Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 896

After that, Simon laughed in a low voice again. There was a sense of self-mockery in his laughter. Then he slowly closed his eyes again.

Emily couldn't help but pursed her lips.

It was only then that she realized that he hadn't woken up completely. The two sentences he had just said were just somniloquy.

At this time, he had fallen asleep again and his breathing was slow and quiet.

Emily saw her hand held by his palm. With his eyes closed, the light and the temporary emotional fluctuation in his eyes couldn't be found. She could ignore his somniloquy, but she could really feel his body temperature, neither hot nor cold. It was so warm that it touched her heart.

Emily was absent-minded for a moment.

At this time, there was a sudden sound at the entrance of the tent, which sounded like the footsteps of a person. She was suddenly shocked and turned her head in a panic. Then she saw a figure flashed by and ran out in a hurry.

Emily swallowed and turned her head back again. This time, without any hesitation, she pulled his big hand away bit by bit with great force, and then stepped back two steps to keep a distance.

She took two deep breaths and looked at Simon who was sleeping soundly. Then she turned around and left quietly.

Her footsteps were very fast, and after a while, she disappeared.

In the tent, Simon, who was lying alone, slowly opened his eyes.

The big hand that was hanging down opened again. Simon looked at the palm prints on it, and then reluctantly closed it. There was a kind of lingering attachment in his eyes.

After leaving Simon's tent, Emily quickly returned to her tent. Misha was sitting there with her back to her. Misha's chest heaved slightly, and it seemed that she also just came back.

It was Misha who made the noise at the entrance just now.

Emily walked over and crossed her hands in front of her chest. Then she said, "Misha, in fact, what happened just now..."

"It's okay. Don't worry. I don't have a misunderstanding!" Misha interrupted her with a wave of her hand.

Hearing this, Emily let out a sigh of relief.

It was getting dark outside. In addition to soldiers, medical staff, and volunteers, most of the people had returned to the tent to rest. Several black people came back to the tent one after another, and they all found their places to lie down and curl up.

When Emily put on coat and was about to lie down, she saw Misha stand up.

She asked in surprise, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Misha held her mobile phone, turned her eyes and said, "Emily, you sleep first, and I'll call home!"

Emily nodded and said, "Okay, then go back to sleep early after you finish your call!"

Misha agreed, and then walked out of the tent with her mobile phone. More than ten minutes later, she came back. The night became quiet.

On the morning of the second day, the sun in Country S still rose very early.

Just like yesterday, there were volunteers who sent breakfast to everyone. It was very simple. A box of milk and a packet of compressed biscuits were enough to solve the problem of hunger.

Emily unfolded the end of the milk case and tore it open. As she passed by a tent, she glanced at it secretly.

This time, apart from the piles of medicine, there was no one else in it.