be opened with a password, she tried all the time and still couldn't open it.

"Well, I am. What's wrong with An Ran?" Leng Jichen asked while sitting in the Saint Roland bar, putting down his pen.

"Luo Canyi was dripping with a rain yesterday, and he fainted in the little white elephant today. I'm afraid he has an accident, can you come over and lie down right away?" An Ran was very anxious. She stood at the door of the little white elephant, pacing left and right. . "Okay, I'll go over immediately!"

Leng Jichen's speed was really fast, and he arrived in less than an hour. He looked at the little white elephant with a look of helplessness. The door is strong and won't open no matter how you hit it. Maybe when building the little white elephant, I was worried about Leng Ran's safety, so the windows and doors on all sides were very strong.

Leng Jichen stuck in his waist, observing the little white elephant meticulously even though hope was slim. Finally, there was still a sparseness in Baimi, and the windows on the second floor were not closed. Leng Jichen squinted his eyes. It was about five or six meters from the ground to the second floor. It was not a problem to jump up. just. . . . But he can't control that much. He can go all out. He took off his jacket and grabbed the medicine from An Ran's hand and said, "I'll go in, you go back first!" After that, Leng Jichen whizzed on. The little white elephant then got into the window.

He saw Luo Canyi lying on the sofa trembling. He was in a coma, but there were still two words repeating in his mouth. . . . "Ranran, Ranran, Ranran, Ranran..." Leng Jichen sighed, there was a cup, and after receiving the hot start, he tore open the medicine packaging bag, rushed to the medicine, and walked to Luo Canyi's side. , Helped Luo Canyi to pour Luo Canyi bit by bit: "If you can't let it go, why bother to let it go? Luo Canyi, sister has the blessing of how long it took her to have you in love with you like this, it's a pity She won't cherish it. Luo Canyi, if you knew that, would you still love your sister?"

If you knew it would become today's result, would you still love her? Luo Can Yi. . . . . .